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I have no riveting story to tell. I have lived a decent, GOD SHELTERED life. No near death experiences, nothing spectacular. Their have
been many incidents in my life where I have been protected by the hand of
God. I'll illustrate one occurrence and then I will press on with this
article. There are a few I'd like to thank that clarified my view on organized
fellowship. Family Worship ( Pensacola , Florida ):
This was first church I have ever felt comfortable in. I was assured that
what I experienced as a youth was un-scriptural. They lovingly showed me the
path to return home to Christ, and I was reunited with the presence of God. I loved the folks at Family Worship, but the majority of the
congregation tended to be against contemporary worship. Harvest Outreach Church ( Pensacola ,
Florida ): I was captivated by the
contemporary worship; the flow of Christ's love was WIDE OPEN there. The
outward focus and the LOVE of this church were AMAZING! The come as you
are atmosphere provided a feeling of belonging. This is where I was baptized,
and thanks to the evangelism and agreement in prayer I overcame my cigarette
addiction. Thank God for fellowship at Harvest! God had answered a prayer for me and gave me turbo charged motivation to
focus on the restoration of my home. I over did it and focused too much.
It monopolized all of my time. I drifted from fellowship for about 9 months. Christian Life Church ( Milton ,
Florida ): This is my present place of
fellowship and worship. I wanted a church closer to home where I could serve
the Lord more effectively. I look forward to the blessings that I know will
flow from this church. I am stoked about the future of this church and
ready to serve! Churches like the ones I mentioned above exist all over... all you have to
do is find it, then again the right church for you will probably end up finding
you. Don't give up on fellowship; Jesus is the greatest love you will
ever know! Christ's Servant, Thomas
In the ancient days of my youth my cousin and I always played in the church
yard across from my grandmother’s house. One day I was in a live oak
climbing it like any 11 year old. I fell about 10 feet straight down and
planted on my wrist. The pain shot through me like red hot
lightning. I freaked! I kept thinking my parents were going to be
angry. Time passed, the pain subsided, and the little swelling that
started went away in days. No broken bones.
I'm a different man than I was 5 years ago. No manifestation of
miraculous proportions. I was just prompted by the familiar inner voice
of the Holy Spirit to think about how I have never been allowed to crash and
burn in the failures of my life. I have always survived to fight another
day.
I have learned that being a Christian isn't about a church dress code, or
wearing the best clothes to church. It's not about running laps around
the sanctuary and jumping pews because you were "touched by the
spirit". It's not about tithing 10 % and above when you have to buy
fuel to get to work for the next week and food to sustain life.
Being a Christian is knowing the love, grace, and forgiveness of our
Savior. In return for what Christ does for us he wants us to do the same for
each other. It is NOT religion...NOT EVEN CLOSE! Praise the Lord!! I have
discovered that being a Christian isn't as big of a choir as it was presented
to me in my youth.
I was more or less disappointed by the church where I found Christ as a youth in
the early 80's. I went to an alter call after the service and I knew I was
changed and that I wasn't "alone" anymore.
The church I attended was a religious type of fellowship; in other words,
they put their own spin on a whole bunch of rules and stipulations in how one
was to live their life No television, short hair cuts for the guys, long
hair for the girls, no jewelry, ect. There was a trip to Disney World (imagine
that) hosted by the church I attended. I think my Mom and I both
contributed to the fund. I approached someone about the trip and I was
told, "You can't go to Disney World unless you have spoken in tongues".
Further more they said, unless you have spoken in tongues to PROVE you had the
indwelling of the Holy Ghost, you are doomed to hell". I was 13
years old; I had some bad feelings about church and fellowshipping for a long
time.
After an 18 year absence at age 31 I came back to fellowshipping with other Christians.
I am still learning and growing in the Lord. I am a work in progress.