By Drew Bogan
It wasn’t till I used to be nearing 29 years previous that I believed in God. It occurred on the funeral of a younger man who had performed highschool lacrosse for me. I went from agnostic to believer in a flash, however my earlier life hadn’t offered me with any data of the God I now knew to be actual. I used to be determined to know extra. I left the funeral concurrently unhappy, elated, lonely, and confused.
I had made one professing Christian pal a number of months earlier than the funeral (God’s windfall), and I sought her out. She loaded me up with books. I knew my long-time barber to be a Christian, and once I advised him about my rebirth, he gave me a examine Bible. I learn voraciously. Understanding that God existed was exhilarating, however attending to know His nature and character added to the fun.
Lent was coming. I heard Christians had been supposed to provide one thing up. I remembered Catholic children in grade college denying themselves chocolate and Catholic coeds in faculty giving up beer (and solely consuming liquor). I did some analysis.
It seems Lent is about eradicating issues out of your life that maintain you from a clearer view of God. My problem was that I used to be too new to religion to have piled up a lot of a blockage. After consideration and prayer, it got here to me: what stored me from a clearer imaginative and prescient of God was ignorance. I made a decision that for Lent I’d learn the Gospels.
Jesus amazed me. I laughed when He advised them he’d elevate the temple in three days they usually thought He was speaking concerning the one fabricated from stone. Tears welled up when He walked away, although He advised them He can be with them till the very finish of the age. That first Lent was among the many most fun instances in my life. God had confronted me with the inarguable fact of His existence at that funeral, however studying the Gospels introduced me into relationship with Jesus, who He’s, and what He had achieved. John 6:45 leapt off the web page: “It’s written within the prophets, ‘They usually shall all be taught of God.’ Everybody who has heard and discovered from the Father, involves Me.” I had heard God. I had dived into Scripture. I had discovered from His Phrase. Now I used to be coming to Jesus.
The week of Good Friday and Easter was additionally spring break (I used to be instructing highschool), and I had no plans and no household or pals on the town. I used to be alone with God, studying the ultimate chapters of John every day in a quiet home. They overwhelmed me.
At Good Friday service, I sat within the sanctuary, arranging the understandings that had been coming my manner by way of Scripture and instructing. Not solely was Jesus actual and exquisite, he was completely vital. My sin was hopelessly rampant, and his grace was so, so undeserved. I completed John on Saturday and fell to my knees in tears.