Today, I answered the call.
After more than three years — of being content with attending the Sunday Service of Victory Malate when I felt like it and passively listening to the preaching, of hearing about the Word secondhand from Pastors and Christian friends, of saying that I want to have an encounter with God but not doing anything bold about it, of trying to set my paths straight only to come back to my old ways with much gusto at the first sign of temptation — I had the conviction to actually go in front and the humility to accept a prayer from a stranger when Pastor Nixon asked for those who wanted to throw out the old self and live a new life.
A few hours before, I was baptized with water.
And the day before, I was baptized with the Holy Spirit, experiencing something out of this world.
There are so many things I want to write about — my spiritual journey over the years which climaxed these past two days for one — but I myself am still overwhelmed. Besides, a single post will not suffice. Instead, by the grace of God, I will write little by little.
All I can say is that I’m glad I made the leap and am thankful that I have people who can walk with me in this
storm-free storm-proof life because honestly, I still have a looooooong way to go.
As the cliche goes, “A thousand miles start with a single step“.
This is just the beginning.
“So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.”