what is it and what affect does it have on our lives? Even if
you are agnostic or atheist it takes a certain amount of faith
just to believe there is no God. It takes faith to get in your
car and make the trek to the J.O.B. You get in, crank up and
you have faith that it will get you from point A to point B.
If, by chance, it doesn't, you then take it to a mechanic you
have faith in and hopes he can successfully repair the mechanical
you know that the word religion cannot be found in the Old Testament?
And there's only one verse in the New Testament where it can be
1:27 - Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is
this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and
to keep himself unspotted from the world.
to say, there is very little pure religion in the world today. To
find pure religion one must search the scriptures with much fasting
and prayer and with a sincere heart. For those that seek will surely
find and those that knock the door shall be opened. But with so
many religions to be found in today's world how does a person know
when they have found truth and pure religion? There's only one way
my friend.....you must search the scriptures and find out for yourself.
If you blindly accept the word of another then you will share in
their fate. The road to damnation is filled with good intentions.
enough this word is not found in scripture. Most man-made
and conjured words are not. The Bible plainly teaches that the
14:9 - And the LORD shall be king over all the earth: in that day
shall there be one LORD, and his name one.
4:5 & 6 - One Lord, one faith, one baptism, One God and Father
of all, who is above all, and through all, and in you all.
where did this fallacy (trinity) originate? I'll tell you, man's
false interpretation of the scripture. Contrary to popular belief,
Jesus is NOT Jehovah Junior. If what the trinitarians believe
is true, God is a coward. If the world needed a savior why would
the creator send his son to die for the redemption of his creation
while he sit comfortably on his heavenly throne? I've got news
for you my friend, he did not. He robed himself in flesh and
came down to Earth in the form of a man. Jesus was the Father
in Creation, the Son in Redemption and IS the Holy Ghost in
the Church. And these three are one. Three offices and one deity.
An egg has three parts, the shell, the white and the yoke. Yet,
they are not three eggs.
anyone to find anywhere in scripture where anyone was ever
baptized in any way other than in the name of Jesus Christ as
evident throughout the book of Acts. And I'm not talking just once
of twice here. Several times throughout the book of Acts people
are baptized in the NAME of Jesus Christ. Don't you find it strange
that the same ministers that preach to do everything in the name
of Jesus Christ don't even use the name when they baptize. Try
cashing a check without a signature at your bank and see how
far you'll get. Baptism without the Name of Jesus Christ is not
In fact, I have a $500 check
waiting on anyone that can. Look on friend, it ain't there. So
why do most churches baptize in the titles, father, son and holy
ghost? It's all part of a great deception that is being played
out by satan and his false church. Satan is the great deceiver.
That is how he works. He perverts the scripture. There's a reason
he is called the god of this world.
2:38 - Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every
one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins,
ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost.
Matthew 28:19 & 20 - Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.
Notice that Peter in Acts
2:38 was obeying Jesus' command in Matthew 28:19 and 20 when
he said on the day of Pentecost to be Baptized in the NAME
of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins. Also note that throughout
the book of Acts all baptisms that
were performed were performed in the NAME of Jesus Christ.
Matthew 28:19 Jesus commanded his Disciples go forth and
teach all nations
baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the
Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Matthew 28:19 commanded to be baptized
in a name and that name is Jesus Christ. If you were baptized
in any other way other than the name of Jesus Christ I'm afraid
all you got was wet. The Blood is applied in baptism by using the
name of Jesus Christ.
In all comes down to understanding
who Jesus is. Jesus IS God. The name of the Father IS Jesus,
the name of the Son IS Jesus and the name of the Holy Ghost IS
Jesus. If you are honest and truly believe the Bible is the inspired
and true word of God then you will accept this as fact. If you
are more interested in tradition than truth then I'm sure you
have a problem with my stand. But, truth is truth and
nothing you or I say will change that.
4:4 In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them
which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ,
who is the image of God, should shine unto them. Satan
has disguised himself as an angel of light.
