Dan
King's Personal Page
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In the course of my 51 years of life, I spent the first 19
years as a "religious" person. Thinking that the
religion that I was involved with was somehow going work in
my favor if I ever met God face to face.
I figured that I was as good or as bad as the next guy. Back
then I thought God would grade me on a curve. Somehow he would
put men like Adolf Hitler on one end of the scale and put
folks like Mother Theresa and Billy Graham on the other and
I would be somewhere in the middle for sure.
Then on Memorial day weekend 1974 I was introduced to Jesus
Christ.
I read the Bible once in a great while but it never made any
sense to me. In the living room of our appartment my brother-in-law
opened the Bible to Ephesians chapter 2 (which is in the New
Testament) and read a simple paragraph:
" For it is by
grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not
from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not
by works, so that
no one can boast."
He explained to me that what God wanted to was to
give me a gift and that He wanted me to just receive
it by faith, not because I was a
good guy but just because He loved me. It had nothing to do
with what kind of person I was, He just loved me.
That was a pretty simple thing to understand but something
happened when I read it out loud. It was like a light turned
on inside of me.
It was like I was being fed a food from some source outside
of myself. Life began to all of a sudden make sense. The pieces
came together. I began to have a purpose and something to
hold on to that was solid and immovable.
It was Jesus Christ. Somehow he was speaking to me. I couldn't
see Him or hear Him but He was there talking to me in my spirit
which I didn't even know I had. Want
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