J. K. Jones’ Slightly Irreverent Personal Testimony
I was raised in a fundamentalist Baptist church. That means several things, good and bad. I can’t dance. At all. I am horrible at poker. No practice. I’m pretty good at Rook, though. When growing up an “adult beverage” meant coffee. After all, it was hot and you could burn yourself if you spilled it. Gospel quartet music makes me smile. My heart sings! I like to pretend I am a bass like George Younce, but I’m really a baritone. I placed my faith in Christ when I was seven. I did not yet know just how selfish my own heart was, but my faith was real. I turned from my sin to Christ. I understood that “Christ died for our sins…” (1 Corinthians 15:3b). God has never let me go. He has taught me to repent, forgive and love. He’s still teaching me today. I’ve understood the meaning of “penal substitutionary atonement” since I was in the fifth grade. That was about the time I learned the meaning of omniscient, omnipotent, eternal, spirit, love, truth and some other attributes of God...