Why I Left Atheism
By John Clayton
Of all the lessons that I present concerning the existence of God
and of all the material that I try to make available to people to learn
about God's existence, the present lesson, "Why I Left Atheism,"
is the lesson in the series that I frankly do not like to present. I
guess none of us like to look back in our lives to a time when we
made poor judgments and foolish mistakes when we took rather
really idiotic positions--and admit this, especially to people we are
not well acquainted with. I present this lesson, however, because it
is my fervent hope and prayer that perhaps by exposing my mistakes
and by pointing out the things that were a part of my early life, some
who might be following the same paths (to a greater or lesser extent)
might not make those same mistakes. Someone once said that
nobody is totally useless; if we cannot do anything else, we can at
least serve as a bad example. That is sort of my situation. I am
hoping that by presenting these materials and telling you something
about my early life, some of you may be able to recognize the lack
of wisdom and perhaps the poor judgment that is involved in
rejecting God and living a life that demonstrates such a rejection.
Most of the time when I speak to religious groups or to people
who believe in God, someone will ask me somewhat incredulously,
"Well, were you really an atheist? Did you really not believe in
God?" I want to start by asserting that the answer to that question is
a very affirmative "Yes." At one time in my life, I was totally and
firmly convicted that there was no such thing as God and that
anybody who believed in God was silly, superstitious, ignorant and
had simply not looked at the evidence. I felt that believers in God
were uneducated and were just following traditions, superstitions
and things that really made no sense to a person who was aware of
what was going on around him. Of course, that kind of life and
conviction led me to do and say things and to be something that was
really very unpleasant. I lived a life that was immoral and which
reflected a lack of belief in God. I lived in a way that was very self-centered
and that satisfied my own pleasures and desires regardless
of whether or not other people were hurt in the process of what I
was doing. In the process of doing this, I did a lot of things that
have affected me through my whole life. It is because of this that I
present these materials hoping that perhaps some of you will not
make the mistakes and suffer the consequences that I have suffered.
I cannot clearly remember all of the events that took place or the
proper sequence of events because I was not taking notes. I never
expected that I would be trying to recall these things, much less tell
someone else about them. Still, I can recall in a general way much
of what happened, and I am very sure of the concepts. It is the
concepts that will be most useful to you.
I guess the reason that I was an atheist is the same reason that
many of you are believers in God. That was because I had been
indoctrinated in that particular persuasion. My background, the
variables that were exposed to me as a child, led me very strongly in
that direction. Just as many of you believe in God because your
parents believe in God and because they instilled this belief in you, I
also questioned, challenged and rejected God because that was the
kind of indoctrination that I received as a child. I can remember my
mother saying to me as a child something like, "Do you really
believe there is an old man, floating around in the sky, blasting
things into existence here upon the earth? Do you really believe that
crummy looking structure on the corner could be something
beautiful called 'the church?' Do you really believe that there is a
hole in the ground that I am going to be thrown into and burned
eternally if I do not live just the way some preacher thinks I ought
to?" Of course, I could not conceive of these things as a child.
Consequently, I came to believe that anybody who believed in God
was just silly, superstitious, ignorant and unlearned. You may
wonder how it would be possible for a person coming out of this
type of background and kind of learning situation to come to be a
strong believer in God today, devoting his life to trying to help
people to understand that there is a God in heaven and that the Bible
is His literal and verbally inspired Word. It is the purpose of this
booklet to try and point out at least some of the things that entered
into my acceptance of God, Jesus Christ and the Bible as God's
Word.
My high school career was one in which I grew quite rapidly
academically. I enjoyed science and decided that I wanted to be a
scientist of some kind I entered Indiana University majoring in the
field of physical science. It was actually at this point that one of the
great changes that occurred in my life took place. I enrolled in a
course in astronomy at the feet of one of the great astronomers of
our day. In that particular course, we were studying the problem of
origins--the creation of matter from nothing. As we discussed this
particular subject, we went into all those theories that are in that
particular material. We talked about the Big Bang Theory, the Quasistatal
Theory, the Continuous Generation Theory, the Planetessimal
Theory, etc.
When we got to the conclusion of that discussion, I asked the
professor which of the particular theories was the one that is most
acceptable and that satisfactorily explains the creation of matter from
nothing. He leaned over the desk and looked me straight in the eye
and said, "Young man, you need to learn to ask intelligent
questions." That rather upset me. I did not appreciate that and I
said, "Well, what do you mean?" He said, "This is not a question
that a scientist tries to answer. This is a question for the philosopher
or theologian, but this is not something that falls into the realm of
science." I was very disturbed by that answer. I had always felt
that science could ultimately answer all the questions that man had--
that there was nothing that science could not eventually take care of
as far as what man might challenge and want to know about--yet
this learned man, an expert in his field, said that this was an area that
the scientist should not even try to answer--that it was totally
beyond the capacity of science to explain and explore.
