Perhaps I can persuade you to allow me to give my testimony on how I personally accepted Christ into my own life. Hopefully, this will show you that you don't have to be a whimp to accept Christ or that he is not just some crutch.

I grew up in a home that did not follow after any religious or spiritual principles and values. Never did we attend church, pray, or read the Bible. We didn't even go to church for Christmas or Easter! Neither were the names of God and Jesus ever made mention of in our home.

However, throughout my childhood, including my teen years, the Lord had strategically placed certain individuals into my life who had shared the gospel with me and the message of Christ as our savior. Likewise, I had occassionally heard the gospel message clearly presented on both television and radio. You know how it goes, "Jesus died on the cross for you, repent, and make yourself new!" and "Jesus loves you, come to him now, what are you waiting for?", cried the preachers. Nevertheless, I never once responded to these messages.

As a result of no religious upbringing or values I got involved in a life that was headed for destruction. My life pretty much consisted of partying. I did my "lion's share" of drugs, drinking, and promiscuous sex. Additionally, I hung out at the nightclubs almost every night, spending countless hours on some drug induced high and dancing with and ultimately going home with some woman I never knew. I was living life "high on the hog" so to speak, but something was terribly missing from my life.

I eventually met a woman and got married. We had our first baby together. The partying was not as frequent, but nevertheless, still continued. One day at work, I was informed that I had to go away on a business trip that would require my absence away from home for nearly two months. Little did I know that this trip would forever change my life.

While away from home on this trip, in October of 1990, on one particular evening, without going into unnecessary details, I had committed what I know was a terrible sin. The thing I had done was against my own moral standards, which were fairly low at the time. I would later find out that what I had done would have constituted the grounds for death under the old Mosaic law of the Old Testament. I was pronounced GUILTY under God's law, yet stood accused by both Satan and my own conscience.

I had a mixed bag of thoughts and emotions running through my clouded head. I felt there was no reason to continue on living, especially after just betraying my own family. How would I be able to confront my wife? How could I look into my little boy's innocent eyes with this behind me? I had fallen and I had fallen hard. I felt dirty and unclean and as if a death sentence had just been handed down to me. I had fallen into a deep and dark pit and there was no one there to help lift me out.

Or, so I thought...

I spent the very next day alone in my hotel room with the blinds drawn and the television off. I was fervently contemplating my situation and what I was going to do with myself. Out of total despair I cried out in absolute hopelessness. At that moment, I had a vision, call it a figment of my imagination, a dream, an illusion, whatever you will, but I saw Jesus just above me reaching down to me as if offering his hand to help lift me out of the pit I had just fallen into. It was at this time that I began to feel this enormously heavy burden lift off of me.

I was then somehow guided to the hotel nightstand next to the bed where I opened up the top drawer and inside was a Gideon Bible. The very first passage I was led to was Isaiah 1:18 which states,"Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool." It began to make sense to me.

The next passage I was led to was Psalm 40:1-2, "I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand."

God had now become real to me. I now know that was the turning point in my life, it was at that moment that Christ came into my life and offered himself to me. Shortly thereafter, I got on my knees, confessed my sins, asked for forgiveness, and accepted him as my Lord and my Savior. Since that time I have gone through more good times than not, but this time whenever there are bad times, I now know God is with me. All in all, I am very blessed and grateful to be serving such an awesome God and for having Christ in my life today.

My friend, as you can see, Christ is real, he is alive and ready for that one moment that he too can enter into your life. Just ask Christ to forgive you and allow him to give you a new life. Wouldn't you like a fresh new start? A brand new life? You can in a sense, be born again? Just allow him to move in and take over your heart. Give it all to God.