I was convicted of my condition as a lost person. I understood that eternity hung in the balance. I prayed for Jesus to come into my life. Thereafter, I was shown one sin after another --- and there were many --- that grieved the Holy Spirit. I was shown how I had hurt others, how disgusting my sins had been. And yes, I continued in some of them. And I prayed. And I prayed. And I prayed. And I prayed. And I went to those within my own family and to others I could find and asked for their forgiveness. And one day I suddenly realized that the desire to sin was gone. Gone. My life was different. I could not hear profanity -- I would recoil in pain -- I had to leave the room. I could not, would not, listen to "dirty" jokes. I could not use profanity, or smoke, or drink alcohol. I could not watch TV programs that were obviously full of things that grieved God. I could not listen to secular music, although I had been a singer. I wanted to read, read, read scripture and commentaries on scripture. I wanted to attend bible studies. I wanted to be in "Sunday School" and church. I was led to sing and to teach and to preach. I went back to college. I dropped our of the field of psychology in favor of Christian Counseling. It was all because God loved me and called out to me. Wow! I wasn't transformed in an instant, but I was transformed. What about abandoning secular music? Just in the last year or so I've permitted myself to listen to the groups from the 50s. The Four Freshmen. The Four Aces. The Four Lads. That kind of music. And it's okay. John 8:32, 1 John 1:9. I'm quick to run to those, even for fleeting thoughts.
:jesus:<----- HE is some kind of wonderful! :thumbs: