27 May 13
Do you share your God-given testimony with people? I phrase it that way, “God-given”, because the story you have of personal redemption through Jesus Christ is not your story to keep to yourself. Every Christian has a story behind their salvation. Whether you were raised in the church, and were saved at an early age, or if you were drawn to Him late in life after making horrible choices and losing all that you held dear.
Each witness can reach people. No matter how you perceive your story, there are those that will respond to it. Cristy and I have been told that we have a story that is both horrible in what we did with our lives before Christ, and amazing in what He did and continues to do with our obedience.
I have been asked by some people about the worth of their story compared to that of my wife and I. My answer to that is that this is not a competition to see who can have either the most spiritually pure or most hellishly contaminated testimony. For every story out held by a believer, there are people that need to hear it. These people will relate to your witness and will find comfort and peace in it. Cristy and I have also heard, “Well, I thought what I was going through was bad, but after hearing how God has redeemed you from where you were, I have hope now!”
That’s not meant, nor is it taken as an insult, believe me. I love hearing that someone can take hope from our path to redemption. Hope is so important, and the ability to find it despite dire circumstances can make the difference between falling down and giving up, or repeatedly falling down, getting up and finishing the task.
This is a topic I will probably touch on repeatedly, because I consider it to be extremely important, and as such I will harp on it.
However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the good news of God’s grace.
On another note, some of you may have seen the picture below of my Great-Uncle Frank. This picture was taken of him shortly after an offensive during the Korean War. My Tio Pancho was one of the many hero Marines that fought in that engagement, yet after it was over, he didn’t pass out from exhaustion, he took the time to scrounge up what was needed to provide for a newborn kitten, showing mercy to one weaker than him in it’s time of need. That is character. That is a Man. That, is a United States Marine right there! I love and respect this man so much. He took the time to try to impart some of his wisdom and experiences on a very callow boy, and I will never forget him. Keep him in your prayers please in his declining years.
This picture was published as the cover of one of the wartime magazines of the time, but I never really thought about the fact that it was out there in the ether of the internet until my younger son, Connor, brought an iFunny post to my attention this evening. It is the lead photo on a montage of photos featuring various service members engaging in similar activities. I love our service men and women. Thank you for all you do to ensure that we continue to enjoy the God-given rights and liberties that should be enjoyed by everyone, though sadly, they are not. Thank you and God’s Blessings be upon you all.