I had spent the better part of my young life being led around like a sheep. Being raised Catholic there was not much room for questioning, merely following along and going with the flow.
My being born again, as it were, occurred in June of 1998 at the Corel Centre in Ottawa, Ont. The 90's was a roller-coaster decade for me, filled with wonder and joy. I had met my wife, we eventually married, had our son, and bought our first home. We had spent our honeymoon in Lancaster County, PA. Stayed in the area an entire week among the Amish and Mennonites. A truly inspiring time in my life. I was so intrigued by the way of life the Anabaptist lead that I read everything I could on them. I went so far as buying the book "Martyrs Mirror". I'll admit that I never could really wrap my head around the deep historical value of the book, but I was still intrigued at the simple, humble life dedicated to working and serving the Lord.
Fast forward to June 1998 when my wife and I attended the Billy Graham Crusade in Ottawa, Ont. I had watched many of Mr. Grahams televised crusades. I was inspired by him as he often taught the scripture and explained what scripture meant. This was nothing that I was used to sitting in a pew in any Catholic Church where it was preached to me without much understanding. The end result, I always day dreamed when in church.
While attending the Crusade in Ottawa I felt empowered, the entire Corel center was filled with followers that were also filled with love, hope, and faith. The moment came when Mr. Graham invited everyone to come forward and proclaim their faith in Jesus Christ. I made a b-line to the stage. My poor wife was almost dragged with me. The experience still resonates within me.
Since last Sunday, a week from today I have been on bed rest. For the first time in my life I had a bout of sciatica. It appears that during one of my hikes the previous week I had pinched a nerve or created something in my hip that irritated the area. Perhaps my backpack belt was too tight. In any event I am on the mend.
During my convalescing I was able to get a lot of work done on my website. I had a lot of assistance and information shared to me from a very kind man. I won't mention his name ("Be careful not to practice your righteousness in front of others to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven), but I am grateful for the help.
I also had time to watch something I have been meaning to watch for quite some time, The Protestant Reformation. I believe it was this site that I had first heard of the video. What an informative lesson I learned of our religious history (it only took me 52 years). I had often heard of the Reformation (not by any Catholic) by friends and co-workers, and I was often encouraged to read it. I only wish I would have read it sooner, before watching it. I can see myself watching again.
It's a wonderful feeling to be empowered and refreshed, again.