I was saved as a child. OK… I was baptized as a child, and I think I knew what it meant, and I think I meant that. But, like most things, until you address what something means as an adult, you are dealing with it, on rather immature terms.
I was in what was a ‘Christian’ family. But in all the teachings I received as a child, none taught me RELATIONSHIP with HIM, Christ. It hasn’t been all that long, but once I knew of and sought, truly a relationship with HIM… think of the MAN… he walked, he talked, he lived among us as a man, felt all of the pain we feel, both emotionally, and physically… and NOW he sits at the right hand of the only God there is.
When HE, became as real to me, in the flesh and blood man he was, then I could finally understand HIM so much more fully. You see, the men I worked and served with in the realm of Frogs and SEALs, without exception, if you went in the field with a man, you were prepared to give your life for him, and he his, for you, if the circumstance ever presented itself in the missions you participated in.
So, it occurred to me… this MAN, who held NO SIN, and owed me NOTHING, GAVE his life for me, purely out of the absolute purest of LOVE, for me, and you, and every mouth that’s breathed on this earth….. so that I might live an eternal life with HIM, after this body gives out, and passes back to dust. He did so willingly, and suffered more pain than I could ever imagine, and the training I went through ALONE, is more pain than 99% of us will put ourselves through….and he was tortured to death far worse.
Understanding what could face me, if ever captured by America’s enemies, which would never rival what he endured FOR ME… I realize just what HE was willing to do for me, and having some fuzzy sense of how much pain that was… it’s easy for me to say, I would die for HIM… but I know what that means, already having been willing to die for many other men… so, I know in my heart, I could do no less for Him… and it has resulted in an entire shift of my life.
I could not have gotten to where I got, as a Frog/SEAL, were it not for HIM. I sure didn’t have the strength. I started my training at 135 pounds, 5 feet 9 inches tall, and absolutely no maturity to speak of. I literally ‘grew up’ in BUD/S Training. My story is far longer than this allows. But I’m not the only SEAL with one like it.
Everything I have, is His, to do with, as it fits with HIS will. The only will of my own I have, I give up, and offer to Him… (my problems have not all gone away, either)… they’re still there, and they are still evidence that a very crafty enemy is out there, and I am not capable, even with my training, of beating this enemy… without my Lord, and Savior…. it took me over 60 years to understand that.
I hope it takes you far less…. but if it doesn’t, learn one thing from this old SEAL… DON’T QUIT ON CHRIST… He didn’t quit on you, and He died to prove it. And I’m finally witness to that.