Testimony

Good Morning!

I finally got around to checking my Facebook messages yesterday and found out that one of the Stewart clan is attempting to get a reunion started. As I read through the comments from several of what were youngsters at the time, good memories flooded my soul.

Testimony time:
I grew up a Presbyterian. I was very much less than devout. I was more OUT and devout. Norma and I had moved from the north side of Atlanta to College Park in 1971. One Saturday a red and white church bus drove through the apartment complex we were living in. They gave Jim and Heather each a piece of bubble gum and invited them and Miss N to ride the bus the next day to church. I didn’t go … I needed my sleep.

Several weeks later, Miss N prodded me into getting on that bus and going to Sunday school and Church at a Baptist church!!! I sat silently through that first Sunday school session and through the subsequent Church service. The next night, the Sunday school teacher showed up at my house. I was polite … but not interested. But I rode the bus the next week … and the week after … and so on. The next thing I knew, I was driving the bus. And I was enjoying the Sunday school and worship. The Bible that I had just given a cursory look before seemed to contain more of what I needed.

Somewhere along the line, the Holy Spirit was gently knocking on the door of my heart … preparing me to accept Jesus as Lord as well as Savior. And on December 3, 1971 … soon to be forty years … I made that commitment. I haven’t been able to shut up since … as many of you already know.

There is just something special about Jesus Christ that changes lives. It changed mine. And I know it will change yours.

Agape’


Mr. Jim