While attending college, I was approached several times by young people in airports, on campus and other places about a "personal relationship with Jesus Christ." Their words made sense but I was not yet ready to subscribe to what they were talking about. But the seeds were planted.

During my first year of marriage (to my wonderful husband for many more years now), we lived in a small apartment in New England. I saw my neighbor and her husband leaving for church each Sunday carrying a Bible with them. I thought that to be strange as I never saw anyone take their Bible to church. We had Bibles in the pews that were rarely opened.

As the year progressed, my neighbor and I would sew clothes together with our kitchen doors open that were backed up to each other so we could chat.

We discussed a great many things, including "religion." I told her what I thought; she told me what she thought. But something about her was different, much like the young people who would talk to me back in college. I realize now that I was growing convicted about my spiritual condition. It was an untouchable, difficult thing to discern, but my neighbor had something I did not. Little-by-little, I grew to want what she had.

She gave me a book to read which really piqued my interest. I also read my Bible in search of how to deal with the feelings I was having.

As my husband and I left for our first vacation, my neighbor tapped on my kitchen door. In tears, she told me she was worried about me. I walked her to her kitchen - now worried about her! She explained what is referred to as the "plan of Salvation" and asked if I wanted to meet Jesus Christ.

I said yes that day. She walked me through Bible verses to show me my need of a Savior, that I am a sinner, that Christ was the only way to pay for my sins, that He died on the cross in my place, and rose again so that I can live forever with Him in Heaven. I prayed, asked Him for forgiveness and sensed a huge weight had been lifted from my heart and joy replaced what used to be pain.

I finally had what my neighbor had: salvation and peace in my life.

In this Web log called Christian Fine Art Today, I will refer to Biblical principles but will not preach. That is not the purpose of this log. Nevertheless, I wanted you, my readers to know what my definition of a "Christian" is as there are many others circulating out there.

All the Best,