Gordon Christo ...Here is my story Ronnie.
One afternoon when I was alone I felt myself being pulled out to the open sea. It was a rip current. I tried to put my feet down on the sand, but I was already beyond my depth.
I didn't panic knowing I was a strong swimmer and so I stroked myself forward for a couple of minutes and reached for the ground, but there was no ground.I repeated it, but realized I was being sucked out ward. There was nothing I could do but reach out to God..........
Like so many who have grown up in Adventist homes I lacked the conversion that others experience when they encounter Jesus for the first time.
But we have our dramatic moments too. Mine came in the summer of 1966.
Dad was conducting an evangelistic series in Goa with a group of Spicer students that included the SMC quartet. I was 15 years old and in the ISC class.
It was summer vacation for us his children. Our accommodation for Pastors Mattison, the Hetkes, and the Spicer students was in a large bungalow on a beach in Caranzalem on the outskirts of Panjim.
Every morning I spent a couple of hours with my mother and siblings in the sea. Every afternoon I spent an hour or so by myself in the sea, and every evening another two hours with everyone.
I eventually grew into a strong swimmer.
(Then this near death experience occured added by Ronnie)
I made a bargain with Him, that if he got me out of there I would take theology in college.
Having prayed that, I put my head down and swam as powerfully as I could towards the shore and just when I felt I could go no further
I put my feet down in desperation and my toe touched sand. I dug in like it was an anchor and pulled myself forward bit by bit till I could stand properly.
I made my way to the shore.
I still ignored my bargain for a while. If you check my Spicer transcript you will see that my first year is full of science and maths classes with all A's.
But by the second year I realized that God had done His part and I had to keep my part of the bargain.
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