How Jesus sought for and found me

While in High School, some guy came, preaching, and praying up storms. I hated him more than I remember hating a person. Why? Because his lifestyle was the exact opposite of mine. I remember him shaking his finger in my face whenever he found me speaking obscenity, 'STOP IT!!!'

That's the time I remembered that I was also 'saved'. I knew the God I served, didn't pray like him, and after all, my parents also knew God. I insulted him, and spoke obscenely against him, but he surprised me. The more I insulted him, the more he prayed and shouted in the prayer room. Those are the days when I reverted to the 'savedness' I'd aquired years back. I was righteous in all ways.

I used to go to morning services, partly because it was compulsory, and also because I enjoyed the mucical instruments, though I never liked church music. One day, a pastor came and preached a message which I don't remember. I don't remember what he said, but I remember Jesus calling me.

At the end of his surmon, he gave and alter call. I wanted to get up immediately and accept Christ, but something unbelievable happened. I GOT STUCK TO MY SEAT!! I never knew much about demons, but this time, they held me fast to my seat, and I couldn't move a foot, leave alone a finger. I struggled to get up, but in vain. I could feel the spiritual battle around me, though I never knew all that.

The service ended without me getting up, but my head was on the desk I was seated on. I had already determined in my heart my destination. Therefore, immediately after the service, I freed myself from the demonic grasp, and walked forward to where those who had accepted Christ were being prayed for. The other guy I hated so much was there, and immediately he saw me walking forward, shouted with joy.

He's the one who prayed for me, and led me in the confession prayer. I accepted Christ in my life, and o... I tell you, I wept that day. I wept when I gazed on the love of Jesus. I wept when I was how much I'd hated and blashphemed his holy name, and his power. I wept when I saw the tears in his eyes, and beheld the wounds he bore at Calvary. I wept as I saw him take away my sin, and fill me with his Spirit. I wept, as I didn't know what to give in return for his love.