farouk
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@marks Interesting testimony, indeed...I was 19 yrs old, hitching around the western states, going to the hippie gatherings, hanging out in communes, totally "new age" and becoming Wiccan. Materializing things, astral communication, things like that. I had been reading for the previous couple of years all the different "holy books" of the world, and all kinds of different belief systems, from the Gitas, the Book of the Hopi, Edgar Cayce, everything I could get my hands on.
I had gotten ahold of the I-Ching, a Chinese divination method. For 2 weeks I used this for a few hours a day, asking ever more detailed questions, and getting ever more detailed answers, and learned,
If I go north with those people to form a commune, it will all fall apart. If I go to New Mexico to start up that commune, it will all work out OK. But the greatest good would happen if I went to visit my family first. If I did that, I'd be taken captive by the "chief authority" for 2 weeks, but then I'd be set free, and the greatest good would be accomplished.
So me and my occult symbol covered sign hitchhiked home, the Disneyland area. I stayed with my brother, who had become Christian while I was gone. My sister, who already was a Christian, invited me to go with her to be baptized in a few weeks. I politely turned her done.
But when my brother left for work, I browsed his bookcase, and read "What The World Is Coming To", then, "The Late Great Planet Earth". Having read so many other books, I knew right away that the Bible's prophecies were totally different from everything else out there, and therefore the Bible showed the greatest evidence that it was in fact from "outside". Irrefutable evidence!
The problem was, I remembered the 3 yrs old Sunday School, and the flannelgraphs of "Release Time Education", and I knew what the Bible said, "Jesus is Lord". The real problem was I believed myself to be lord. And the struggle began.
I was locked in a battle of knowing now the truth, but being unwilling to accept it. For the next two weeks I couln't think of anything else. But I finally admitted to myself, It's real, Jesus IS Lord, and I'd better obeying Him.
So I called my sister, told her Yes, I'll go get baptised with you. So we were baptized together, one of us in each of Pastor Chuck's hands, in the ocean at Corona Del Mar. And I could tell right away . . . I was different inside. And so I have been ever since, through good times, through horrible times, but always different inside.
Much love!
So maybe your sister with whom you were baptized has a similar testimony?