My roommate and lifting partner in college was an ardent atheist.
I've been a devout Christian my entire life.
We spent every waking moment together, from the dorm room to the gym. I truly loved him like a brother.
After school ended, we went our separate ways and talked, at most, once a year.
He called me the other day to let me know he was having twins. This was literally one year after my Wife and I had ours.
In addition to the news of the babies, he let me know that he had dedicated his life to the Lord Jesus Christ.
I wept.
We debated theology constantly in school.
He would go with me to church every once in a while because he said he liked the "hot girls." I didn't care, I just wanted him to sit under hot Gospel preaching.
I felt like I failed him in a lot of ways. My answers weren't always the most buttoned up, and although I was living for the Lord, he still saw my sin daily.
Hearing his testimony, I was reminded that I have no power to save. It is the Lord's and His alone.
Let me encourage you to not grow weary in doing good.
You may not see the fruit of your efforts for years, or ever at all. But, seeing the fruit is not your duty. Planting and watering it is.
“The way to be happy is to be a real, thorough-going, true-hearted Christian. The Bible declares it, and experience proves it. The true Christian, the believer in Christ, the child of God- they, and they alone, are the happy ones.”
-J.C. Ryle
I was not raised Christian. In fact, I was raised to reject Christianity. My dad did everything he could to debunk it, to discredit it, to make sure we understood it as a lie. And I believed him.
I became a full-blown atheist feminist. I went to college. I chased the career. I lived the lifestyle that feminism promises will make you fulfilled: independence, casual dating, travel, education, success. And by every external measure, I had it. I won the game. But I was absolutely miserable.
Night after night, I would lie awake in bed until 4, 5, 6 in the morning, unable to sleep. I had everything I was told would give me peace. But all I had was anxiety. Panic. Emptiness. I had no purpose beyond the next “experience.” I had goals, and I met them, but they were hollow. They led nowhere.
Even as a child, I never had peace. I would lie in bed terrified by the thought that one day I would just… stop existing. Nothingness. That was the end. And that thought haunted me from my earliest memories. I’d lie awake with the heavy weight of oblivion pressing on my chest, with no comfort, no answer, no hope.
I never wanted to be a Christian. I hated Christianity. I hated traditional values. I believed everything progressivism taught, homosexuality, transgenderism, relativism, I thought it was all good. I mocked the things I now believe.
But then I met a Christian at work. He was kind. I respected him, so I listened. And he told me about Jesus.
Not just clichés or vague spirituality, he told me who Christ was. He answered questions I had buried for years, questions no one had ever answered without condescension or confusion. For the first time, someone made the Gospel make sense.
And when he told me why Christ died, when I heard the truth of the Gospel, I went home that night and believed.
And for the first time in my life, I slept. I mean really slept. No panic, no fear, no gnawing dread of the void. I had peace.
I never expected to be here. I never expected to be the one advocating for traditionalism, for faith, for truth. But God saves sinners. And I am living proof.
He found me in my rebellion, in my despair, in my hatred, and He opened my eyes.
Jesus Christ is real. And He is peace.
It wasn’t following the world that set me free. It was the cross.
Stop basing your assurance of salvation on the strength of your faith or your lack of sin.
Base your assurance on this: God chose you in Christ before the foundation of the world
I tell you, in the same way, there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous people who don’t need repentance.
Luke 15:7
🎵Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow
Blessings all mine with 10, 000 beside!
Great is Thy faithfulness!🎵
“Don’t believe everything you feel. Your emotions are the greatest liars you know. Preach the truth to your emotions, and, by the power of the Holy Spirit, the truth will begin to change your emotions.”
-Burk Parsons
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This day, the noise of battle,
the next the victor's song!
To him that overcometh,
a crown of life shall be;
he with the King of glory,
shall reign eternally.
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