I don’t know how to begin this topic. I must word it very carefully. I speak of this topic because, as a young man I was extremely interested in seeking out the truth. To a point where I would at least hear out someone ideas. When I was about 18 years old, I had moved out on my own, really for no other reason then I felt, that is what a person is supposed to do, you know, walk their own path through life by supporting ones self.. well, as I began tinkering with this new freedom. I even tried other denominations just to find out what I could learn.
One time. When I was about 21 or 22 years old, An evangelist came to my home, it was usually my nature to allow anyone who came to my home with God in mind and heart to allow them in. The evangelist was a southern Baptist, who had came to my home, to speak to my wife who had left her church and joined the church I was in. The evangelist spoke to her and told her, that she had left her family, and was in danger of hell fire. That the only way she could make things right with with God was if she came back to their church and atoned. She was a good woman,, she would have given her life on the street to save a complete stranger,, . she was in tears and very upset..
I interjected. And the man got angry at me and told me he didn’t come to talk to me, that he came to talk to her..
This in my eyes was completely disrespectful to my wife and to me and to our marriage.
I told that man to leave my home and to never return that he is not my Christian Brother and I wanted him gone , He told me I wasn’t going to heaven unless I became a Baptist,, that that was the only way… .. I wanted to hit him..
It was my opinion,, that ANYONE WHO BELIEVED IN GOD AND THAT JESUS DIED FOR THEIR SINS COULD GO TO HEAVEN,,..
I really did , I wanted to hit him.. I felt so wronged.. My home, my wife,, no respect from a man who claimed to be of God?? It was unthinkable to me…
