As a child, I went to a convent school. At weekends, I went to a strict Baptist church. There you were expected to be baptised at 13, and although I was baptised then, I didn’t at that time make a personal commitment to God. I was always very aware of God – but I had had no personal experience, no personal encounter with God at that stage.
Years later, probably when I was around 20, a lady gave me a book to read. The book was about an American woman who had had a ‘Damascus’ experience. I ignored the book at first, but one day when I as bored, I started to read it, and I saw how God was alive to this lady – she had a real, personal experience of God. I wanted to get this sorted out for myself. I got on to my knees and asked Jesus to come into my life. I thanked him for dying for me and for doing so much for me. I said that I wanted him to be Lord of my life. I had such a sense of love that was completely overwhelming. It was a real turning point in my life, and I felt that I wanted to mark it with a believer’s baptism – my dying to self and being born again.
Since then God’s Grace has led me closer to Him – giving me the courage to listen to and follow His voice.