I am so thankful that Christ lives in me and that I am a man in Christ. I started my life outside of Christ, born of Jewish parents in Boston, Massachusetts. I strongly believed in God but at the same time I felt apart from Him. I would now like to take this opportunity to share my personal testimony of how I found Christ and how I was encouraged and strengthened to go on with Christ during my college years with Christians on Campus.
During my freshman and sophomore years at LSU. the Lord visited and attracted me in many wonderful ways. After spring break during my freshman year I was hitchhiking back to campus from the bus station. To my surprise a car pulled over and the man inside said, “I passed you by but Jesus Christ told me to come back and pick you up.” He shared a little with me as he took me to campus and dropped me off. A short time later I had to stay at the school infirmary for sickness. I was really fearful that my sickness was worse than it truly was. So in desperation, I took the Gideon's Bible next to my bedside and began to read the four gospels. I was marvelously attracted to this person, Jesus Christ and could not put the book down. My eyes were glued to the pages as hope streamed into my being. I soon was released from the infirmary and went home for the summer break. But the Lord kept coming to sweetly knock on the door of my heart. Late one night when a friend and I were hitchhiking home and could not get a ride, I prayed silently to Jesus saying “Jesus, I want the third car to pick us up.” In fact the third car did pick us up and very soon we were home. At the end of the summer on the way back to school, my car broke down on the New Jersey turnpike. I told my brother I would hitchhike and get some help. Again for some unknown reason I prayed to Jesus to help us. Within a short period of time a highway service truck was pulling over to help us. This type of experience happened again and again to me during this time period. Finally, while back at school in the fall for my sophomore year, I came to the realization that I was self-centered. Many things that I did for people was not that I cared for them but that I wanted something back in return. At about the same time a Christian told me that one needed to repent for his sins. This word worked in me for weeks until one day I got down on my knees and said “Lord Jesus, forgive me for being self-centered. Help me Jesus.” I said help me Jesus over and over again. When I got up from my knees I was filled, liberated, and truly happy inside. That night, November 17, 1971, Jesus Christ came into me. I was one with God and God was one with me.
In 1974, I transferred to the University of Texas at Austin to finish my undergraduate degree. Right away I started to meet with Christians on Campus. I was involved in their Bible study, outreach, and prayer. On a campus that is so full of youthful temptations I can testify that meeting with these brothers became a real anchor to me in my Christian life. There was real stability and continuity in my Christian life during my college years. During these years I learned to preach the gospel, shepherd younger believers, study the truths in the Bible, pray , and most importantly be built-up with other believers that were my age. These experiences of Christ in college have become a solid foundation for the rest of my Christian life. Now that I am married and have children and the responsibilities that come with these, I am so thankful that the Lord and His purpose are the focus of my human life and will continue to be. To Him be the Glory!
N. W.
— Boston, Massachusetts