11: 14 & 15 And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed
into an angel of light, Therefore it is no great thing if his ministers
also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end
shall be according to their works.
Take a look on that one-eyed devil of yours (TV). They're everywhere. Calling themselves Christians and begging for your money. You know the drill, send me your cash and god will bless you with a BMW. Man, these charlatans make me want to hurl! If you're looking for truth don't expect to find it on TV. God is not about Hollywood and show. God is about meekness and love and charity.
raised in a Methodist church going family. Born on November 6th,
1955 into a middle class family in Covington, GA. A historic southern
city about 35 miles southeast of Atlanta. At the age of 11 I picked
up guitar and pretty much taught myself to play. With a little guidance
from a friend who showed me a few chords I learned that I had an
ear for picking up tunes that I would hear on the radio and on records
and tapes. There was an instant attraction to the guitar. The way
it was shaped, the feel of the vibration as I played and it was
a way to meet other people and make friends. It was, to say the
least, an addiction. I had been blessed with a great talent and
little did I realize where the journey would take me.
16 I played my first club gig. It was a black supper club in
what would be called, back then, the bottoms. A low rent district
of the black community where few whites were welcome. The bass
player and I were the only white people in the joint. But we
didn't care, the black community treated us with respect and
we made great friends. I also learned a great sense of rhythm
from that experience. I continued to play in several bands in
my teens and in to my twenties. As with most rock musicians
of that period I experimented with all the vices, drugs, women,
etc. I guess you could say I lived the life.
even then in the late hours and early hours after a night of partying
my mind would often wonder to the things of God. Why wasn't I
happy? I had a great life. Lots of friends, all the drugs I could
ever want, women to satisfy my sexual appetite. I just could
not escape this inner feeling of helplessness. Why did these
feelings keep haunting me? It was almost like I could hear God
you can have your fun but, without me you'll never truly be happy".
I could not escape this yearning for God. There was a battle going
on in my mind, an emptiness that I could not seem to fill. Then
after 11 years of living a life of excess I could no longer resist
God's calling on my life. I started to slowly give in to his voice
and asked him to help me. I knew I could not do it on my own. I
was too deep into the lifestyle.
weeks after praying a short but very sincere prayer things started
to happen that at the time seemed catastrophic. The band fell apart,
my live-in girl friend left me. So, as a result I moved back to
Covington and started trying to clean my life up and to try and
make some sense out of life. Why was I here? What purpose could
God have with my life? Why was God constantly dealing with my heart?
These were all questions that I needed answers to. So I turned to
reading the Bible and sought the council of those that I had learned
to respect in my youth. Those that had not chosen a life of partying
but a life of Godly living.
my initial decision to turn my life around and finally give in to
the call of God I felt on my life I quickly learned that there were
many types of religion. It seemed there were endless choices and
frankly I didn't know which way was up (no pun intended). Everyone
seemed to have THE answer. I visited many different churches and
faiths. Listened to all types of radio and watched all the TV programs.
One would tell me I needed to do this and one would tell me to do
that. I soon became confused by all the choices and decided to just
pray for the answer. God seemed to attract my attention to the book
of Acts. There I read about the baptism with fire (whatever that
was) and other spiritual experiences.
didn't know what I was searching for, only that I wanted all God
had for me and was determined not to stop searching until I was
certain I had found what it was my soul was searching for. After
about 3 or 4 months of reading the scriptures and praying for guidance
I had a very unusual experience one evening. I had a date that evening
with a girl that I had lived with a few months earlier. She was
still into the partying scene and I had mixed emotions about seeing
her. For several months it had been a real emotional roller coaster
ride and I was afraid of where my emotions might take me that night.
Anyway, as I was taking a shower I began to pray for strength and
I felt this presence. It was overwhelming! All I could say was, "God,
I'm so sorry. Over and over as I repeated it the feeling became
more and more intense. So intense that it brought me to my knees.
