It was July 2nd, 1998.
I was sitting in my room reading Genesis 3 in the Bible. I realized then and there that just as Satan deceived Eve into eating the forbidden fruit, he had also deceived me, blinded me, to my sinfulness and need for a Savior. I didn’t stop and pray anything. Just all of a sudden everything “clicked.” All at once I believed, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was a sinner and that Jesus Christ alone was my Savior. Without warning, I died.
- I died to the penalty of sin.
- I died to the power of sin.
- I died to death.
- I died to the condemnation of the devil.
- I died to my selfish kingdom building.
As George Muller, the great evangelist, pastor, and coordinator of Christian orphanages in England put it, “There was a day when I died, utterly died – died to Andrew Manwarren, his opinions, preferences, tastes, and will; died to the world, its approval or its censure; died to the approval or blame even of my brethren and friends – and since then I have only sought to show myself approved unto God.”
And in dying, I came alive.
- Alive to God.
- Alive to righteousness.
- Alive to holiness.
- Alive to Christ.
- Alive to the Spirit.
- Alive to freedom.
- Alive to truth.
I can take no credit for this. A dead man can not make himself live. But God, who is Life, graciously gave me life, through His living Word. All praise and glory to Him for slaying me by His Word so that I might now praise Him.
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. – Galatians 2:20
In the same way, count yourselves dead to sin but alive to God in Christ Jesus. – Romans 6:11
For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. – Philippians 1:21