born again?

Question

who is born again and wat r ur testimonies

Answer 1

Yes, I've been born again, by God's Holy Spirit. I accepted Christ as my Savior when I was 16.

Jesus is Lord!

Answer 2

You are a Spirit (look just like your Body).
You have a Soul (second mind).
You Live in a Body.

To be Born-Again, is when you Accept Jesus as your Saviour and the Holy Spirit Hovers over you and RECREATEs you (a Spirit, living in a Body).

Your Soul (where you form Habits) and your Body do not get Born-Again when this happens.
All of your Habits (Good and Bad) are Still in your Soul AFTER you (a Spirit) gets Recreated.
This is what Gives Children of GOD such a Hard Time after they are Saved.

Adam messed up his Spirit and Passed that Messed Up Spirit down to EveryOne of US.

That Messed Up Spirit keeps you out of Heaven.
Jesus will Recreate it for you if you Ask (give HIM Permission) HIM too!

EveryBody's Welcome, EveryBody. At this Time.

Answer 3

A born again is a Jew or a Christian who converted to Al Islam. A born again is one who has ably understood the puzzle of the biblical prophecies.

Their testimonies is with their Lord and Saviour. Do read the Bible and be one among the few who is loved and thus beloved by the bearer of Good Tidings - the Gospel.

Answer 4

“Born Again”

3 In a secret meeting with a prominent Pharisee, Jesus revealed more about this divine purpose. The Pharisee, Nicodemus, came to Jesus at night, and Jesus said to him: “Unless anyone is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.” (John 3:3) Nicodemus, who as a Pharisee must have studied the Hebrew Scriptures, knew something about the grand truth of the Kingdom of God. The book of Daniel prophesied that the Kingdom would be given to “someone like a son of man” and to “the people who are the holy ones of the Supreme One.” (Daniel 7:13, 14, 27) The Kingdom was to “crush and put an end” to all other kingdoms and to stand forever. (Daniel 2:44) Likely, Nicodemus thought that these prophecies would be fulfilled with regard to the Jewish nation; but Jesus said that to see the Kingdom, one had to be born again. Nicodemus did not understand, so Jesus went on to say: “Unless anyone is born from water and spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God.”—John 3:5.

4 John the Baptizer had spoken of baptism with holy spirit. Now, Jesus adds that an individual must be born from holy spirit if he is to enter into the Kingdom of God. By this unique birth, imperfect men and women enter into a very special relationship with Jehovah God. They become his adopted children. We read: “As many as did receive [Jesus], to them he gave authority to become God’s children, because they were exercising faith in his name; and they were born, not from blood or from a fleshly will or from man’s will, but from God.”—John 1:12, 13; Romans 8:15.Who Are Born Again?

DO ALL good people go to heaven? Many think so, but Jesus Christ did not agree. Speaking to the Jewish ruler Nicodemus, who came to him secretly at night, Jesus said: “No man has ascended into heaven.”—John 3:13.

Yet, Jesus indicated to Nicodemus that the time would come when some people would have an opportunity to enter the Kingdom of heaven. Of these Jesus said: “Unless anyone is born from water and spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God. What has been born from the flesh is flesh, and what has been born from the spirit is spirit. Do not marvel because I told you, You people must be born again.” But Nicodemus wondered how anyone could be born again.—John 3:1-9.

Perhaps you also wonder what Jesus meant. Could his words apply to the sudden conversion experiences claimed by many who feel that they have been filled with God’s holy spirit?

Answer 5

Born again has to do with the Holy Spirit becoming an 'in dwelling' influence upon the life of someone who puts their trust in God through Jesus Christ.

Here's my testimony:
The Background
When I was very young my mother had already left the family. My father was absent and what later developed into a Manic Depression, Sexual Addiction, and was incapable of feeding us children.

There were times when I was very sad and hungry. I had a few times where I was thinking that there was more to all this, that life didn't have to be bad and death didn't have to be the end. I didn't understand why I felt that way, I just was reminded by no one in particular at times.

Life went on and I eventually ended up in an orphanage with one of my brothers.

When I was about 2 weeks into the orphanage experience, my grandparents come and rescued us from the orphanage in California and went to live with them in Arizona.

The Move and the Beginning of Terrible Things
It was there that I had my first 'episode' with a new phenomenon. It was something that wanted 'in' because it said it was tired and lonely. I wanted to resist, but I was still trying to form a thought about this encounter, people could be seen with the eyes, and this thing couldn't be seen with the eyes. So my 8 or 9 year old mind was still trying to make sense of the encounter and the thing imposed on me. It would come now and again at first uneventfully, then not too much later I began to have episodes of 'nightmares' and feelings that I couldn't process so I reacted. I was never asleep during these episodes. Everyone else was either still up or were in their beds. It was nighttime after all.

This was a reoccurring thing I experienced when I was a child, and into adulthood. It was as I came to understand a " spiritual experience. "

When I was a child, I was terrified of it. My family at the time would complain that I was having nightmares. They manifested even though I wasn't asleep. They were still there when I got out of bed. Eventually, I knew when it would come and wouldn't go to sleep, for I felt it coming. I link it into some experiences that I had of a creature that wasn't human that wanted a place to stay. I was a kid of about 8 or 9. I had no spiritual experience, Christianity I didn't understand.

The Description that I Made Up
This is my description of the thing ( a spirit I'll call it now) that I think I formed as a way of trying to make sense of it. I really do not think that I ever really saw it, but my mind was trying to process the information, as we might do when we do not understand what we see or understand, we begin to try to construct something we can relate to. Make it into something familiar. So this construct is what I was able to come up with, not that it was actually like this, but it is only what I came up with :
The thing was red and orange and tried to appear weak, but I thought it appeared to be acting, like it wasn't telling me the truth. It was humanoid in shape, but didn't keep it's form very well.

