The conversations we have with people can be very
superficial, but every now and then a word or a phrase can change your
life. During my life I had plenty of
conversations and many were meaningless but the conversation I'm about to share
with you was when the journey began.
We all know there is a meeting, but the one which
really counts is the meeting after the meeting.
This was the most meaningful conversation I've ever had.
I was meeting with the leader of the lay witness
meeting after everyone had gone home. I
asked him about the stirring inside of me, something was happening and I wasn't
sure what it was. I asked the question
about being born again, it had been brought up in the middle of the
conversation several times. I had no idea what it meant, same with the word
salvation, but I did have an idea about who Jesus was but what did He mean in
my life?
I began to say things, "I think I must be born
again, tonight".
He told me to wait till Sunday Morning and there would
be an alter call and I could come forward then and accept Jesus. "Wait
what if I get run over by a truck when I leave the church will I go to
heaven?" I was very insistent on
him praying for me tonight.
He prayed and I was born again. The date was March 1977, I don't remember the
day but I do remember the month and year when I was saved and Jesus brought me
salvation from all of my past, present and future sin. Awesome a date to remember.
This was the first step in a very incredible
journey. I had no idea where it was to
lead. I remember I got saved again on
Friday night, Saturday night and the big event on Sunday morning when I was
supposed to come forward, over 50 people accepted Jesus at the alter on Sunday
morning. What an experience, my wife,
Kay, my parents, my sister and many of my new church friends accepted Jesus as
their savior.
I found out what an adventure we were all about to
embark on. During the next six months,
we had started a bible study on about every night of the week. My special one
was the youth group on Sunday nights. The Baptist kids and Methodist kids all
joined up and we met every Sunday night.
Our group started with about 7 kids by the end of summer we had over 50
kids coming to our group.
We had couples groups, lady groups, another favorite
was the men's group where I was about to take another step of faith, into the
world of ministry. On Friday nights, everyone would come to our house and we
would have a speaker come in from Omaha and teach us the Word. These meetings
went on for about 2 years. It was so exciting to learn what the power of the
Holy Spirit was about to do in our lives.
These steps were some of the most important steps, we
would take. These first steps of a
journey are usually the hardest steps to take. Because you have to make them by
faith.