Interestingly I was born into a christian family where attending church services was non-negotiable. I grew up in a home where I never missed Sunday services.
Notwithstanding I did not understand what it really meant to be born again. Anytime I heard any one talk about the end of days fear gripped me and based on that feeling I just confessed my sins.
But that will not last long and I will go back to the old life. Time after time I knew every Sunday I will confess my sins and on Monday I will get back to the 'usual'.
In my first year in the senior high school a friend introduced me to the rhapsody of realities which I always bought but was not reading. That was soon to change when in one of the messages in the book, Pastor expounded on what it meant to be born again.
That was when I knew | had not yet been born again the Bible way. Right there I confessed the Lordship of Jesus and then I knew I was a brand new man.
After that prayer I asked the Holy Spirit to come into my life and I started praying in tongues, since then it's been a glorious journey. Oh yes! What a glorious light that was turned on! Hallelujah!!!.