It all started in my secondary school (boarding school) in 1993. Being a catholic back then i knew all about God.
Until my classmate who wasn't a Catholic started giving me messages about salvation and how important it was to get born again else no one can see God. I was amazed because I was a catholic and very serious about the things of God and i never knew what salvation was all about and how important it meant to my eternity.
I wept for fear that I might not make heaven, I felt as though I was carrying an invisible load of sin. I was a good person by my own examination but why i felt that burden of sin around is what i could not explain, I could not eat, drink or sleep.
I was indeed restless. Two days later, I had to search for my classmate who then introduced me to the president of the pentecostal student fellowship.
She and the president of the fellowship prayed for me and i gave my life to Christ, till date. Alleluia.