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I hope that this little story of mine will speak to the hearts of anyone else who is in a similar situation that I was in and might give them encouragement and hope.
(I’ll save the part where I first went from atheist to Christian for another day.)
Finally I became a believer in Jesus and the Bible, so I decided to buy my first Bible. Such an exciting moment that was!
So I dug in and began reading the New Testament. I read it any time I could, almost always eagerly. I read it before bed, in the morning, at stop lights, while on break or lunch at work, during dinner, to my kids at bed time, pretty much any time I could. I loved it!
I also decided we needed to worship God properly at a church, so we googled it and looked for churches nearby. We found one and started going, and they were really eager to get us in there as regular members, and I knew their intentions were good. I remember saying to my wife “oh look, the sign says Lutheran. I guess we’re Lutherans now!” But she said “no, I’m a Christian,” meaning she didn’t follow one person or another, just Christ.
At this point I had read most of the New Testament and remembered a gigantic portion of it somehow. And of course I had many questions on what Jesus and Paul and James and John and Luke and Peter etc. meant when they said this or that. I had less important questions, like whether the Resurrection would be of body or spirit only, and more important questions, such as how to obtain eternal life.
Often times I would read verses like Jesus saying “away from me you evildoers, I don’t know who you are or where you come from” or the parable of the improperly-attired man being thrown out of the wedding banquet, and they scared me immensely and made me very worried! I also read where it said to make every effort to fit through the narrow door. And how we should work out our salvation in fear and trembling. So naturally I feared and trembled. And panicked!
The first thing I tried to do was find churches with “fruits” that matched up with what Jesus preached, but every church I found, even the Catholic Church, seemed filled with hypocrites and evildoers, granted I only barely did any research into the matter. So that route seemed hopeless. But I knew not to condemn the true church, whichever one it may be, just because it was filled with sinners, for Jesus had not come to heal the healthy but the sick. So instead of closing every door, it opened every door, which was not that much better but at least it led me away from the atheism road that I once took and that everyone else I seemed to know also took for the same reason.
So I brought it up to the pastor at the church I was going to. I also joined a Bible study group and brought it up with them many times. Actually it wasn’t a Bible study, but it was called “Theological Topics” and discussed various points. The first session I visited was them “discussing” (read: trashing) the Book of Tobit and deciding matter-of-factly that it was very un-Christian.
Anyway I went to this Bible study and often changed the topic to asking them to give me their interpretation of Jesus’ words and what is the right path to eternal life, and to prove it to me somehow. I needed assurance that the path I was taking was a good path and that I wasn’t being led astray by false prophets. I also asked the pastor and some of his closer friends to talk with me at length about these things and they often brushed me off, but sometimes gave me the time, and when they did I was very greatful and listened carefully, but often their answers never satisfied me.
I would find myself ultimately asking them “but how can I trust that your interpretation of these words are true and not some other exclusive denomination, like the Catholics?” and they kept answering me, “it just is true; if you read the Scriptures you will see how much sense it makes and you will understand that it’s just true” which of course was never satisfying to me. But I always accepted it because, well, it was better than nothing.
One day I asked them the same question again. They said “look, if you want to be Catholic, just go and be Catholic” but I clarified, “it’s not the Catholic Church, I’m refering to any other interpretation of how to be saved that excludes people who aren’t in that denomination, like I’m sure there are Protestant denominations that are exclusivist just like the Catholic Church.” But at that point it hit me, there were no other credible denominations that were exclusivist like the Catholic Church. The only other ones were very obviously interpreting several Bible passages very strangely. And it made me realize that the Catholic Church stood out to me for some reason, and that I had no idea why, or what it really even taught, except that it somehow was a “faith and works” gospel, which the Lutherans condemned.
(continued)
(I’ll save the part where I first went from atheist to Christian for another day.)
Finally I became a believer in Jesus and the Bible, so I decided to buy my first Bible. Such an exciting moment that was!
So I dug in and began reading the New Testament. I read it any time I could, almost always eagerly. I read it before bed, in the morning, at stop lights, while on break or lunch at work, during dinner, to my kids at bed time, pretty much any time I could. I loved it!
I also decided we needed to worship God properly at a church, so we googled it and looked for churches nearby. We found one and started going, and they were really eager to get us in there as regular members, and I knew their intentions were good. I remember saying to my wife “oh look, the sign says Lutheran. I guess we’re Lutherans now!” But she said “no, I’m a Christian,” meaning she didn’t follow one person or another, just Christ.
At this point I had read most of the New Testament and remembered a gigantic portion of it somehow. And of course I had many questions on what Jesus and Paul and James and John and Luke and Peter etc. meant when they said this or that. I had less important questions, like whether the Resurrection would be of body or spirit only, and more important questions, such as how to obtain eternal life.
Often times I would read verses like Jesus saying “away from me you evildoers, I don’t know who you are or where you come from” or the parable of the improperly-attired man being thrown out of the wedding banquet, and they scared me immensely and made me very worried! I also read where it said to make every effort to fit through the narrow door. And how we should work out our salvation in fear and trembling. So naturally I feared and trembled. And panicked!
The first thing I tried to do was find churches with “fruits” that matched up with what Jesus preached, but every church I found, even the Catholic Church, seemed filled with hypocrites and evildoers, granted I only barely did any research into the matter. So that route seemed hopeless. But I knew not to condemn the true church, whichever one it may be, just because it was filled with sinners, for Jesus had not come to heal the healthy but the sick. So instead of closing every door, it opened every door, which was not that much better but at least it led me away from the atheism road that I once took and that everyone else I seemed to know also took for the same reason.
So I brought it up to the pastor at the church I was going to. I also joined a Bible study group and brought it up with them many times. Actually it wasn’t a Bible study, but it was called “Theological Topics” and discussed various points. The first session I visited was them “discussing” (read: trashing) the Book of Tobit and deciding matter-of-factly that it was very un-Christian.
Anyway I went to this Bible study and often changed the topic to asking them to give me their interpretation of Jesus’ words and what is the right path to eternal life, and to prove it to me somehow. I needed assurance that the path I was taking was a good path and that I wasn’t being led astray by false prophets. I also asked the pastor and some of his closer friends to talk with me at length about these things and they often brushed me off, but sometimes gave me the time, and when they did I was very greatful and listened carefully, but often their answers never satisfied me.
I would find myself ultimately asking them “but how can I trust that your interpretation of these words are true and not some other exclusive denomination, like the Catholics?” and they kept answering me, “it just is true; if you read the Scriptures you will see how much sense it makes and you will understand that it’s just true” which of course was never satisfying to me. But I always accepted it because, well, it was better than nothing.
One day I asked them the same question again. They said “look, if you want to be Catholic, just go and be Catholic” but I clarified, “it’s not the Catholic Church, I’m refering to any other interpretation of how to be saved that excludes people who aren’t in that denomination, like I’m sure there are Protestant denominations that are exclusivist just like the Catholic Church.” But at that point it hit me, there were no other credible denominations that were exclusivist like the Catholic Church. The only other ones were very obviously interpreting several Bible passages very strangely. And it made me realize that the Catholic Church stood out to me for some reason, and that I had no idea why, or what it really even taught, except that it somehow was a “faith and works” gospel, which the Lutherans condemned.
(continued)