"Now if you are going to tell me you were saved at the age of 3 then you are one heck of a man"
That is what I am telling you, but I am (to use your language), one heck of a sinner (I come from a way back yonder generation---my folks taught us that words like "heck", "gee", "gosh", and "dadburnit", were thinly veiled cuss words and derivitives of hell, Jesus, God, and dammit---so---I even passed that heritige on to my kids as well.
I believe I gave my testimony on here about a year ago. In essence:
My mama would share the story like this- At the conclusion of a service, an invitation was being given to accept Christ. She said she felt this tugging on her dress and finally she looked down at me and I said: "Mama, I want to be saved." So------she 'sez she took me down to the altar and prayed with me and then I prayed my little heart out confessing how bad of a "little boy am I" and something wonderful happened. Jesus came into my heart!
Now Ron, I also have shared how I backslid at College and during my 20's I t'was no saint---But thank God, I eventually repented---our marriage was saved---and my little girl, who had been praying 'fer her daddy at a children's Christian summer camp---she got her counsellors, dorm mother and others to pray for me---and guess what! God answered her prayer---she ended up getting a new daddy and my wife ended up getting a new husband.
And, at times I am still one "heck" of a sinner----ouch---it's hard to even enquote that word. What an old-fashioned duffer am I.
Have a sensational evening.
Welcome to this motely crew of sinners, among whom are a group of earnest "becomers."
J. |
