My stepmother was witnessing to me. I was catholic and couldn't get past the beliefs I had. We talked for 3 hours about them. At 12:30 am, I relinquished the beliefs I had, and asked the Lord Jesus into my heart. When I prayed, I felt Him enter. It was like something I cannot even now all these year later put into words. It was such joy that even typing about it brings back the sensation. Truly joy unspeakable. Something baptists don't talk about or believe, but I kept it in my heart. Then when I was 22, I was crying out for more of God, and He sent a woman to our church of 12 who spoke on the power of the Holy Spirit. God heard my cry just like the Macedonian to Paul, she was told to come to our church. When I went to her home to meet with her husband, we prayed and worshiped the Lord and with one praising the Lord in front of me and the other behind me, both with one hand raised in worship and the other on my chest and back, I had a swelling deep in my chest that was coming up my throat and when I let it out, these wonderful words poured out as I worshiped the Lord with 100 times more presence than when I got saved. My eyes were closed and I felt a warm oil being poured on my head and I was just shouting for joy. I thought they were doing it to me as was part of this process, but when a lot of time passed, but seemed like seconds, the Presence brought rest and I could relax, I went to fix my hair, thinking it must be a mess from the oil, and it was DRY! I asked them about it and they just looked at each other and shouted for joy! So I did too! Then as we were sitting on the sofa in peace, the husband just said out of the blue, "I wonder why God spoke everything into existence." And without hesitation I said, "Because like an arrow, words have their own power." I was amazed because I hadn't given it any thought! God just put it on my lips! Glory to God!!!