By the time Piper and I both came home after attending a year at Chico State University in the fall of 1974, I was working full-time at Sears and developing a photography business on the side. Piper enrolled at the SRJC in their Early Childhood Development program and was also soon employed as an intern teacher at a local Pentecostal church’s large pre-school.
From then on, I was pretty much attending her Baptist
church full-time and we were fully ensconced in their services, events and
outreaches. We were there just about
every time they opened their doors. A
church event did not seem complete until my little black MGB and her red Pinto
woody wagon were parked next to each other in the church parking lot! And besides her church’s activities, we had
also branched out and become involved in some community charismatic meetings.
At Chico we had joined both the Christian College group
InterVarsity and the Catholic Newman Center and regularly attended their
events. During that time Piper had given
me my first complete Bible. It was a
large orange covered New American Standard Bible. I still didn’t know very much about the Bible
at that time, but I sure felt self-important with that big book that I proudly
carried to church and our college group meetings as we walked around campus together. But as I’ve mentioned in past blogs… I was
drawn to that book in a special way.
At times it almost felt like it was calling my name!
The first thing I did – and continued to do for many
years later with every new Bible I picked up – was to put a tab on the
Table of Contents page so that I could quickly find the book of the Bible that
was being taught or preached on… without looking like I didn’t know where it
was! That book got a lot of use over
the years that we dated. Today it is a WELL-WORN
tattered, stained and torn book that still get some regular looksie’s. In the first year of our marriage, Piper
surprised me and presented me with a hand-made (machine sewn... I had given her a sewing machine for our 1st Christmas), custom blue jeans Bible cover
for my orange book, that she designed and sewed, complete with pockets front
and back. So now the book was not only
special to me but COOL as well!
In those days and months leading up to our wedding, Piper’s
and my conversations over our faith continued, but I began to notice that many
of the scriptures she talked about, spiritual thoughts we shared and even the
Christian lingo people spoke in the foyer of their beautiful church, that used
to seem foreign to me… was suddenly beginning to make sense to me… and I not
only enjoyed hearing it, but also being a part of the family of God. It was then that I began to feel a real
connection between me and Jesus Christ… the “Mystery Man” of my
childhood, was also becoming very familiar to me!
I never responded to all the different “Altar Call’s”
that were made in the many services we attended because I always felt that I
was already a Christian. But I clearly
recall one night a few weeks prior to our wedding day when Piper and I had been
to a special service. After I had
dropped her off at her home (complete with a few… okay… maybe more than just
a few… good night kisses) I could literally feel what I would later learn
was the presence of God in my MGB as I drove back to my parent’s place.
I can’t even explain the way I felt, except to say that the
atmosphere in that little two-seater was charged with an energy of peace and
joy that I had never experienced before.
It was slightly similar to… but yet 100 times better and stronger,
than the night I asked Piper to marry me (in that car… I know… very
romantic…) some two years before!
I was thankful that my parents had already retired for the
evening as I stumbled in the front door and down the long hallway to my
bedroom. I don’t think that I even
turned the light on, but closed the door and threw myself onto my bed where I
began to quietly worship the Lord! After
a while, I finally stopped talking and singing to the Lord and just laid on my
back with a big smile on my face. Then I
suddenly got serious and said “Lord, I’ve always believed that I was
saved, but tonight I want to make sure.”
The Apostle Paul tells us the exact formula to
get right with God in Romans 10:9 where he declared, “that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and you believe in
your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you shall be saved.” (EMTV)
So right then and there, laying on my back in my little
twin bed, I closed my eyes and verbally confessed Jesus as the Lord and Savior
of my life, while believing in my heart that Jesus had shed His blood for me on
Calvary and died for my sins, and that God had raised Him from the dead, so
that I could live forever with Him… totally
cleansed and forgiven… as a born-again Christian.
I’m not sure if I actually got any sleep that night, but I
couldn’t wait until the next day when I could tell Piper what had happened to
me! From that night on, I lived my life
with a greater certainty of my present and future. The Word of God written in the big jean
covered Bible of mine began to take a greater and stronger place in my
life. And while I didn’t necessarily
feel a great desire to hit the streets and tell people about Jesus, I did
soon discover that I really enjoyed teaching others about Him.
It’s when that creative gene in me began to bloom! Both Piper and I wanted the people we had the
honor to lead in Christian ministry, to come to know Jesus as a trustworthy,
fun, rewarding, loving and all-inclusive, miracle working God with Whom they
could ALWAYS depend on. So,
we tended to use a wide variety of teaching tools, drama, music, film and other
fun methodologies by which to present the gospel of Jesus Christ.
But just like I had a whole live-time ahead to learn about,
cultivate and make a wonderful life with my new wife, I also had a lot of
things to learn and develop in my Christian life and within my personal
relationship with Jesus Christ. But
don’t take that wrong… it was to be a VERY GOOD thing… and the best was yet to come!
Have a great new week, stay tuned for part 4 in our series on
it’s:
“Not WHAT or HOW MUCH but WHO”
…and as you do, keep expecting God’s best for
your life!
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