It is awesome to say that our son, Michael, asked Jesus to be his Lord and Savior this weekend! Like with Savanna, he is adopted again, this time into God's forever family!
He told me on his own that he wanted to ask God into his life. When I asked him why he wanted this, he responded, "I remember all those stories of miracles Jesus did and how it helped people. But it also changed people's lives." I asked him what that meant for him. He responded, "Maybe it will change my life too." I asked him what it meant for God to be in his life. He responded, "I have to ask Him to be on the throne of my heart." ....
I then asked him how did God make this possible. He said, "Jesus died for my sins." So I asked him what he needed to do. "I need to ask for his forgiveness." I asked if he had ever sinned. "Yes."
This is the first time Michael ever called his wrong behavior sin. It was amazing to hear him say these things on his own, as he has been resistant to the gospel. We have never pressured him and have even reassured him that even if he never became a Christian, he would always be our son, no matter what!
I found out later that an earlier discussion with his big brother played into this decision as well. They were talking about what it meant to be a Christian. Michael told Jacob that he didn't think it would be much fun for God to be in charge. Jacob told him this was not true. Jacob's argument was that their grandparents let God be in charge and He allowed them to have enough money to take us on a cruise a few years ago. That was fun! Further, if Michael wanted to be in charge, he would be able to be in charge in heaven. "If you try to be in charge there, you'll just end up in Hell."
God has been working on Michael's heart for sometime. It was amazing to see it come to a breakthrough this past Sunday. He still says he doesn't understand it all, but we reassure him that is normal, as I am still learning. The other amazing thing is to see a new peace in his life. He still is Michael, forgetful and distracted, but his temper went down several notches overnight. He made a bad choice yesterday, and when I corrected him, he actually became sad instead of mad that he did it!
Jesus, whatever you have done with my child...I thank you for it! I love seeing the calm in his eyes instead of the anger.