Journeys are all different

I have been thinking about the journey we make to the saving knowledge of Christ.  For some it is almost like they have always been saved.  That is a nice thought, but not at all true.  You see regardless of the amount of time you spent in the church house growing up doesn’t mean that you automatically got saved.  It had to be a time in your life that you realized your lost condition and accept the payment Jesus paid for you.  We don’t get saved by osmosis.  Then for some of us we had a radical life changing experience.  The difference in your life was noticeable to you as well as all the people around you.  These transformations seem to get more glory as the story is told.  We read about Paul and how he had the Damascus Road experience and it radically changed him.  Those are awesome stories to hear.  My point in this short post is to say that it doesn’t matter how your journey happened to Christ, the important thing is that it happened.  For some it happens as a child, like for three of my boys, some not until adulthood sometime, like for myself, yet there are some that don’t make the completion of the journey until they are knocking on deaths door.  However it happens doesn’t matter the important thing is that it happens.  Don’t be like so many that think they have something because mom, dad, or grandma had it.  Or because they walked the isle shook a preachers hand got dunked and then lived anyway the jolly well please.  You see when you really get saved there is a change, you won’t want to do the same things that you have always done.  You won’t want to live in a lifestyle of sin.  So today before you get up from where you are make sure that Heaven is your home.