Inspire Holiness

  If someone were to ask me how to come to faith in Christ, this would be my answer: Just fall, on Him.  'Just fall' is an answer to many a person's point in life or journey to, or in, God. And it's relevant even to those with depth of spiritual maturity. We can see in the Word that notable figures had a reliance on God for their whole life, and they had an understanding of God's sovereignty, even if they didn't fully understand it. "For of him, and through him, and to him, are all things: to whom be glory for ever. Amen." — Romans 11:36  As we get older, our sins become seemingly more apparent, even if we perceive ourselves to be sinning less. Even as I write this, I feel convicted that I'm suggesting faith is a performance, may it never be! Though I do think that my glaring sin does help me to address my sinful behaviour. And at these times, it's another opportunity to 'Just fall'.  I believe we get to a point in our faith where we k...

From the previous post in this beginning series, you will see that I question 'where it all started'. Well, I do not know the answer to that, but I do know some of the steps.  One of these steps came at the ripe old age of 17. I was living in St. Louis, Missouri and working for a business that closed down residential swimming pools for the winter. It was a seasonal job, and I was put alongside a man who must have been in his late twenties at the time, Randy Lough. I cannot remember much of the job, but I do remember Randy very well. He was the first Christian I remember meeting. Randy (Randy Clough) loved talking about Jesus. I have no doubt there was an aspect of evangelising, but what pointed me to Jesus was the sincerity, not of what he was saying, but of the evidence of his tears and how his conversion had impacted his life. I did not know Randy previously, so I did not know him when he was not following the Lord, but needless to say, the change had been dramatic; well, at ...

I'm not sure where it all began. Was it in the womb, through other people's prayers, was it before the foundation of the earth, was it when I wondered about my own self-existence as a child, or was it when the Gospel was preached to me? Or was it an accumulation of all the above? I do remember as a child when I realised my parents didn't know everything, and in that moment, the world became a much bigger place. That's when I started questioning my own self-existence.  By that age, I had already pondered on the existence of God, albeit mildly. I remember my mother telling me that she was given a necklace with a cross on it by the owners of a sweet shop that she would go by often. I mention that because she was 16 years old when she was pregnant with me, and being pregnant so young was obviously looked down upon, even more so in the 1970's. I am making a fair assumption that they were most likely a Christian couple and prayed for my mother and me - yet to be born. I c...