My Faith

I gotta tell you, I am a Christian.

Some are offended by people who believe as I do, but let me tell you about one of my experiences.

When I was about 15 I had an experience that I call my "road to Damascus" experience.

You see, just like what happened to Paul on his way to Damascus, I was also one day walking along a road and I felt the need to accept Christ as my savior.

The sensation I had was more than just a feeling to me.
The experience I had was very much like a voice speaking directly to me, to my heart or soul if you will. And I knew what that voice was.

A few weeks later I was hit by a car while I was riding my bike. the car was speeding and my bike was in poor condition to begin with.

I saw the car coming at me at the last second and that same voice as before told me to turn my wheel away, I did and because of that move, the car caught my back tire and threw me on the hood of the car instead of taking me under.

While rolling around on the hood I briefly lost consciousness, when I came to again I was standing at the side of the road, slightly stunned.

This all occurred at a corner where the local fire department had a shed where it stored "extra" fire engines. (the fire Department was all volunteer). Usually they did not ever need to take the engines out for much, by chance on the day in question, they had taken one of the fire engines out.
This is why about 2 minutes after the accident there was A fire engine on the scene. the only one in it was the engineer but He pulled over to the side of the road and turned on his lights.
An Ambulance was driving by at the top of the hill on the way to the ambulance drivers house so he could get some lunch, he saw the fire engine with lights on and he and his partner decided to investigate, within Three minutes of my accident the ambulance was there.

A neighbor heard the ruckus and came to investigate recognized me and went to call my mom. THE ONLY CALL MADE.

soon she too was on the scene.

I was given all that I needed in that moment, and there were way to many "coincidences" for it to NOT have been planned.

When I arrived at the hospital I was checked by the doctor who found several skin abrasions from traumatic contact with a rough surface (road rash) and a mild concussion.

I believe right there that God Stepped in and worked in my life.

Recently I started reading a book by John Piper titled Future Grace.

In this book I have read that we sometimes fall into the "Debtor's Ethic" where we feel like we have to repay someone for times when they do something nice or give us gifts. But the gratitude we feel towards God for the gifts, the grace, he gives us can not be repaid.

The only "payment" we can make on such a thing is to expect the continuing of his work in our lives or "Future Grace".

I think this is easier for me to understand because in the event's of my car accident I see All these different ways that God worked.

First, he started getting things ready before I would need them, Having the fire Department pull an Engine from that location which would need returning.

Second, he met me in my need WHEN I NEEDED it. Not before not after but When I had a need he provided it.

Third, the provision he gave was full and complete to the last amount necessary. There was no more nor less then I needed.

When I see that Grace then, According to Piper, I need to realize I can never repay God for that. All I can do is to thank him for that grace. And Always trust in him that he will know my need and provide for it... When I need it.

Now that is a great thing.