It’s never too late

After reflecting on becoming a Baptist yesterday, I laughed out loud when I remembered there was a fourth church I’d attended over my life…the very first one.  And it was a Baptist church!  Hilarious!  ‘Course I was too young to really understand doctrine, but I’ll tell you what I wasn’t too young to get…Jesus loves me.  I loved going to Sunday school.  I wasn’t saved there, but I fell in love with Jesus there and learned that the Bible is the place to go for truth.  I still have the black, bonded leather, zippered KJV Bible I earned by standing in front of the children’s church and reciting all 66 books of the Bible.  I never read that Bible, you understand, but I still have it.  That was over 50 years ago.  Nearly a lifetime went by before I started reading the Bible cover to cover every year.  But it’s never too late, right?!