A nice, big, fat, juicy, new weblog entry.
Sorry for not posting, it's been a very busy year. Lots of big decisions, lots of big applications, lots of career choices, lots of things that will affect the rest of my life, lots of priorities to prioritize.
The most important thing I've done recently is commit my life to the one true and Living God and become part of the body of Christ. I was baptized on Wednesday night, the 9th of November at approximately 8:40 p.m.
Some have asked what exactly made me make my decision---was it a sermon, was it the invitation song, was it the example of a brother or sister?
Well, in order to answer that, you must review my thoughts, actions, and activities of the past several years.
I started thinking about being baptized a very long, long time ago. It started out of a fear of hell. But I didn't follow through because I didn't think that was a good enough reason.
Then I started having all sorts of questions about what I believed and why I believed it. Finding the anwers took most of my middle school and high school years to discover through experimentation, observation, and lots of hurt and loneliness.
The picture slowly became more and more clear. The God that my father and mother and church family served was a God of order, discipline, and true love---things that the world just can't offer no matter what you try.
I was tiring of the ignorance and frivolity that the world around me was offering, and was gravitating more and more towards the peace of mind, order, and brotherly love the church had to offer.
If you asked me to pin the deciding factor on one thing, I owe a lot to the good solid examples. Good examples and bad examples. Mostly good though---a loving, hard-working mother and a solid rock of a father, both of whom guided me even when I wasn't seeking guidance. My four sisters and my brother, allowing me to observe their lives and experiences and loving me despite my deficiencies. Aunts, uncles, and cousins, living Godly lives in large numbers. My Prince Road family, assembling three times a week ever since I was born, people I've been around so long, people who have stuck with it for my 18 years and beyond.
The list could go on and on forever, but I think I should be wrapping things up. I'm very grateful for all the examples that God has granted me, but I'm most Grateful for God himself and the word that he left here on Earth. Without that light I would still be stumbling around foolishly in the dark, searching for temporary pleasure and ultimately falling on my face without a Saviour to hold my hand.
" Let us hear the conclusion of the matter: Fear God and keep His commandments, For this is man's all." -Solomon, Ecclesiastes 12:13.
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