For He grew up before Him like a tender shoot, And like a root out of parched ground; He has no stately form or majesty That we should look upon Him, Nor appearance that we should be attracted to Him.(Isaiah 53:2) NASB
We were raised in a Christian home by Christian parents who did, as far as we could tell, everything right. When we were 4 years old they accepted the call to Christian service and took up the posts of managers in a Christian hotel in the beautiful seaside town of Minehead, England.
This meant that summer after summer we were surrounded by the people of different church groups that came to our hotel for a vacation of Christian fellowship. The company mum & dad worked for was called Baptist Holiday Fellowship, BHF. So outwardly we were a good Christian boy, and was well thought of by the pastors and families that visited with us.
However we were always bothered by the fact that there was a God in Heaven, he knew everything, and our life as a Christian had been mapped out for us and we couldn’t deviate from the path. We wanted to deviate, we wanted to figure out how we could be a sinner and get away with it. We bided my time.
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