Some of my thoughts lately have been about being "saved" and at what point that occurs. In my life, I accepted Christ into my heart and asked him to save me from my sins at age 3. I know that at that point I understood my utter hopelessness for any other redemption except for in the name of Jesus. And I also know that it was the point at which my name was written in the Book of Life.
But I also know that I did not fully understand many things about God at that point. I didn't really understand just how much God loves me. I didn't understand the concept of my life being radically changed by my relationship with the God of the universe. I don't think I understood the concept of rules and standards being followed not because of legalism but because it pleases God for us to be holy. I didn't understand grace.
Those are just a few examples. Many concepts which I now consider to be core to my belief in God I didn't know of or understand at the point when I accepted Christ. It's confusing. It's like I loved Christ before I even knew why I loved him. I just knew there was nothing else for me, and as a young child, I believed and loved whole-heartedly.
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