Although I've gone to church all my life, my first twenty-eight years were defined by anxiety, insecurity, and destructive behavior. Then, on January 6, 1991, I asked God to show me who He was. To reveal Himself to me. There had to be more than what I knew.
That night "He gave me a new heart, and put a new spirit in me. He took my stony, stubborn heart and gave me a tender, responsive heart (Ez. 36:26)." And I was a new creation.
(thoughts on Mark 5)