They grabbed my attention immediately. The clouds appeared to be so low I could have raised my hand and touched them. I had never experienced joyful feelings like these before. I now saw life in 3D for the first time. Describing the event, with the words of John Wesley, my heart was strangely warmed.
Theologians identify the experience as 'regeneration'.
Ridiculers mock and call it, 'seeing the light'. Secular minded people understand it as a 'conversion'. In that unforgettable month of May 1985, I cried like a baby and was born into another world. My mother did not get me that plater's job after all. Divine providence led me to that factory.