First, thank you to gazzer and HeartSong for your kind posts. In today's world, when you can find something that makes you smile, it's a blessing!
For those who don't know me, my name is Keith and I live in Minnesota. There's more detailed info in the New Guy in MN welcome forum from when I was here last so I won't bore anyone with that. Suffice it to say that about three years ago, I was awakened out of American Cultural Christianity when I watched Paul Washer's Shocking Message. It made me both shake in my shoes as well as fill me with joy. I had previously come out of the damning Word of Faith movement. Not because I desired money, but because I didn't know how to think for myself and blindly followed others. Even when I was in it, I knew it couldn't possibly be right.
For that matter, I was dismayed with churches in general because I never felt that what was happening there (the traditions, the music, the kid's game rooms, the social-ness without truth or sincerity, the politics, the watered down messages, etc.,) was real or meaningful. It felt fake. It was like going to an amusement park and the feeling wore off when you got back into your car and reality set in again. Is this what the biblical church is? If I read the Bible for myself, without outside influence, is this what I would have come up with for how we're to do church and the Christian life?
But, I kept my mouth shut because, frankly, who was I? Nobody. I couldn't possibly know better than the thousands upon millions who are living this way. So, I kept silent. Confused. Hurt.
After watching Paul Washer's video, I was scared to death! I sat in my chair trembling -literally. I had allowed myself to remain clueless and let others think for me, telling me how to act and what to do when it came to Christianity. I could have died in my sin at any time! I'm not right with God! This is true, I KNOW IT IS! I repented and wept. (Little did I know that both the repenting and weeping were to become part of my daily life.) I knew there was joy inside me, too, because I always knew that Christianity HAD TO BE more than what I had seen or experienced. And I wanted more. I wanted all of it.
I found Sermon Index while researching men like Charles Spurgeon and John Wesley. I heard those names from Paul Washer. I joined Sermon Index, shared my story and felt true kinship with the family of God for the first time in my life. I was home.
I called Heart Cry to tell them my story. They sent me free resources and told me about John Piper's church, Bethlehem Baptist. I was very, very nervous about attending another church. I had been hurt so, so, so badly by churches. I had scars that ran deep. I was STILL hurting. I went to my first service and walked out before it began. I couldn't do it. It took time for me to trust again. But, God was there for me. And so was Sermon Index.
I devoured the site and reveled in the fellowship. But soon I found myself posting too much. It felt frivolous and, even though I stayed out of the arguments, many of the old feelings were coming back. The things of God were feeling too casual again. The Holy Spirit took hold of me and I knew what I was supposed to do. Stop posting. Stop with the online sermons. Sit at the feet of Jesus. Read His Word and pray.
And so I did. (cont.,)