I didn't know it then but I later realized that what I was experiencing
was God's love and forgiveness. It was like I could feel God wrap
his arms around me and comforting me. Telling me and reassuring
me that he had heard my prayers and he would guide and help me
make the right decisions. As the evening progressed I quickly realized
that I would need the strength of God's love that I felt earlier
to help me through that night. That night became a turning point
in my life. There were things that were about to happen that would
soon impact my life in a big way.
This Is Weird!
It was hot muggy July morning in Georgia in 1984. As usual I made
the trek to a little strip mall in downtown Covington which is
about 35 miles southeast of Atlanta. I had decided to take a look
around one of the music stores for some good Christian music. Being
the rocker that I was all those years I was interested to see what
type of contemporary Christian music I could find. As I got right
in front of the store an old friend who used to come and party
with our band stepped out of the store and we greeted each other.
As we spoke I mentioned that I was no longer playing with the rock
band and that I had been attending church. I was surprised to find
that he had started going to church also.
As the conversation turned to God I mentioned that I had been
praying for the baptism of the spirit that I had read about
in Acts. I'll
never forget how his expression changed and how he became excited
to hear that I was searching for this experience. I mentioned
that I couldn't seem to find anyone that could tell me
how to receive
it. He suggested I come to church with him the next day and was
more than thrilled to agree. Especially since he seemed to know
exactly what I was searching for. Later that day he stopped by
my house and brought me some literature to read. As I read the
literature I became really interested in what the next day would
Was it possible that this experience I had been praying and searching for could finally be about to happen? I could hardly sleep that night and when Sunday came I was up and ready to go. Full of anticipation of what the day would bring my friend and I arrived at a small United Pentecostal Church in Porterdale, GA., a small cotton mill village in the mid-sixties. As we entered and took our seat I looked around and saw a few faces I recognized. Several members came up to me to greet me and I could feel their warmth and friendliness. Something was more different about this place but at the time I just couldn't put my finger on it.
As the service progressed on this Sunday morning in July 1984
I noticed several open expressions of faith that had not
been prevalent in the several churches I had previously
I also noticed
that most of the women did not wear makeup and most had really
long hair. I found this rather odd. After the service I went
up to talk to young man who I found out later was the youth
leader. I told him I was seeking the baptism of the spirit.
and ask me to come into the pastors office. There I met Pastor
J. T. Payne. They sat me down and I told them of the experience
I had a few weeks prior while taking a shower. They told
me that what I felt was the Holy Ghost. I told them how
for truth and for the baptism of the spirit.
They took me to the book of Acts second chapter and the 38th
verse where Peter on the Day of Pentecost stood up and
the Holy Ghost fell. Saying to repent and be baptized in
the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sin. They
that I needed
to be baptized. They asked if I would like to be baptized
that evening. I told them I would rather do it right now.
morning I went down in the wonderful name of Jesus Christ
for the remission
of my sin. I can't tell you how I felt afterward. It was
just amazing how clean and free I felt afterward. I knew
happened that day and even though I thought the people
were a little strange I really liked how they made me feel.
unique glow about these people that really appealed to me.
In the days and weeks that
followed I was there at every service. I looked forward with
anticipation to the Wednesday and Sunday
services. I was hungry for all that God had for me and I was willing
to do whatever it took obtain it. After all I had lived like the
devil for almost 30 years and I was ready for a change. Here I
was flat broke and pretty much a wreck emotionally. But the strange
thing was I had an inner peace that I had never experienced
before. At last my life seemed to have purpose. I couldn't explain
my feelings, I just new that the joy I was feeling made all my
past and present troubles seem so unimportant. In the days and
weeks to come I would pray diligently for the baptism of the Holy
Ghost. Then one day while driving home from work on Interstate
20 I was rejoicing and praising God for my newfound life and all
of a sudden I felt God's presence in a mighty way fill the car.
