How I came to know Christ starts with a man who didn’t believe that Christ was Lord. He would pick on people of any religion for the fun of it. If you said you believed something he would flip it around to make you feel like a fool. I remember him being very crafty with his words.
To him it was all fun and games to rattle people the way he did. He would mock my mother when she would try to take us to church and just be really cruel with his words. He had an above average intellect, but used it for his own personal enjoyment to make others feel confused.
The things he would tell us would cut straight through us. A lot of times I would have preferred him just to hit me, rather than yell at me about how I screwed something up.
See, my dad at the time was living for himself. Being abused mentally himself growing up, he did not know any better. He was the runt in his family and my grandpa reminded him of that quite often. So he figured out life the hard way.
Then God stepped in.
My dad didn’t have a relationship with God. Instead he built his life with my mom as his god. So one day, God did something most would consider cruel and took my mom away from him in the worst way possible. She didn’t die, she turned into someone who hated my father. After years of mental abuse she finally snapped. To my dad, she was the love of his life and she hated him.
When she left, my dad‘s world was flipped upside down. He got very low. I had never seen my dad cry before until the day I found out she was leaving him. I had never seen his soft side. He told us he loved us, but before she left he was just a disciplinary figure to me who I called dad. Luckily some good friends of my father asked him to go to church. Broken, he went and started listening. Slowly, I started to notice a change in him. The mighty, scary, powerhouse figure in my life was becoming humbled and peaceful.
And then he heard God say, “My son, you just found the love of your life.”
He then prayed and asked God for forgiveness and Jesus took his sins away.
I had never seen my dad so calm. He is now the greatest man alive that I know, well besides Jesus.
The Drastic Change
The miracle that happened to my father, the drastic change, was just the start of me figuring out who this Jesus was that saved my dad. My dad‘s friend that took him to church (who is now his sister-in-law), gave me a student bible around this time and I dove in. It took me all of my junior and senior years of high school, but I read every page in it. Even the little side notes. I read it and I heard God‘s voice in the background of every page.
He turned my mean old dad into a loving, caring father. Anyone that meets my dad now has no idea of what he was like before knowing Christ. He is the kindest, most generous person I know. The way my dad loves me after he found Christ is beyond words. You want to see someone with God in their heart? Then meet my dad.
I’ve seen what God can do and I am a believer. I believe His son was sent down to take my rightful place on the cross and to die for my sins. I owe him my life. Because He died for me, I now live for Him. To those who don’t believe God exists because they can’t see Him, here is a Billy Graham quote I will use to answer them:
“Can you see God? You haven’t seen him? I’ve never seen the wind. I see the effects of the wind, but I’ve never seen the wind. There’s a mystery to it.”
Such is God.
Y’all have a blessed one!