October 16, 1969 That was the day I gave my life to Christ. I have never denied that nor have I ever questioned that. Yes, there are times when I ask myself how someone could do or think the things I do or have done, think or have thought, and still call myself a Christian….but then I suppose I’m not alone in that arena. But I have never denied the decision I made that evening in a living room in Pasco, WA during a Campus Crusade for Christ meeting among a dozen or so other college students.
That was the day I came to “know” God’s name. I came to “trust” Him, to “seek” Him. That was the day my life was turned right side up! Am I doing that today, I guess if you mean today then I suppose you could say yes. If you mean recently then definitely not. But like the “Hound of Heaven” I have never been able to escape that one fateful day on October 16, 1969! I always have to deal with that!
It would be easy if I could dismiss it as a hoax. Write it off as a drunken stupor. Erase it as though it were a figment of my imagination. Blot it out the same way I would a bad dream. But I can’t. I was there!!! I know what happened!!! I may not be living a life that is glorifying to him, but you could put a gun to my head and I would never deny that day! Never!
So that’s my conundrum….