Forty-five years ago this week, at a high school Youth for Christ club Christmas party, I heard the gospel clearly for the first time. It was December 9, 1975. I was 17 years old. I realized that I was hopelessly lost, spiritually. When I responded by putting my faith in Jesus Christ, I was born again.
Unlike many testimonies you have probably heard, I was not saved out of a life of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. I realized years later that God had protected me from risky behavior in these categories.
So, what was taking place in my life that brought me to that decisive moment? Let me explain.
Good, but not good enough
I have to back up a few years before I describe what happened to me that day I became a Christian. I do not think many of my friends have heard me share this story in detail, so it is long overdue.
I grew up in a church-going family. I always thought I believed in God. However, I had never heard the gospel preached in such a way that I could understand how to begin this relationship with Jesus Christ. And yet, God was working on me, and was paving the way towards faith in Him.
In the mid-70’s, my dad took my sister and I to see the musical productions Jesus Christ Superstar and Godspell. I was struck mostly by the second one, especially in the song, “Day by Day”. I made these lyrics my own prayer: “Lord, dear Lord, three things I pray – to see thee more clearly, love thee more dearly, follow thee more nearly, day by day.” I still pray those words occasionally today.
The summer before my senior year in high school, in June of 1975, I went on a Boy Scout canoe trip in northern Minnesota and Canada. I remember praying a lot during that week-long, 100-mile journey. I prayed that I would catch fish, and I did. I prayed that I would get to see some wildlife, and I did. I was seeking after God. I believe He was revealing Himself to me through nature.
As I started my senior year, I had several goals. All of them were basically good, but ultimately unfulfilling. My most important goal was to take the right girl to prom. I had a list of half a dozen or more names. One by one, I scratched them off. When I ran out of options, I asked my best friend’s girl, who had just broken up with him. (One date with me, though, and they got back together!) I also wanted to become an Eagle Scout and get selected for the National Honor Society. If it sounds like I wanted to be like Richie Cunningham from “Happy Days”, you are exactly right.
This same best friend, who I met at the beginning of 8th grade when we moved to Kansas City, had invited me to come with him to the Youth for Christ club off and on for a long time. The group met in a church across the street from the high school on Tuesday nights. I finally decided to give in on that pre-ordained December evening, as it was their Christmas party. I am not sure why. Maybe I thought I could meet some pretty girls or put another wholesome activity on my NHS application.
I can’t remember much about what we did or what the speaker said. I do recall that he explained to me for the very first time that Jesus wanted to come in and change me from the inside out. This was exactly what I needed to hear. I was doing my best to be a good boy, just like Richie Cunningham. However, I was only focusing on my exterior: what I did, how I looked, and what I said. I tried to be that funny, smart, popular, handsome guy everybody liked, but I always seemed to fall short.
The message I heard loud and clear was that if I invited Jesus to come in and change my heart, then His goodness would last. The speaker asked us to imagine what would happen if a professional basketball player could somehow enter into a high school player’s body. He could coach him on what to do and actually enable him to make the shots. It made sense to me. When the speaker asked for us to bow our heads, close our eyes, and raise our hands if we wanted to follow Jesus, I did. I eagerly accepted Jesus as my Savior and Lord. I have not been the same since that day.
My Christian faith has impacted every single area of my life: my family, career, what I do, what I think, what I say, where I’ve been, and where I am going. Christianity was not just a religion I had joined. It was a new relationship with the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit that definitely has gotten richer over time. I began to truly know God. In knowing Him, He continued to transform me into the image of His Son, Jesus. Even after four and a half decades, I am still growing in my faith.
Try God.
Also Read:
- Men in the Bible: A Man of Considerable Goodwill
- The Myth of Omnipresence (1): The 5 Places God Always Is
- Overwhelmed
- Great Truths Adults Learned
- I Passed a Professional Exam and Got a Job After 10 Years
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