I felt all tingly and light and then all of a sudden this language
started coming from my mouth. It got more and more intense
as I drove home. I was bopping up and down and I know people
that saw me must have thought I was high on drugs. I was high
alright, but not on an earthly drug. This Heavenly experience
was far greater than any drug I had ever experienced. I had
finally gotten the baptism of the spirit that I had been praying
for. From that day forward my life would take me places that
I could only describe as incredible. I couldn't wait to tell
all my friends what had happened to me. It didn't take long
to figure out that most of my friends, except for my church
family, didn't really care to hear about my new found faith.
Here I was all excited about life and God and had no one to
share it with.
All my former band members and even some of my so called Christian
friends thought I was off my rocker. All alone or not I was still
excited about the possibilities that were ahead for me. As time
passed, church and my new church friends became my life. It seemed
that things were finally looking up for this southern boy. I
was broke with only a guitar and an old beat-up car to
my name but
I was happy and that was all that mattered to me after all I'd
been through the last few months. My life now had a purpose and
I had peace and that made all the pain worth it. I had been asked
to join the choir and play guitar. It seemed strange playing
my old guitar I had played in the clubs so I went out and
new white one. A Fender Strat. After being a Les Paul player
for years I figured it was time to change.
During my first two years
I attending a small United Pentecostal Church in Porterdale GA.
It was a small church in an old Mill Village Town about 35 miles
southeast of Atlanta. At first the music was strange to me. But
the feeling I got when I played it made me feel so good. I grew
to love the old hymes and the Spirit-Filled services. Outward
manifestations of worship was new to me. Being raised Methodist
I was not used to the worship. It was not unusual for running,
shouting and even rolling around on the floor to be present at
any given service. I've got to admit that at first it was exciting
just anticipating what the next service might bring. But, what
kept me coming back was the wonderful Bible teaching and love
that I felt in that Church. Pastor J. T. Payne was one of the
finest Biblical teachers I have ever seen.
It was as
if the Heavens had opened along with my understanding. I was
hearing the scriptures in a way that I never had before. This
was just too right to be wrong and I knew it. Deep inside I was
feeling and experiencing emotions I didn't know I had. I was
baptized during my first visit but had yet to receive the Holy
Ghost. I was shown in scripture that if I got baptized in Jesus
Name that I would receive the Holy Ghost. But to be honest I
didn't really grasp what the Holy Ghost was. I knew I wanted
all God had for me but my understanding was limited. With a few
services under my belt and some major reading and studying my
understanding was slowly being opened to me.
of the Holy Ghost
Up until this time I had not received the Baptism of the Holy Ghost. I was praying for it but had yet to experience it. On an early Fall day in 1984 I was traveling home from work on Interstate 20 from Atlanta. I was praying and just generally praising and worshipping God. I was feeling especially good that day and was just enjoying the presence of the Lord. I got kind of carried away and all of a sudden I was engulfed in this presence that was overwhelming. The next thing I knew I was speaking in tongues. Hard to explain but I had finally gotten my answer to prayer, I had received the Baptism of the Holy Ghost. If you haven't experienced this it's really tough to describe. All I can say is that is a very comforting feeling.
that void that all of us have from the day we are born. It's
that missing piece that makes us complete. The joy it brought
me and still brings me is just so wonderful. To think that God
would love me enough to come and live inside of me. If you are
feeling empty and are searching for happiness, the only thing
that can truly satisfy that emptiness is God. It's the missing
piece that we all search for but never seem to find through money,
sex or drugs.
the Holy Ghost was about to take me on was just unreal. As I
look back through my Christian journey it has been an unreal
trip. Filled with joy and happiness that only God can bring.
I'm not going to lie and tell you I did not enjoy the life of
Rock & Roll. I did and I did it with everything I had. But, there
are regrets and heartache that I will never forget. The problems
I caused my Mom and Dad, the times I narrowly escaped death.
I could go on and on. If it was not for the prayers of others
I would have surely died at a very young age. I was headed for
the quick end for sure. Thank God for Grace.