On 2/2/2018 2:47 PM, Kenny McCormack wrote:
> In other words, we really, really are entitled to know what horrible thing
> happened to Ricky about a decade ago. All reports are that prior to this
> event, he was a more-or-less-normal Usenet poster - until one fateful, dark
> and stormy night, where something really really horrible happened to him.
>
> I really, really want to know what that event was.
I was working as a contractor at an accounting facility. My nearest
cubicle neighbor was a Christian. She evangelized for about a year
to convince me that Jesus was the way, that I had sin, and so on. I
was an atheist and I gave the same answers you all give me about how
God wasn't real, we didn't need God to be moral, that there are dozens
of mainstream religions, thousands of fringe religions, and what made
her think her's was right?
She moved to another area, and the man who replaced her was also a
Christian. He began evangelizing to me in a different way. He was
asking me questions about things. For about five months I was able
to remember enough from Youth Group and Sunday School to answer his
questions. But, eventually he was asking me some questions that were
deep enough I didn't know enough to answer definitively.
I asked him if we could read the Bible together at lunch time and I
would go through and systematically destroy the logic it had within
chapter by chapter, verse by verse, as I was trying also to convince
him that he was wrong by being a Christian, that it was for the weak,
those who needed a crutch. I actually used the term "sky daddy" and
so on.
We began our reading, and he asked me if we could pray. I thought it
was stupid, but I said, "Sure." He grabbed my hands and said a basic
prayer, "Lord, as we open up this Bible, may you send your Holy Spirit
into our hearts and minds, and may we receive from you that which you
have for us from your written word. Amen."
I didn't say amen. I just let him go through his "ritual."
We began reading in Genesis 1, the account of creation. My initial
thinking was that the Big Bang happened, evolution, it was millions
and billions of years ago. He began talking about day 1, day 2,
day 3. He told me of the protective water shield that used to be
above the Earth, and I was literally laughing at him on the inside
of my mind, but was polite to him outwardly.
The thing was this: I honestly wanted to know the truth about the
Bible. I wasn't expecting it to lead me to faith. I was expecting
it to lead me to the realization I previously believed, that it was
total bunk, easily refutable, that it had no basis in fact, or if
it had any, merely a sidelong basis in fact. I also, at that time,
thought that Jesus really did live, but he was just a man like any
of us, just a famous man, and probably a good man.
But there was that thing, that I honestly wanted to know the truth.
Because of this fact, something supernatural happened to me. God
opened up my understanding, and I began to believe and know that
what I was reading was true. It took me completely off guard, and
I didn't tell him for a few days. But a change had taken place in
me that was undeniable.
I later remembered that it was on the night of October 31, 2003,
into the morning of November 1, 2003, when I had a dream. In that
dream I saw Sherwood Forest and Robin Hood standing up on a large
tree stump. I was pulled forward in my dream from far away to up
close. As soon as I got very close, Robin Hood turned around and
I saw his eyes. They were glowing like white hot coals in a furnace.
The very instant I saw his eyes, I knew it wasn't Robin Hood, I knew
that He was Jesus, that He was Lord, that He was God, that He was
good, and then I woke up. All of that knowledge came rushing to me
in my dream.
That was October 31, 2003. It was exactly nine months later on
July 31, 2003, that I came to believe in Jesus Christ.
I told people at work and nobody believed me. They thought I was
mocking the guy who had been reading the Bible to me. It literally
took them a couple weeks before they would believe me.
Ever since that time I've been changed from within, and much to my
total amazement. I read some of the things I write sometimes, as I
am writing them, and I am amazed at what they say. They come from
inside me. It is not Rick at work, but God guiding Rick at work to
write them.
I was born again because I honestly sought to know the truth about
what the Bible said, and that if God was real or not. Because I
sought the truth, God drew me to the truth so I could come to His
Son, ask forgiveness, and be saved. Had I not been honestly seek-
ing for the truth, I never would've found it.
There is also a lead-up for this I could tell you about, and some
things that happened afterward. It's really quite amazing.