I went forward at an alter call at a Billy Graham crusade when I was 5 at Angel stadium.
I distinctly remember deciding to go forward, and distinctly remember making the long walk down the stairs to the field. I had no idea at the time that I was not under my own power, that I was being forced to do that. That God, He is a sneaky dictator isn't He?
Makes me wonder what else I've been forced to do that I thought was my own participation.
I suppose that means when I decide not to go to church on a certain day, God is forcing me to (not) do that as well.
Ima gonna call Him the Holy Armtwister from now on!