Continuing my story of the early days of my walk, the Youth director who announced the choir that day taught me several key things.

I view him as the teacher who took me from milk to my first solid food.

He held a bible study one evening a week.  I still remember the first bible verse he had us memorize.

Hebrews 11:1 Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen.

He encouraged us to read our bibles.  I started in Matthew and read through Revelations. (It was a number of years before I tackled the old)  I love God’s word.  I appreciate that he exposed me to really digging into scriptures.

He also taught me that Christians belong in the world.  Our choir didn’t just sing in our church.  He took us to  missions, prisons, and even had us sing on Radio.  He never allowed us to stay shielded inside the safety of the Church.

I fall so short of his example, but I still hold him up as a model of how a Christian shares Christ in the world.

Each year the choir competed in Arlington.  After the contest–win or lose–it was Six flags time.

I remember being in line at Six Flags with Brother Ed.  I leaned over the rail as we waited for the roller coaster.  And I heard him talking to the people behind him.  The discussion started with why we were there and ended with him discussing Christ with the people.  There weren’t offended.  It was a casual conversation one person talking with another person about things that matter.

These three people (Polly, Cindy and Brother Underwood)  kicked me off in my walk with Christ.

And I thank them all for being willing to share Christ with me.  They were Christ’s angels in my life.  (angel is a messenger from God–we can all be angels)