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A New Birth

by | Aug 26, 2018 | Cult, Freedom, Grace, The Year Of Courage

A New Birth

I can honestly say today was one of the happiest days of my life. Today I was baptized into the glorious TRUE Gospel!!

If you know much of my story, then you know that I actually accepted Christ as my savior at the age of ten. Soon after that I was baptized at my family’s current church. Just a short time, later, however, is when my family joined the cult and I became deceived by a false gospel — one of works and of legalism. While this didn’t take away my salvation, it certainly snatched away my understanding of beauty and gift of a salvation completely by grace.

As the days approached this past week I felt more and more excitement well up within me. This morning during Sunday School I COULD NOT remove the ridiculously large smile from my face! I was positively dancing with joy in the hallways! I felt like a little child again. This was such a huge step for me in my Journey to Grace. This was my public declaration of Jesus’s redemptive work in my life and my goodness, worship hour couldn’t start soon enough!

As I waited behind the church stage waiting for my turn to step forward, a dear friend came up and embraced my trembling body with her steady arms. We said a quick prayer and then I stepped forward. I stepped into the warm pool as a three minute video of my testimony began to play on the huge screen above. I sat in awe as I watched the woman sharing her story. “Could that really be me? Look at the joy and freedom in her eyes. Could that really be the same woman who was a scared, confused puddle of tears only 18 month before?”

Sitting there in the pool I began to weep new tears. But these tear were no longer of pain, confusion, and heartbreak. These were tears of joy. Of hope. Of love. Of freedom. Of life.

Emily in baptismal font, sharing testimony
Emily in baptismal font, getting ready
Emily in baptismal font, under water

At last the time arrived. As I began to dip below the surface of the water I said a brief prayer of thanks — for thankfulness was all my heart could express. I still remember the feeling of rising out of that water. It seemed to be in slow motion. As I emerged and the droplets of water began to fall away from my face, it felt as if the burden of the past was also falling away. The last bit of chains had been broken. I was indeed free, and now the world knew it. Oh! What a glorious feeling indeed!

I wrote the follwing on my Facebook page when I got home:

“There once was a little sheep named Emily. When she was 10 years old Jesus breathed life into her and made her born again. Soon after, however, she was led astray by a false leader and into a false gospel. Two years ago Jesus went after her, scooped her up, and carried her back to Him. He then used an amazing group of people and special little church to teach her about the true Gospel and true Love. Today this sheep named Emily was baptized in that same, special little church. The Gospel means GOOD NEWS for a reason. It brings freedom, and freedom is a beautiful thing. 💗💗💗

Emily in baptismal font: back up and arms up!
Emily in baptismal font, smiling big!

~Em

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About the Author

Emily Elizabeth Anderson is a Christian blogger and rising activist for people who have experienced abuse within a Christian environment.

After growing up in a fundamentalist cult for 23 years and experiencing childhood domestic violence, Emily began her journey to recovery in 2015 and eventually found Jesus to be her ultimate healer. She soon turned her passion for writing into a blog and her story has since been featured on several media outlets including NPR.

She married her best friend, Joshua, in 2020 and together they are passionate about educating on the realities of trauma survival and recovery, as well as supporting survivors they meet through their online community.

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