I’ve heard some mighty fine testimonies, haven’t you? I’ve listened with piqued curiosity and amazement to stories of how God has snatched people out of lives of crime, alcoholism, loose living, and defiance to put them on the narrow path. And I’ve heard the powerful personal stories of folks who once claimed to be atheists, agnostics or simply disinterested, and how they came to believe in a big and loving God.
As I’ve listened to the testimonies of people whom God miraculously delivered from such desperate and doomed situations, I’ve sometimes felt that my personal testimony was somehow second rate. Have you ever felt that way?
I was raised in a Christian home and attended a Bible-teaching Christian church multiple times each week. That of course does not make me a Christian. But what happened at that church did result in me becoming a believer.
Each week, as a child and a young person, I heard the Word of God preached from the pulpit by men of God. They were not perfect men, but they were men who loved the Lord and loved the Bible. They preached it with varying styles and voices. One pastor who had a mangled hand preached each week with that one hand in his pocket during the entire sermon. One ended every sermon with “Are you listening? Are you sure you’re listening?” And another preached with such sincerity and passion that he had to dab at the sweat on his forehead with a neatly folded white handkerchief multiple times during every sermon. I think he still does.
But one thing they had in common: they all preached God’s Word.
- I know Him very, very well. And I’ll know Him yet better. But I know my God.
- I’ve felt His firm, fatherly grip and I do not doubt that He is able to “keep that which I’ve committed unto Him against that day.”
- Because I’ve experienced Christ’s presence in my life through ups and downs, times when I drew close and times when I pulled away, I have no doubt that He will faithfully walk with each of my children through their journeys too, even when they are not especially aware of His presence.
- I have had the companionship and the power of the Holy Spirit in my life for a long time. That is something to praise God for. I’ve needed a lot of work! So it’s good that He’s had a long time to “fit me for heaven.”
- I’ve tasted and seen that He is good! And finally, a few years ago, I really began to feast on His goodness. That resulted in my Bible study, Satisfied…at Last!
- I’ve had the privilege of serving Him for many years. And I do count it a privilege and responsibility. But it’s also quite a blessing.
- I’ve witnessed countless miracles – some so big that others witnessed them too; others so intimately personal that I couldn’t adequately articulate them, but they’re just as big.
Have you ever felt like your salvation testimony was somehow lacking in dynamics? I think that’s a ploy of Satan. Don’t you? If he can convince us that we have nothing worth sharing, then we’ll undoubtedly keep quiet about the most important thing that ever happened in our lives. Now that would be a shame.
When did you begin to walk with the Lord? Whether your relationship with Christ began at an early age or only after you had experienced the bumps and bruises of life without Him, His timing is perfect, tailor made. I urge you to rejoice in the day of your salvation…whenever it was. Praise the Lord!