I was saved in my second year of drama school while on an exchange program to the USA. It dramatically changed my life.
My tutors back in England were notified if any major events happened when we were out in the States. So they had been told that while in Philadelphia a close friend of mine had died and then a few months later a lecturer had also passed away. Prepared for a broken Katherine to return, they were shocked when I came back more whole, healed and content than they had ever seen.
During our welcome back tutorials, one of my lecturers asked if I’d fallen in love and I said,
“Yeah, I’ve fallen in love with Jesus.”
He laughed, then realized I wasn’t joking and said,
"I hope you’re not one of those evangelical nutters."
He realized I was one of those evangelical nutters and I was called Christian Katherine, Mary Magdelene, Bible Basher by coursemates and tutors for the rest of my degree.
The names didn’t really bother me because I was known for being a Christian, there was no mistaking what Jesus had done in my life. How could I not tell people I’m a Christian? Jesus is why I’m alive and who I live for. I owe everything to him.
Now I’m not saying you should go around telling your lecturers that Jesus is your boyfriend and asking your coursemates whether they want to be washed in the blood of the lamb. But you do need to tell people you’re a Christian. I’m so grateful that people shared their faith with me and invited me into their lives.