"Point of Power"

 "Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when that shalt say, I have no pleasure in them;" (Ecclesiastes 12:1 KJV)

  "O God, you have taught me from my earliest childhood, and I constantly tell others about the wonderful things you do. Now that I am old and gray, do not abandon me, O God. Let me proclaim your power to this new generation, your mighty miracles to all who come after me." (PSALM 71:17-18 NLT)

 So where do we start? If I had to point to a specific day, it would be the day that I accepted Jesus Christ into my heart. Not that there was some sort of spectacular healing, like something that might be hard to explain, like recovering my sight, or my hearing, or being risen from the dead; even though, all three of those things did happen, spiritually! But I felt the power of God in my life, a sense of security that was new and made me feel free; even though I was being held in a correctional compound. 

 It might be hard to explain, but there was nothing I feared, as if I had been given a shield of armor, and there was nothing I needed to worry about, because God was for me and with me. I remember asking a Chaplin about the best place to start reading the Bible, sense I had this new outlook on God, he told me to read the Book of John; and I did, about four times. 

 I had been reading the Bible off and on ever since I was seven or eight years old. When I started my jail sentence, I caught hold of a pocket size New Testament, which I read over and over, most likely four or five times. It was interesting and stimulating to read, but it really didn't mean what I found, once God's Spirit was living in me.

 Which takes me to the closing Scripture from yesterday's post. As I have shared, several times already, that day I got saved, was the day my Creator was revealed to me! It hit me like a freight-train, as if I was standing on the tracks! I didn't expect it; couldn't hardly believe it; but I instantly knew it, because I saw Him in my mind, and felt Him in my heart: It was Jesus Christ hanging on the cross!

 Having been raised in and out of a strange religion, it was never seen by me that the Creator was Jesus Christ; even after having read the New Testament at least four times, I still never saw it, even though it was right there all the time... 

"In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God." (John 1:1 NLT)