Turning Points
Life is a journey. It has a beginning and it has an end. All along its path are events, places
and people who are turning points. Here, I relate some of these turning points in my own
journey. Hopefully, the stories will illuminate and maybe entertain some of those who care
enough to read.
Himself, he cannot save
April 14, 2006
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It was several years after I left New Haven
before I learned this of the person I went to
worship nearly every morning as a boy.
I felt drawn there every day and to get up
before school and walk the 1/2 mile
seemed a part of me and as natural as all
the other routines of my life. No one made
me do it; it just seemed right.
Only years later did I realize that he had been drawing me all along. It wasn't piety on my part at all.
Even after I had surrendered my life to him, I didn't until later understand the mind-numbing truth
that he could not save himself if he was to save me.
For you see, my sin convicted me in the court of divine justice. Now I never felt it back then; it was
only later that I realized that I lived under a condemnation that was very definite. Neither Ned Bell
nor Father Gettlefinger could have lifted it. I was condemned for what I was, a sinner. That
condemnation was so severe and so definite that only death could pay for it. My sin deserved my
death and there was no other way out. But my freedom came when I understood that Jesus Christ
had died in my place.
He saved others; Himself He cannot save. He cannot save Himself from death for to do so would
leave me condemned.
What love! It goes beyond comprehension. I didn't know it until years later, but I did do well to go
worship him every morning.
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He saved others; himself he cannot save. If he be the King of Israel, let him now come down from the cross, and we will believe him. (Matt 27; 42)
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