Invited into Faith

For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast. Ephesians 2:8-9 (ESV)

 Most all of us reading this devotion accepted the invitation that was sent to us. Do you remember who invited you? When? Where? Why?

Wouldn’t it be great to hear a few testimonials about now?

I can only give you mine and it isn’t very exciting but the results are something to celebrate—at least they are to me.

My immediate family was church-going, big-hearted Christians. I grew up not knowing anything else. The only thing I had not figured out by watching and listening to them was how did this happen. I was only eight years old when I came to the realization that there had to be an event that changed them from drinkin’, cussin’ and the carryin’ on folks (that I can still name). There was a huge difference. But what made the contrast? It had to do with something in the church.

One morning in the old First Baptist Church of Wellsboro, PA, we were having Sunday school. In the 4th grade class, not too many were paying attention to the teacher. In fact, they were being downright rude and disruptive. That day I did not join in with the immature comments and giggles. Something had my attention.

After class ended with prayer, Sandy asked if I would stay back because she wanted to talk to me. The room was empty and extremely quiet. She asked me what was going on because I was so quiet. I don’t remember my exact words but I told her something to the effect that I was uncomfortable fooling around during the God time.

I didn’t understand the big smile that came across her face at that moment. She took my hands (which was a little awkward) and asked if I was ready to let Jesus live in my heart forever. I said yes to the invitation. There were no childish questions uttered like, “What am I supposed to feel?” or “Now what?” I simply knew He had touched my life!

Was I a perfect Christian after that day? Heavens no! I wandered in my faith for many years. In my 50’s I finally got serious.

I accepted that invitation into faith again and my life was totally transformed. It’s never too late!

I Will Follow

Heavenly Father, thank You for not giving up on us. You, our Redeemer, stand at the door to our hearts and knock quietly. Help us to open the door and let You in to stay forever; not just a moment or day—but until we see You Face-to-Face. AMEN.

Mo Haner