December 7th 1991 is an important date in my life. I keep forgetting it though. I remember my birthday, my wedding anniversary, my wife’s birthday (thank God) and a host of birthdays and anniversaries of people that are not even related to me. But I forget December 7th 1991 although it is the day I prayed that so important prayer that changed my life forever.

I got born-again in my room one morning a couple of days after a production called ‘Heaven’s Gate & Hell’s flames’ ran at the Nairobi Pentecostal Church and yes, fear of death and hell had a lot to do with it. I would have done it earlier too but didn’t.

Why?

The illusion that becoming a Christian would conscript me to a life of utter boredom, hymns and bible study groups.

The illusion that I had a lot to lose. Although I couldn’t exactly list what those ‘things’ were that I stood to loose.

These are what kept me from accepting Jesus as my Lord.

There are still areas in my life where illusions keep me from accepting Jesus’ lordship over my life. I still have a background fear that I’ll hear a voice that will ask me to move to Moyale as a missionary! Unreasonable maybe, but its there. And that’s only one.