My Birth

I remember it completely.

I felt the pressure closing in on me from all sides.

I was being moved, sort of pushed, to where I wasn’t

sure I wanted to go. I was comfortable where I was.

The warmth of familiarity was surrounding me.

Sure, things had been getting a little cramped

in there since I had begun to grow in my knowledge.

But did I really have to leave such a familiar

place. It may not have been perfect

but I had no idea what was on the other side

and well, I was afraid.

That place seemed just fine, I didn’t want to leave

it just yet. “Please stop pushing,” I said.

I did not want any drastic change.

“Please, stop pushing, leave me where I am.”

There was a power greater than myself making it impossible

to stay where I was.

The unseen pressure was getting harder

and harder. I could not stop it.

Finally I called out to Jesus.

Ughgh . . . . . . . Phew!

I felt free for the first time from the confines

of sin.

Yes, I remember my birth as if it were just yesterday.

My spiritual birth that is.

The birth that gives me real life, eternal life.

It is true – with God all things

are possible.