Several readers told me they cried when they read the ending of A Matter of Time. It didn’t surprise me, since I cried like a baby as I wrote it.
I’m referring to the scene in which Merri finally becomes a true believer in Jesus Christ. As I mentioned earlier, the Rewinding Time Series could have been called the Redemption of Merrideth Randall because it traces her thought processes along her journey of faith. In A Matter of Time, God breaks through Merri’s confusion and depression to show her that even an imperfect, insecure person from a dysfunctional family can be a part of God’s family. She is so relieved to finally be able to give up trying to measure up and allow Jesus to do all the heavy lifting!
I’ve known people whose salvation experience was similar to Merri’s but I don’t mean to imply that a teary emotional scene is a requisite part of being “born again” for everyone. Some people don’t even remember the moment of salvation, as I point out in “The List,” one of the free short stories for subscribers to my V.I.P. Readers list. (You really ought to sign up.)
I was eleven and sitting in church with my mom and siblings one spring morning when the light came on for me. It was more like one of those light bulbs over your head that you see in cartoons than a ray of light coming down from Heaven. In a sudden moment of clarity I realized that all that stuff the preacher had been yammering on about every Sunday applied to ME and not just to the “heathens.”
The impetus for my break-through moment was when my big brother stood up and walked the aisle during the invitation. If he needed to be saved, then so did I! Before that moment, I had blithely assumed that my family’s regular church attendance, Bible reading, and monetary contributions would assure us all places in Heaven. But it sank in that all that stuff wasn’t going to cut the mustard with God. I needed Jesus! So I got up and walked the aisle, too. (Another non-requisite action!)
The preacher asked me if I desired Christ in my heart. I wasn’t certain what the word “desire” meant, but I got the general gist and mumbled “yes.” I soon found out that the battle for my heart was just beginning—that sanctification is a lifelong process. Merri learns this too in More than Meets the Eye, the final book of the series.
Where are you in the journey? Still searching? Or have you put your faith in Jesus? Email me. I’d love to hear about your experience.
P.S. You can read Merri’s experience in chapter 22 of A Matter of Time. And check out the photo album for A Matter of Time on my Facebook Author Page