January 27, 2011
“3 Then Moses said to the people, ‘Commemorate this day, the day you came out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery, because the LORD brought you out of it with a mighty hand…” (Exodus 13:3)
We should never get to a point where we feel so mature in the things of God that we forget the testimony and the day of our salvation. Moses, speaking on behalf of the Lord, told the people to commemorate the day that God brought them out of Egypt.
The children of Israel coming out of Egypt is a symbolic representation of our own salvation. We were not able to see with our natural eyes the spiritual warfare that took place before we gave our lives to Christ. God brought us out of our own Egypt with a mighty hand. The word “commemorate” speaks of honoring and remembering.
“This day,” for me was April 26, 1997 at around 6:00 PM in the Family room of the home I used to own. For the first time in my life, I was excited about reading anything spiritual. A good friend of mine, Doug Berrenguer, gave me a few tracks and among these tracks was “The Four Spiritual Laws” by Bill Bright. As I was reading this particular track aloud to my now deceased wife, Ileana; I received the conviction of the Holy Spirit and read the Sinner’s Prayer out loud. I forgot all about my wife; it was as if I was talking to God, directly. After I finished praying that prayer, I felt warmth and a fire that, up to that point, I had never experience before. It was beautiful! I remember that I stood up and told my wife, who was sitting in the Dining Room listening; but really not listening to me, “Baby, from now on, I am living for God.” My wife looked at me like I was crazy; I never spoke about God before, did not go to church, did not read the Bible and out of nowhere, I am now passionate about Jesus? That same day, we went to visit my in-laws: I said to myself: “Well, they will surely know;” but as I made my statement in the family room of my mother-in-law’s house, no one seemed to care about what I was saying.
It was not until I returned to work and shared with my friend Doug, who seemed to be waiting for me anxiously, that I was able to understand exactly what happened to me in the Living Room of my house. I was saved that night! Beloved, since then, it has being an amazing journey with hills, mountains, valleys and much desert…but I will forever remember that day.
Can you tell me about your day? Can you tell me about the day you got saved? Do you have a few paragraphs to share? If you don’t; perhaps, this is a good day to start practicing.
If you don’t have a clue what I am talking about, write me at firstname.lastname@example.org