30 years ago this week, I had an encounter that irrevocably altered the trajectory of my life.
In an old hot, barn type building, I reluctantly sat listening to a preacher man tell of the need for a Savior.
I wanted so bad to run out of there that night! As the preacher man started his closing comments, I began looking for my escape!
To my left sat my 2 children, David and Shelly; next to them was Rev David Archer, hands folded and praying for me!
As I turned to my right, looking for my wife, Sherri, I noticed she was gone, and was now down at the front of that old building, kneeling in prayer! My little sister Jenniferwas down there too!
I felt like I would explode, anxiety was building and I decided to leave the building . . . I needed air or I thought I would die.
When I reached the aisle, I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder; the next thing I knew, I was on my knees at the front of that old church building.
Some say weak men go to Jesus as an out; I wasn’t weak, I was broken, I did NOT want to be there, yet there I was!
Jesus came looking for me, and He gently cornered me that night, and looked into my heart. When my eyes met His, and with tears flowing, I said to Him: ” I got nothing to give you, nothing”
With compassion and grace He replied: “I’ll take it.”
30 years later I still love Him, the oddest thing . . . He still loves me!
Some of my dearest friends think Jesus is a joke, a fallacy propagated for over 2 millennia.
My earnest prayer today, is that the same Jesus that looked into my heart, would be pleased to look into yours!