This is what I think it's approach to me was:
It pleaded with me to let it stay with me ( or 'in' me, like inside my body entirely) . I didn't want to really but it already was imposing. Later it would bring others, though I never remember any of them leaving until later. It was not much later that I had these feelings. They, as I said, terrified me. My grandmother said that she came into the room and saw me bucking like a bronco.

The Effects of the Terrible Thing:
I walked into my grandparents room late one night and told them,
" I hear a sound in my ears and it wont go away. "
This is the best description that I can come up with pertaining to that sound/ feeling at this time:
It started when, simultaneously I felt hot and thick, like my head was miles thick, and my fingers felt as thick as a tree trunk, a repetitive sound came to my ears. My mind thought that something was coming, and whatever was coming, it wasn't good. I could feel each breath I took as though it was volumes of hot air, escaping my nose. It bothered me, so I opened my mouth to breathe. I felt shaky because I didn't understand what was going on, and neither did anyone else. I'm still not sure either. I felt aware of the whole room, but at the same time I felt I was alone. If there was any other noise in or out of the house, it was part of the rhythm in my head. I began to imagine dominoes falling one right after the other. One would hit another it would hit another, then another, then another, and the last domino I couldn't see, but I knew I didn't want the last domino to fall. ( Yet again, I think that I constructed the domino thing because I had nothing else to go on, I did not understand the feelings I was having, so my young mind tried to make it into something I could understand. )
So the feeling/ sound would recede after a time, I was sweating, shaken and exhausted.

With the understanding that I now have, I think that I was being attacked in a spiritual manner. I could get up and walk, even talk, aware of the things around me, their meanings and values not changed, I knew who I was, who everyone else was and could call them by name, but my perception was dulled in a way yet sharpened in others. A paradox I know, but I didn't know that word then.

I never in any of these episodes hurt anyone and neither did I want to. I was not being violent, nor was it in me to be violent to anyone. If Hollywood got a hold of this, they would want it to be so, but it was not so.

Years Later, When I was 24 years old
I had come upon a time when I thought that I was Gay that I wanted to kill myself. Years of anti Gay input from people who I was supposed to look up to took their toll and I commenced to think that I was less human and a blight upon humanity. I thought that I was less than human. Even worse, harmful to the world in general. Conclusion: the world would be better off without me. Marijuana was something that I was addicted to, and paranoia would set in when I did it.

As a last ditch effort, I decided to put myself on the "Paths of the Gods". It was from a book series called the Crystal Caves, where the young Merlin was warned by his teacher that he would have to run away from the place he was living so that his Uncle would not kill him. The teacher said to him that the God's would either crush him, or help him. And so I adopted the idea, and would remind myself when my self loathing got so bad that I couldn't stand myself anymore. I would say to myself, " I am on the Paths of the Gods, and they will either crush me or let me live". ( What I didn't know is that I was making a faith statement, and I think that God heard me. I notice now that God does that, He will come down to the level of faith that a person has in order to lift them up, even though it is not perfectly viewed in solid Christian foundational teaching. He says that just a 'little trust' is all that is necessary. )

After being separated from the drug world that I was immersed in, I began to go to AA meetings and those that had to do with drug use more specifically. The barber that I went to began to preach to me, and I wanted to know what he was talking about. So I went to him even when I didn't need a haircut.

The Conversion
The night I was saved something incredible happened. My spiritual awakening was very noticeable. I did what is called 'The Sinners Prayer' . I was 24.

The Spirit of God came upon me and chased it away. I was also struck by the ability to speak in tongues. But I resisted because my sister in law was just outside the bedroom door and I knew that she would hear me if I did. I thought that she would think that I was crazy and I didn't even know what speaking in tongues was. The feeling/ sound came again and God's Spirit took it away again. The feeling/ sound has not returned since.

I then was given a vision of what I can only say was Heaven. i was immersed in God's Spirit, and His love was the most remarkable thing to experience. It was enveloping without being smothering, it was complete, without a need or unfulfilled desire, that's how it made me feel.

There was a great shout as though there were many people cheering for a few seconds. I thought that it was for me, but now I think that it was to praise God, because another person was now saved and a part of His kingdom.

There was a hill there, and I was sure that if I could walk around the hill that I would be able to see God. But there was something going on that caught my attention. It was people, or spirits, I don't know which, who were going in different directions, apparently off to do something for God.

And then the vision left me. And I was aware of the dark bedroom that I was in.

After that experience, I was changed. The spiritual attacks that I went through did not cease, but they were different, like they couldn't touch me anymore. I am God's son now. So the spiritual things that I experienced that had to do with them were experienced in dreams, some which were difficult to get out of, but by God's power I was able to remove myself from them.

Where I am Now
There was one time where one manifested over me where I slept. But I woke up in time to see it, and I shouted God's word in the dead of night ( I think it was about 2 or 3 AM ) , and it went away. For a long time now what I am receiving are dreams about symbols of things that tell me about what will happen to me, but none are really threatening. They only tell me of some kind of change or event in my life before they happen.

I took a lot of time with this post. I'm sorry that it is so long, but I had written bits and pieces of all these things before and didn't like what I wrote. At times, I was very inaccurate, I wanted to resolve those issues here and now so that I would have something to draw from which is accurate: I don't like telling the story wrong!

Thanks for reading it.