Discovering that nothing satisfies like Jesus. by by Angela Dion Everything in my life appeared perfect. My husband and I had been happily married for five years. We had a beautiful baby boy and many friends. My job as a vocational counselor was highly prestigious and paid a decent salary. Outwardly, it looked as…
Tag: Conversion
Decisions Determine Destinies
A wayward disciple’s bad choice seals his eternal fate. by J. Grant Swank, Jr. Our decisions determine our destinies — for earth and eternity.When Judas betrayed Jesus, he knew what he was doing; his choice was conscious and gradual. The Bible states that Judas “was betraying Him . . .” (John 18:2). This means…
Escape From the Cult
Coming close to death in order to find real life. by Janis Hutchinson The cult leader burst through the door of the small room where I was being held prisoner. “Are you ready to repent?” he shouted. “Are you ready to admit you were worshipping at the altar of Baal?” I fell back on…
Basketball and Salvation
A competitive spirit conquered by Christ. by Marc D. Greenwood “Who’s that guy?” asked Eddie, rolling his eyes with disdain. “And why is he shooting all by himself?” “That’s Greenwood,” said William. Eddie, a talented basketball player, understood the pick-up game method of selecting teams. Players congregated, and the first two players to sink…
Changed Wife, Changed Life
The prospect of rejecting Jesus Christ impacts a husband for eternity. by Jack Matthews as told to Muriel Larson What had happened to my wife? I couldn’t understand Betty. She had completely changed. She seemed to have new values and a new purpose in life — and new friends, all religious fanatics, in whose…
A Leopard Can’t Change Its Spots
Learning from the past to press on in the future. by Roy A. Borges The beginning of a new year is a good time to take inventory of my life. Can I improve who I am? Can I become a better person this year than last year? The skeptics say once a criminal, always…
A Sailor’s Search for Truth
Out of the choppy waters of uncertaintyand into the calm of God’s Word. by Art Wrigley as told to Muriel Larson The U. S. Navy ship I was assigned to was on a six-month cruise. With time on our hands, we sailors often gathered in our bunkroom to shoot the breeze. One day we…