Monday, 1 September 2014

God rescues those who call out to him

I am not an unusually outgoing person, so it always makes me laugh that I became a preacher. I used to think people who talked about Jesus were weird. After my parents split up, our family stopped going to church. I was shy, and church bored me. From the age of 4 until the age of 11, I was given the option to go or not go with my older siblings. So I chose Sunday morning TV.
In those days we only had a few channels, so my Sunday morning education was primarily black-and-white movies about singing cowboys and Tarzan.
In the sixth grade, my mom decided to drag me back to church. It was one of those unusual churches where people teach the Bible and talk a lot about Jesus and following him.
I liked it well enough. I didn’t really mind all the talk of Jesus and the teaching from the Bible. As a matter of fact, I was genuinely interested to hear more about Jesus.

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