Post by will on Apr 26, 2005 18:22:18 GMT -5
I was born into a Christian home. My dad was an Assistant IFB pastor, and both parent's were teachers in our churches Christian school. I made a profession of faith when I was four years old and was baptized a couple years later.
During my teen years, I was secretly involved in dark witchcraft and other aspects of the occult(my own version of Christo-paganism or Christian paganism). After high school, I went to a Independent Baptist college. It was at this college that I was saved by the grace of God. After that year at college, I went to a different college because I couldn't afford to return, and to be honest, I really lacked the ambition.
While at this next Bible college, my grandmother died. My grandmother and I had been very close, as she was deaf and I was the only person in the family who learned sign language. After she died, I turned my back on God and began to rebel against the authority at college, and at home. When I returned home, I moved out of my parent's house, and in with a friend.
After moving out of my parent's house, I began drinking heavily and partying hard. I was still attending church someplace other than where I grew up, but had no real interest in it. I was just doing what I had grown up doing. After a couple years of this, I sank into a very deep depression, and attempted suicide.
After all this, I had a few devoted Christian friends who spent some time with me helping me get back on my feet emotionally and spiritually. Today, I'm a much stronger, more devoted Christian than ever. I've also discovered that I'm much more conservative than I realized when I was younger(that's a shocker for anybody). Over the past couple years, I've come to embrace the headcovering, the Holy Kiss, feet washing, etc. I'm much more of a plain Christian than I ever thought I would be(I kinda figured that I would end up in one of these non-denominational, rock 'n roll type churches).
As I look back on my life, I can see how God protected me from myself. I can only praise and thank God for all of His many blessings, unworthy though I am. Ain't God good!
During my teen years, I was secretly involved in dark witchcraft and other aspects of the occult(my own version of Christo-paganism or Christian paganism). After high school, I went to a Independent Baptist college. It was at this college that I was saved by the grace of God. After that year at college, I went to a different college because I couldn't afford to return, and to be honest, I really lacked the ambition.
While at this next Bible college, my grandmother died. My grandmother and I had been very close, as she was deaf and I was the only person in the family who learned sign language. After she died, I turned my back on God and began to rebel against the authority at college, and at home. When I returned home, I moved out of my parent's house, and in with a friend.
After moving out of my parent's house, I began drinking heavily and partying hard. I was still attending church someplace other than where I grew up, but had no real interest in it. I was just doing what I had grown up doing. After a couple years of this, I sank into a very deep depression, and attempted suicide.
After all this, I had a few devoted Christian friends who spent some time with me helping me get back on my feet emotionally and spiritually. Today, I'm a much stronger, more devoted Christian than ever. I've also discovered that I'm much more conservative than I realized when I was younger(that's a shocker for anybody). Over the past couple years, I've come to embrace the headcovering, the Holy Kiss, feet washing, etc. I'm much more of a plain Christian than I ever thought I would be(I kinda figured that I would end up in one of these non-denominational, rock 'n roll type churches).
As I look back on my life, I can see how God protected me from myself. I can only praise and thank God for all of His many blessings, unworthy though I am. Ain't God good!