She is Reborn

É Rinata is Italian for “she is reborn”. That’s what I am. Reborn. I grew up being and becoming one person and through a certain divine exchange I am now someone new and becoming someone new. I unintentionally came to the end of myself one afternoon during what I thought would be a neat event where I would hang out and possibly meet some celebrities. I could not have known who I would really meet. Something was said that afternoon that drew me forward. Fighting my shyness and concern for what others may think, I stood and made my way toward an unknown destination. Something, no…someone was inviting me, asking me to come, drawing me. I wanted more than anything to go. I didn’t like change, or anything unfamiliar, but this was so enticing. I was not afraid or suspicious. I did not shrink back or run away, which was my usual way of handling the unknowns in life. Instead I pushed forward toward this new thing. It was warm and comforting and something I knew I had to have, or be a part of. I could feel a presence all around me and I surrendered to it. Tears came, and I let them come. They fell and flowed and did not stop for a very long time. I stood there in the midst of the crowd not caring about those around me, hardly aware they were even there. I could only think of the tears. It seemed as though each drop brought with it more and more ugliness as it left me. Every tear washing away all the yuck inside. They kept coming, and every ugly thing I was or ever had done or felt came out with them. I did not try to stop. It felt so wonderful, so liberating, so cleansing. I sat there and sobbed and wept. A tidal wave of love rushed through my soul, saw everything I ever was, and swept it away. There I was, a whole new person with a whole new life. I got to start over. I look at things a new way now, and am very different than I was. When Christ took away all the ugliness, depression, fear, hate, scars, he gave me forgiveness and peace and joy like I never knew existed. There was nothing religious about it, no ceremony, no specific prayer that was prayed, no chant or any kind of formality. It didn’t even happen in a church. He just came for me where I was, called me to him, and he gave me a new life, a clean heart & conscience, and has stayed with me since then constantly renewing me and teaching me and yes, still forgiving me. He adopted me and loves me, and guess what? He offers this to every single person. Just ask him for the opportunity, and when it comes, accept him…surrender, and enjoy.