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MY PARENTS WERE NOT
B E L I E V E R S .
I grew up
with three older brothers,
and we were instilled with
good values, but from the
time I was seven years old I
was aware of a deep, pain-
ful emptiness inside of me.
Around the same time, I
asked my father about the
Bible. He told me that the
Bible was a good book to
learn about how to be a good
person, but that it was not
true. His answer felt like a
knife going through me.
I attended a boarding
school, and then Dennison
University in Granville,
Ohio. Both of those expe-
riences were mundane for
me. When I was in college
I had an arrogant attitude
towards Christians. I had a
few friends who were involved with Inter�Var-
sity Fellowship. I liked them, but I felt sorry for
them. I thought Christianity was a club for pa-
thetic souls to help them make friends.
To quell the emptiness inside of me, I
became involved with sinful behavior and
surrounded myself with people who made
me laugh.
I met the man I would marry and was deeply
touched by his gentleness and kindness. I was con-
vinced that I could help him get over his "hang�
up" about the Lord Jesus. Little did I know what
the Lord had in mind for me! After we were mar-
ried for a year, I asked my husband, "How do I
know that Jesus Christ is real?" He told me that
there was nothing that he could tell me. I had to
ask the Lord myself.
About a week later, I waited until I was alone
and asked the Lord if He was real. He answered
me in a clear, audible voice filled with love and
said, "I'm real, Linda. I'm real." I was amazed and
embarrassed. I felt very sorry about the cynical
attitude I'd had toward believers. A Christian
teacher at the university knew that something had
happened to me, and I told her about it. She told
me that I had been born again. Her husband was a
former pastor. We joined a
group at their house, where
they encouraged me to cul-
tivate a personal relation-
ship with the Lord Jesus.
For 25 years this group
grew close as we read God's
Word and prayed together.
Once, while walking
around Old Orchard Beach,
Maine, we discovered the
Salvation Army Citadel.
We wondered aloud what
went on there. I had known
of The Salvation Army
when I was a child because
my family had bought
clothes there. After I was
saved, I remember think-
ing about the name "Salva-
tion Army" and loving it.
So, when our group disinte-
grated, I decided to look up
The Salvation Army on the
computer. My heart leaped as I read about Wil-
liam and Catherine Booth and others. My heart
nearly exploded as I poured over the Army's web-
site and learned about the social services offered
and the importance of music. I have a small busi-
ness teaching violin and viola lessons, classroom
music and movement classes to young children. I
also play the viola at weddings.
I showed it to my husband, and we decided to
check it out. I thought it would probably be just a few
elderly people with tambourines. I made a phone call
and was delighted that there was a Bible Study as
well as a worship service.
We walked in the door on October 2, 2011 and
found our new home! We were both thunderstruck
at the spiritual feast that we enjoyed that morning.
I felt as though we had arrived from a famished
land. We enrolled on December 18th and we are
thrilled to be senior soldiers in The Salvation Army.
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The War Cry | JANUARY 2013
Linda Swift lives in Old Orchard Beach, ME.
I ASKED MY HUSBAND,"HOW DO I
KNOW THAT JESUS CHRIST IS REAL?"
How I Met the Army
............
Born Again
by
LINDA SWIFT
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