The rich young ruler went to hell because he didn't qualify for salvation. Jesus said that he came into the world to save sinners.
That sounds like a contradictory statement. Especially if we reverse the sentence order.
"Jesus said that he came into the world to save sinners." - "The rich young ruler went to hell because he didn't qualify for salvation."
Say what?
If Jesus came into the world to save sinners, how could the RYR not qualify? Was he NOT a sinner?
If you don't admit that you are a sinner, then you don't qualify.
Sounds like church-speak. Join or burn.
I was saved because I saw myself as a lost sinner.
Wouldn't it make more sense to say that you were converted (not saved) WHEN (not because) you saw yourself as a lost sinner?
That was your INDIVIDUAL turning point. (everyone differs)
I had been rejecting Christ for decades, but when I heard that Jesus shed his blood for me the Holy Spirit fell on me like a ton of bricks and I was converted to Christ. That was over 50 years ago and I have not been the same since.
Are you better or worse? - LOL
(sorry, that was such a good setup)
Tell us about how you were converted to Christ?
Unlike you, in your late 20s, I was a lad all of eight years old.
Raised in a Christian home. So... not much of a conversion, per se.
Not much opportunity for a riotous lifestyle of sin and "dissipation". - LOL
I was at a Summer Bible camp in an AM chapel service.
The preacher spoke and then gave an invitation. "Every head bowed and every eye closed..."
I found myself peeking. Looking around to see if any of these "lost" kids would raise a hand.
At that moment God spoke to me. Quietly, like a tap on the shoulder. He said...
"If you think it is so important, why haven't you done it?"
Blew my young mind. I knew who was talking to me. Nothing unnatural, or frightening about it.
I know, I know... Say what? (years later)
I knew the drill. I made my way to the front before he even asked for a show of hands.
I waited until he was ready. I repeated "the prayer" and that was that.
Decades later I realized that this man that led me to the Lord was the son
of the man that led my father to the Lord. I pointed this out at my father's funeral
since the man was in attendance. His father, an American Sunday School Union worker
had knocked on the door of my father;s farmhouse and talked to them about Jesus.
The whole family converted.