I was born again in 1993, as a fifteen year old girl. I was brought up by Christian parents, taken to church every week – three times a week! I even worked on a bus route, picking up kids for church, before I was saved. Once I got saved, Christ took control. I still sinned, far more than I’d like to admit, but I knew it immediately and was driven to make things right. I was uncomfortable around things of the world in a way like never before. I strove to make things right with those I’d wronged, and I felt a peace that, as the Bible says, “passeth all understanding”. I attended a Christian school and later homeschooled, so dating anyone was not really going to happen…though I wished it would. Guys seemed uninterested in me, and I assumed it was because I talked too much. At age 18, I was headed off to a Bible college that we would later learn was a huge cult. God, in His great mercy, spared me. But now what? Through two members of my church, I found a job a car dealership as a receptionist – talking all day, non-stop, meeting new people -I felt like I’d died and gone to Heaven! Through my job, I met single guys my age. Guys who seemed interested in me, despite my verbosity. I admit, that the thought of “just one date” crossed my mind. I think I held the record for “length of time without a date and/or boyfriend” in my church. I passed on the offer of one man, who invited me to see my first ‘R’ rated movie. I passed on several such opportunities because those men weren’t Christians. I began dating a guy my age, thinking he was a Christian, only to be rudely awakened to the harsh reality that he most certainly was not. Shortly after, the Lord blessed me with a wonderful, smart, handsome CHRISTIAN man. We have been married almost 17 years. I’m so glad I resisted the temptation to be “unequally yoked”.

At our last church, one of our faithful ladies admitted to me that her marriage of then twelve years, was unequal – her husband was lost. She knew it when she married him. The pastor who married them told her it was wrong, but then proceeded to do the wedding!  Three years into our ministry, this woman would leave our church. Shortly after that, she divorced the lost man and married another man. Perhaps the first marriage wasn’t unequal after all? This story is far from uncommon in our Baptist churches today. The following two sermons by Bro. Adam Nixon are by far the best I’ve heard on this topic. My husband shared them with me, and I am happy to pass them along to you. They come to you all the way from London, England, and are worth every moment of your time.

 

 

With many blessings,