Why this scripture encourages me…
On that horrific day in September, I had no idea that a major shift in my perception of the world was about to occur. September 11th dawned as an ordinary day like so many others. Then it became a day unlike any other. At first for the obvious reasons of sorrow, grief, outrage, and fear. The only sound I heard “on high” that day were military jets crossing the sky.
But days later at a prayer vigil in a nearby park, my soul brought me face-to-face with a question—did I believe Jesus Christ is my Savior? Did I acknowledging Him before men? For the first time I realized the question wasn’t did I know ABOUT Jesus, but did I FOLLOW Him, PROCLAIM Him? This became the moment of “Son Rise” for me. I answered, “yes, I am a follower of Jesus. He is my Savior.”
I sensed I was at a crossroad in my life. I knew for certain that I wanted to proclaim Him.
9/11 convicted me that if I was silent about Jesus my Savior, I was denying Him. If I accepted only parts of the Gospel message, I was denying Him. I could not live with the thought of being silent any longer. I believe this deeper understanding was given to me from “On High” by the Holy Spirit of God.
This became a major step in my journey home—back to Jesus the Son of God and to His church. The first one I’d taken in a long, long time.