DEVIL WORSHIPERS
I consider myself very lucky that my father was a Jesus believer. When he suddenly disappeared during the Indonesian revolution against the Dutch occupation, I was about three or four years old. I don’t remember much about him except the hundreds of picture slides that he left behind that show the second coming of Jesus Christ. I asked my mother why my dad kept so many slides? My mom told me that my dad had a home business employing a couple dozen employees. He showed the slides to his employees after they were done with their work. Many of his employees converted and became faithful Christians. My wife was not so lucky. Her father was a devil worshiper. She told me about her experience living with her dad, a devil worshiper. I am glad that my father was a Christian and not a devil worshiper. My problem with being a Christian is not small. It is not easy being a Christian. But despite my failures He always raises me back up. I am convinced that God wants me to continue with the w...