in Brian’s post below, Michelle asks me about my conversion story. I think this article explains it as well as I can.
Here is the key excerpt:
The moment my grandfather got up to offer the opening prayer, something happened to me. It was as if a small cloud floated down onto my body. I was suddenly infused with joy, pure joy. I remember looking around at the people in the chapel and feeling nothing but love for them. I felt a concentration of my senses and a keen reminder that I needed to listen carefully to the service.
Family members talked about the importance of baptism, and I found myself following their words as if my very life depended upon it. At one point, a speaker reminded people in the audience that everybody should be baptized, and I had to literally stop myself from getting up and declaring I wanted to be baptized.
The rest of the day I walked around in a kind of a daze. I was so happy, so at peace.
You need to read the entire article to understand this quotation in context. I hope you enjoy the story.