In reading Larry A. Bollingers letter to the editor (Herald, June 22), I was reminded of my own blindness of 30 years ago when I ridiculed the Bible and sat outside the church honking my horn when my kids failed to exit Sunday services when I thought they should. If I had been God, I would have killed me, but he is gracious and long-suffering, not willing that any should perish, not even me.
I, too, considered myself very intelligent and could give you many reasons why I was right and the Bible thumpers were ignorant peasants. Then, one day, when I went to the church to get the preacher straightened out, I met the living God face to face. I suddenly realized I was an arrogant, self-righteous sinner. I was a lost man on my way to Hell, and I suddenly realized that if I did not humble myself before the one who held my life in his hands, repent of my sin and ask for his forgiveness, it was just a matter of time until judgment day.
That day changed my life. I went from a know-it-all to a broken man. Several years later, God called me to preach and for the last 20 years, I have done just that. First, at the Storehouse Food Bank south of Durango for 12 years and then, eight years at Little Brown Church at the state line on U.S. Highway 550. I will pray for Bollinger and, perhaps, before it is too late, he, too, will come to realize his true condition, repent of his sin and be washed clean by the saving power of the only begotten son of God, Jesus Christ.