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One evidence that Jesus Christ rose from the dead are the changed lives of the individuals who have placed their faith in Him. My life is a good example.
One evidence that Jesus Christ rose from the dead are the changed lives of the individuals who have placed their faith in Him. My life is a good example.
I was raised in a typical blue color home on the
outskirts of Philadelphia. My dad and mom both worked long hours in the steel
mill across the street. They had a cultural belief that God existed, but it
didn’t impact their day-to-day lives. We never went to church growing up even
on Christmas or Easter.
Dad and mom grew up in dysfunctional great depression
era homes. Dad was raised by his older sister due to his father’s early death and
mother’s full-time job. My mom’s father was an alcoholic who went on periodic
binges. A lot of her upbringing took place in the home of her mother’s sister
and uncle. My dad and mom fought like cats and dogs until the day they passed
away. I hated being around them when they fought and came to believe I was
unwanted and unimportant.
When I barely graduated from High School, I was
clueless regarding what I wanted to do. First I flunked out of community
college and later got a job as an auto mechanic. To avoid the draft I enlisted
in the Army with a friend and ended up in Vietnam during the second TET offensive
from 1968 to 1969. I got heavily involved in drugs during my year in Vietnam.
As I look back I was medicating the pain I carried inside. I saw myself as such
a loser: insignificant, purposeless, and powerless.
After Vietnam I began to deal drugs while stationed
at Ft Riley, Kansas. My life was going
downhill faster than a tomahawk gunship with a broken rotor 1.
With only 8 months left in my enlistment, the Army sent me to Okinawa. While
stationed in Okinawa, I saw an article in the “Stars and Stripes” newspaper that
two of my Ft Riley friends were apprehended by the FBI robbing a bank. Had I
stayed at Fort Riley, I would have been with them.
In my first month in Okinawa I met Robin. He smoked
grass with us in the evenings in an apartment I rented off base. After not
coming to our nightly meetings for a week or two, one afternoon he came by my
apartment with a Bible under his arm. When he told me that Jesus Christ had
changed his life, I though he had gone crazy. I argued with him about all of
the inconsistencies in the Bible that I had never read. Undeterred, he came
back evening after evening until one night in late 1969 I surrender my life to
Jesus Christ and invited Him to come into my heart and take control. The
resurrected Christ met me in a powerful way and began to transform me day-by-day into the man he created me to become.
Fast forward to 2013. Today my intimate relationship
with Jesus is at the center of who I am and how I live my life. I’ve ministered
on college campuses and military bases across the US. I travel around the world
helping individuals one-on-one, as well as teaching and training others in the
area of discipleship from the inside out.
How is it possible that a lost loser from a blue-collar
family from Philadelphia could end up giving his life away to the princes of God’s people around the world? Is it because I was born into a privileged family or gifted
with a magnetic personality? No, it’s in spite of my humble beginnings and many
personal deficits. What made this possible is Jesus paying the price for my sin
by dying on the Cross and then rising from the dead to give me a brand new life. It’s
possible because He saw me in my depravity, chose me to belong to Him, and
called me to Himself. My life is living proof of the reality of the resurrection of Jesus Christ!
“Some skeptic is sure to ask, “Show me how
resurrection works. Give me a diagram; draw me a picture. What does this ‘resurrection
body’ look like?” If you look at this question closely, you realize how absurd
it is. There are no diagrams for this kind of thing. We do have a parallel
experience in gardening. You plant a “dead” seed; soon there is a flourishing
plant. There is no visual likeness between seed and plant. You could never
guess what a tomato would look like by looking at a tomato seed. What we plant
in the soil and what grows out of it don’t look anything alike. The dead body
that we bury in the ground and the resurrection body that comes from it will be
dramatically different.” 1 Corinthians 15:35-38 The Message
“This image of planting a dead seed and raising a live plant
is a mere sketch at best, but perhaps it will help in approaching the mystery
of the resurrection body—but only if you keep in mind that when we’re raised,
we’re raised for good, alive forever! The corpse that’s planted is no
beauty, but when it’s raised, it’s glorious. Put in the ground weak, it comes
up powerful. The seed sown is natural; the seed grown is supernatural—same
seed, same body, but what a difference from when it goes down in physical
mortality to when it is raised up in spiritual immortality!” 1
Corinthians 15:42-44 The Message
1. Rusty
Rustenbach, “A Guide for Listening and Inner-Healing Prayer,” (Colorado
Springs, CO: NavPress, 2011), p 23.
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