On July 31, 1995, I meekly prayed to God, surrendering my life to the Lordship of Jesus. I was 19 years old, and I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
Before then, I fell somewhere between the states of being agnostic and atheistic. (And I am Jewish, too, just to complicate things.) All things considered, I was an arrogant fool.
That is why the words of “At Calvary” mean so much to me now:
Years I spent in vanity and pride,
Caring not my Lord was crucified,
Knowing not it was for me He died
Mercy there was great, and grace was free;
Pardon there was multiplied to me;
There my burdened soul found liberty,
By God’s Word at last my sin I learned;
Then I trembled at the law I’d spurned,
Till my guilty soul imploring turned
Now I’ve giv’n to Jesus everything,
Now I gladly own Him as my King,
Now my raptured soul can only sing
Oh, the love that drew salvation’s plan!
Oh, the grace that brought it down to man!
Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span
That’s nineteen years I spent “caring not my Lord was crucified,” and now nineteen years that “I gladly own Him as my King.”
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” 2 Corinthians 5:17
Or, as I tweeted the other day:
I am thankful that God loves me & pursues me more than I love & pursue Him.
— Joey Espinosa (@EspinosaJoey) July 26, 2014
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