of Living Water
I began to learn about Living Water
the day after I received Jesus
Christ into my heart on May 15, 1976. On that day I asked Jesus
to come into my heart, to forgive my sins, and to be my Savior and the
Lord of my life. I had no idea what I was getting into. But
when my knees touched the floor as I bowed my heart before Him, He did
forgive my sins. I still have a picture of that event in my
memory. I is like I had an out of body experience because I can
still see myself from a short distance away being poured on by an
invisible something, and I became light-hearted and free-spirited as I
had never been before! Then, when I got up off of my knees, the
college girl who had led me in that 'sinner's prayer' told me
that now God wanted to use me as a vessel to reach out and touch others
as He had touched me. That sounded good to me.
The next day two things
happened. That same college girl gave me
a passage of Christian Scripture, and I began to feel that I needed to
go to Roman Catholic confession.
The verse of Scripture was this:
Or do you not know
that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit in you, whom you have of
God? And you are not your own, for you are bought with a price.
Therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God's.
As I meditated on that passage of
Scripture I realized that 'bought
with a price' is slavery!!! I was shocked! I didn't
understand how that was possible. So I said, "Lord Jesus, I don't
understand this. Yesterday you set me free from my sins and I
literally felt the weight leave my body. Today I am a slave
again. What's the deal?"
His answer? "I have an all
volunteer army. You had to be
free to be a volunteer." That made sense to me, so I continued to
meditate on that new reality. I had become a slave of
Jesus. Being in law school, I realized that the essence of
slavery is that there is only one right answer to God - 'Yes, Master!"
to anything He might call me to do. The worst case scenario
immediately came to my mind, and I saw myself on the four-corners of
downtown Timbuktu, North Africa, preaching Jesus to some local
residents. They understood only enough to become enraged with me
and my message, and I saw myself dying there in Timbuktu, having
accomplished nothing with my life. Then Jesus interrupted
my thoughts and said, "Not your life. My life. You belong
I felt like a cornered animal with no
way of escape. I said,
"Lord, that is very unappealing. What could be worse than that
vision of dying in Timbuktu?" He replied, 'Oh, there is something
much worse.' I asked, "What could be worse than that?" He
again replied, "You could continue to tell Me 'No', which you have been
doing all of your life."
Again I was shocked as my life passed
before me, and I realized that
indeed I been telling God 'No' all of my life.
So I said, "Lord, I am going to tell
You 'yes Lord' in advance to
anything You want me to do because You have told me that it is the only
right answer, and I have never tried saying 'Yes' to You before
now. I am not thrilled with the prospects, but I have heard that
You are kind and merciful, so please remember to be kind and merciful
I dozed off, and woke up saying,
"Olah" at the rate of my pulse.
So, that all happened the day after I
was saved from my sins on May 15,
As I mentioned previously, I began to
feel that I needed to go to
confession in the Roman Catholic church. I had joined the
Catholic Church seven years previously, and had attended it fairly
regularly with my wife up to that point in time. That again did
not make any sense to me. I kept thinking that I had never felt
so clean and free from sin, so why should I need to go to confession?
By the next Saturday I was so
pestered by the thought of going to
confession that I went to the local Catholic Church I attended and
looked for a priest to whom I could make confession. I could only
find one person in the whole church complex, and he was a recent
graduate from seminary, living at that church and awaiting appointment
to a position in that diocese. I forget his name, but I asked if
he would receive my confession, and he asked if I wanted open or closed
confession. I told him that open confession was fine with me, so
we sat down and he listened to my tale which I have related previously
on this page. Then I asked him if he thought I really needed
confession since I felt so clean and free. He replied, "Probably
not, but I will grant you absolution if you want it." I didn't
want to offend him, so I asked for absolution, and he granted it.
As I left the church I realized, "I
just witnessed to that
priest!" I was thrilled with that realization, and went home
MORE OF THE STORY, PART 1:
Several months later I saw that
priest from a distance of about 50
yards/meters. Our eyes met, he grinned and nodded to me, but we
did not have any contact or conversations. But I realized that
God had brought me into contact with that priest, who had just
graduated from seminary, and knew all the doctrine that he needed to be
a Roman Catholic priest. I, on the other hand, knew very little
doctrine, but I knew Jesus. And God had allowed me to be a vessel
for Him to use to add to that priest's spiritual education! Again
I was thrilled, and less apprehensive of the results of saying "Yes,
Master" to Jesus Christ. I had begun to see at least a trickle of
Living Water flowing through my life to touch others.
MORE OF THE STORY, PART 2:
Over the years I have had the immense
privilege of speaking spiritual
words to people, and doing spiritual works which have touched people in
various ways, and I have had the immense privilege of receiving
spiritual words and works from God through others, related on various
We all have valuables to give to
others, and we all need valuables
which we can receive from others. I am convinced that all good
things come from God, but He often uses other people and creatures as
vessels of His grace and truth to reach us.
THE REST OF THE STORY: Still
being written and told.
I encourage you, dear reader, to ask
God to wash you with His Rivers of
Living Water, and I suspect that you may be surprised at the vessels He
may use to reach out and touch you as He sees fit!
Now may the God of
peace (who brought again our Lord Jesus from the dead, that great
Shepherd of the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting covenant)
make you perfect in every good work to do His will, working in you that
which is well pleasing in His sight through Jesus Christ, to whom be
glory forever and ever. Amen.