Well I thought I was; as I was doing all the right moves and attitudes that was expected of me. I was a model church member who could do no wrong. I had gone forward at an alter call and was water baptised into the local Baptist church, taught in Sunday School, was a lieutenant in the Boys Brigade and a senior leader in the youth group.
That was until I become acutely unwell and spent a month in hospital. It was there on a particular day that I railed against God for allowing me to be incapacitated. What happened next I describe it as my Damascus Road experience.
Something happened that caused me to weep bitterly as I saw myself as filthy rags and a hypocrite before God and I sensed a re birth / change in my innermost being. There was a change in the rooms atmosphere as I realized something significant had taken place and I knew that I would be changed from then on in.
So in answer to the question: -
I thought I was – to I knew I was not – to now I know for sure.