On October 22 of the year 2002, there was a very amazing thing that happened. Most people are like, “whatever,” but for me it was wonderful.
It all took place at a church band practice on a Tuesday night. We were practicing for the upcoming Sunday’s p.m. worship set. After a few tunes Pastor Rodney led us in a soulful prayer time. Just on our faces before our Creator, the Holy One. After a little time and a few circumstances I walked to the front of the church where we had been practicing. It was around 11:15 p.m. I looked around and said, “I don’t know how to say this, but God is telling me that I’m not a Christian. I want to become one.”
The guys prayed over me and hugged and wept with me. It was an amazing time.
So where am I now? How have I grown? Well, I haven’t grown as much as I needed to or could have. I am still fighting the trust factor of all of the facets of life. I don’t study the truth everyday…or every other day…or consistantly at all. My prayer life is weak.
God is my strength. I have close friends that remind me to trust God. I have a wife that shows me compassion and altruistic love. I have a daughter that teaches me that dependance on God is a beautiful and intimate thing.
Fellow Christians- continue on the path set forth and set in motion by the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
Prodigal Thinker 