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I am a Christian. I don’t hate gays, I don’t watch Fox News, I don’t stand on the street corner and tell people they are going to hell, I don’t vote Republican (nor Democrat either), I don’t have a gun (yet), I don’t hate you for being pro-choice, I don’t expect you to believe what I believe, but I do believe that I need a savior and that Savior is Jesus Christ and I don’t blame you for thinking I’m foolish for believe so.
I can recall to when I was young, like elementary school, I had a sense of conviction that there are things that are right and things that are wrong. But where does this come from? If there is no higher being holding us accountable to our actions then we should use all our energies to get the greatest advantage over others without getting caught. But there was a strong sense of justice instilled in my being that I couldn’t shake and I felt that had to come from something greater than myself.
In middle and high school I was a troublemaker. I was the black sheep of my group of friends. I stole, cursed like a sailor, judged and hurt others, I was not a good guy to be around. There was a feeling of wanting to do right but not being able to do it. I couldn’t stop myself from doing these bad things and that’s where faith found me…..