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Published On: Nov 01, 2006 04:11 PM
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The Testimony of Dr. Ernie: Why I Am A Christian
As noted in today's devotional, I don't think I've ever
posted my testimony -- my salvation story -- online. For the record, here it is,
from something I suspect I first wrote in the
1990's.Intriguingly, this perhaps does
a better job of answering Alan's questions than my DiaBlogue. Alan, I hope
you'll read this, as I suspect it may provide more fruitful ground for
discussion that abstract questions about the historicity of the
Bible.[Read more] to learn the real reason why I am a
Christian.
My
Story by Ernest N.
Prabhakar
When I first became a Christian, it was less
because I knew it was true than because I knew that everything else was not. You
see, I was born in a Christian home. My family has been Christian for nine generations, and I was taught about God and
taken to various churches and camps all my life. I was about eight years old
when I first decided I agreed with all they were telling me, and decided I
should try to live that sort of
life.The problem, I soon discovered,
was that head knowledge and following rules didn't do me a whole lot of good. It
all came to a head when I was thirteen years old. I was above the top of my
class, I was well known and respected in my community and school, I had a solid,
loving, well-off family -- in short, I had every prospect of a bright,
successful future ahead of me. I had everything that most of the people around
me were striving for, and I realized it didn't matter. It wasn't worth a
thing.The reason it didn't seem worth
anything was because I had no friends. I was utterly alone. I had a few people I
hung around, but nobody I felt close to. Nobody really seemed to appreciate me
for who I was. What was worse was that I realized I didn't deserve any better. I
knew that deep down inside I was a selfish, uncaring individual. I didn't really
love anyone else, so why should anyone love
me?The clincher was that I knew that I
couldn't change. That selfishness, that obsession with my own desires, was such
a deep part of my nature, I had nothing to change it with. The Bible
says "The heart is deceitful
above all things, and desperately wicked; who can know
it?" and I really felt the truth of that. I
knew I was what the Bible calls 'a sinner,' because sin is precisely that
selfishness and inability to love that I couldn't get rid
of.Finally, after another episode of
rejection at High School, I decided I had had enough. At this
point I had a choice. I could to turn to the God whom I had heard so many people
talk about, and find out if He could do what they said He could. Or I could just
give up and say I was stuck that way, with only myself to turn to for help. But
I had already decided that if that was all I could expect for my life, I would
end it right there. The only alternative was
death.And in a sense, I did die. The
Bible teaches that the only way to deal with sin is death. But God Himself, in the person of His Son
Jesus Christ, died in my place - and then rose from the dead. Only God could
love me in spite of myself, and have the power to give me a 'heart
transplant.' He took a heart full of death, and gave me one full of
life and love. I could be free to live a life of joy and meaning, free from sin
(that is, life filled with selfishness), if I chose to let
His
heart beat within me, not mine. So I
did.It took me a long time to realize
I was worth something, and even longer to start building meaningful
relationships, but those things did happen. The one thing that did happen
immediately was that I had hope. I knew that there was someone there who would
share in my struggles, and more importantly would help me overcome
them.In a sense, every day is an echo
of that same decision. I have traveled around the world, and sang and talked
about God on three continents, and seen Him do unbelievable things in my life
and in the lives of my friends. Yet I still find it hard to trust Him with many
things I'd like to retain control over -- possessions, relationships, the future
-- even though I know the only way I will ever gain anything is by 'sacrificing'
it to Him. I say that with quotes, because everything I have ever turned over to
God's control He has given me back ten times better than before.
When I
first came to God, it was because I saw a faint glimmer of hope that He might
have something better. That turned into faith in Him and His ability to work in
my life. When I say 'faith' I mean a conscious decision to bet my life -- my
self esteem, my security, my livelihood -- on the fact that God knows how I
ought and need to live far better than I do. And over the years, that faith is
hardening into certainty, as in a thousand little risks (and a few big ones) I
see God fulfilling His promises to me and showing His love for
me.I won't say that my life is
perfect, or that I understand everything about God and the Bible. I just know
what I was, what I am, and what I am becoming. And that I owe all of that to a
God who loves me and has the power to save me from myself, and make me into His
image, His son.
That is
why I am Christian.
Posted: Fri - March 3, 2006 at 07:14 AM
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