I’ve been a Christian for 19 years now. I became a Christian in December of 1988. It happened about 1 a.m., while watching television. Who says there’s nothing good on TV? I had gotten home after working the late news shift and was doing a little channel surfing. I landed on the Trinity Broadcasting Network, TBN, where a guy named Hal Lindsey was talking about his book, “The Late Great Planet Earth,” about how current events and other things relate to the Book of Revelation. Lindsey was interesting, so I stayed tuned.
After talking about his book, Lindsey gave the invitation, the altar call. I don’t remember his exact words, but the gist of what he said was that we’re all sinners, Jesus died for our sins and you need to accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior in order to get to heaven. So there I was, all alone in my living room at about one in the morning, and I heard a voice, not a still small voice, an audible voice that said, “Rusty, this man is telling you the truth.”
I broke down and started crying, but I didn’t cry tears of joy or tears of sadness. I think I cried tears of relief. I was one of so many people who wondered why am I here, why was I born and where do I go when I die? In an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, all those questions were answered. In an instant, I knew that God was real, that Jesus was real, and that the Bible was true. So I said the prayer with Hal Lindsey, and just to make sure, I called the number at the bottom of the TV screen and said a prayer with the woman who answered the phone. That night I became a Christian. That night I learned the truth.
| Send to a Friend | Report a Violation |