On a Saturday morning, Valentine’s Day 1976, at approximately 6:00 AM, I invited Jesus into my heart in the quiet of my home.
It’s hard to believe that 45 years have passed since that life-changing, soul-changing decision. Funny thing about time. Although a second is always a second, an hour always an hour, a year always a year, something that happened to me 45 years ago can be more clear in my memory than something that happened to me last week. That is certainly true about the moment I was born again.
The best Valentine’s gift I have received in my life came from the lover of my soul, Yeshua the Messiah, the King of kings and the Lord of lords. Because of Him, I am a child of God, a daughter of the King. Oh, how great a love.