When the Next Step Looks Like the First Step

When I became a Christian, I was called. I loved God because he first loved me. I would not have chosen to follow him without first hearing his voice. I was perpetually resistant before he first softened my heart. God opened a door to himself that I had, by nature, overlooked but could no longer ignore. When I became a Christian, I was called.

When I became a Christian, I saw. God had been working in my life for this moment all along. He had been shaping me, even in my rebellion. He had been pre...