Let’s trade in the ole ‘sinner’s prayer’ for this approach

clunkerI admit that I’m not someone who recalls the exact moment of my salvation as a glorious transformation for which the date and time is indelibly etched in my memory. In fact, I question whether I was really saved when I recited the “sinner’s prayer” as a child. It wasn’t until adulthood that my life exhibited any of the visible fruit. As a child I was simply trying to avoid hell by “clipping” the Bible’s “redemption coupon” which I thought I could redeem for free “fire insurance.” For me, the sinner’s prayer was dangerous because, in my mind, it never connected my need for a savior with God’s desire to save me, although it gave me the false sense of security that it had. Continue reading