However, as I got older, I began to ask more questions. It became clear to me that we were all going through the motions, not drawing closer to God in any real tangible way. Church was heavy on symbolism; light on substance. After twenty years, I had only a shallow understanding of scripture, and no clue as to whether or not I would see heaven if I died. That seemed wrong.
While at college, I met and married a girl who was also on a spiritual journey. She was not Catholic, but had many of the same spiritual concerns I did. As we built a life and family together, God brought us to State College, PA and led us to a small country church that preached and taught straight from the Bible. I was especially impressed that the people weren’t just learning scripture, they were living it out in their day-to-day lives. Wow!
I’m pleased to report that it was through that ministry and those sincere, devoted people that I came to know Christ not only as THE Savior, but as MY Savior. I continued to learn as much as I could about the Bible, and that hunger of mine drove me eventually to move to the Philadelphia area and attend Calvary Baptist Theological Seminary. Those years were not only some of the hardest and most difficult, but also the happiest and richest of my life. I’m so thankful to have had that opportunity to study scripture, tour Israel, and grow so much deeper in my faith.