I have just signed up as a freshman college student at Bible College (okay, only one course, but still....LOL).
We started attending CABC in the fall of 1998 in Yellowknife. Barb and the kids were attending every Sunday morning and I was attending when ever I was in town. There was another military family who attended. Lets say the fellows name was Darren.
Well, after a few weeks of attending (stretched over a month or two, I travelled a lot) I started think that this fellow Darren was reporting on me to the pastor/preacher. Made me pretty pissed.
But Barb was right, there was something different here. Having been raised a 'faithful' Catholic and not even knowing the order of the four Gospels, not really knowing the difference between the Old and New Testaments. And most importantly, not knowing that I needed a saviour!
It was a challenging year. I was coming up on the end of my mid contract with the military (what at the time was called the '20-40' - twenty years or 40th birthday, whatever comes last), and not sure if I wanted to be digging trenches in my fifties.
Looking back today I realize that I have been 'out' almost as long as I was 'in'. Also, I have been a born-again Christian for over twenty years... boy time flies.
More later. js
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