Not too long after that, I enrolled in a course in biology at the feet
of one of the great primitive life scientists in the country. As we
discussed the initial beginning of life upon the earth in that class, we
talked about the synthesis of various primitive chemical materials
such as deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA). As we discussed this, I once
again asked a question related to the one that I had asked previously.
I asked this professor what the process was by which the original
life--the original living cells upon the earth--came into existence.
How did the structure or generation of DNA occur? Once again,
this man said, 'Young man, that is not a question that falls within
the realm of science." I guess what was happening to me was the
same thing that Lord Kelvin, a very famous British scientist,
described in his writings when he made the statement, "If you study
science deep enough and long enough it will force you to believe in
God." That is what happened to me. I began to realize that science
had its limitations--that science, in fact, strongly pointed to other
explanations than natural ones to certain questions.
It was about this time when another thing happened in my life
and that was that a woman entered it. A lot of things begin with
women (some things end with them, too). In this particular case,
this young lady was by all means the most bull-headed, stubborn,
cast-iron willed individual I had ever met in all my life. I can make
those statements because some six years later I married her. This
was the first girl I ever met that I felt I could respect. Sometimes
you will hear preachers who know absolutely nothing about what
they are talking about from the role of experience make statements
such as, "If you hold on to your virtues and maintain your moral
standards, a man will respect you more." Let me tell you, as one
who has lived on the other side of the fence and has thought as one
who is alienated from how God thinks, that that statement is true. I
will guarantee you that I never thought seriously about marrying
anyone until I met this girl who I could respect--who really stood
for something. Not only did she stand for something morally, she
believed in God and read her Bible. Though she could not answer
all my questions, she kept going back to the Bible, I did not seem to
be able to break her faith as I had been able to do with other people
and the thing that happened was that as a result of her stubbornness
and refusal to reject the Bible, she forced me to read the Bible.
I read the Bible through from cover to cover four times during
my sophomore year in college for the explicit purpose of finding
scientific contradictions in it, By that, I mean statements in the Bible
that were false that I could throw back at her to show her how
ridiculous it was to believe in God. I had even decided to write a
book called All the Stupidity of the Bible. Something amazing
happened as I did this. As I considered and thought about these
things, I found that I could not find a contradiction. I tried that
whole year and years after to find a contradiction--to find some
kind of scientific inaccuracy in the Bible. I just simply was not able
to do it. I gave up writing the book because of a lack of material! It
is amazing to me that as I talk to people, I find many who claim to
be Christians and who perhaps claim to have been Christians for
many years who have not read the Bible through cover to cover
once. I find it hard to believe that they believe in God very much if
they do not even want to know what He has to say.
As I read the Bible through again and again, I began to realize
that all the things I had been told about God and religion were not
what the Bible said. They may have been what organized religion
said or what some men taught, but not what the Bible itself said.
For example, the Bible did not say that God was an old man floating
around in the sky, blasting things into existence here upon the earth.
The Bible said, "God is a spirit..." (John 4:24) and that God is not
flesh and blood. Jesus made the statement, ".. for flesh and blood
hath not revealed it unto thee, but my father which is in heaven."
(Matthew 16:17). There are many people today who do not
understand this. A Russian astronaut once made the statement,
"See, I told you there was no God; I didn't see him when I was in
orbit." The question might be, "What was he looking for?" I began
to recognize that God was not an old man in the sky. I had an
anthropology professor not too long ago who made the statement in
all dead seriousness, "We all know what God is; He is an old man
with a long white beard and big flowing robes." I am sure that this
was his concept of God. I began to recognize that this was not the
biblical concept of God.
I began to recognize that the Christian life was not an altruistic
life. I had been told by several people as a child that if you ever
become a Christian, you cannot ever be happy, you cannot ever own
anything, and you have to walk around with a long sad face with
your chin dragging the ground. Yet when I read the Bible I read
statements like, "So ought men to love their wives as their own
bodies. He that loveth his wife loveth himself. For no man ever
yet hated his own flesh; but nourisheth and cherisheth it ..."
(Ephesians 5:28-29). I read about the Ethiopian eunuch who went
on his way rejoicing because he had found Jesus Christ and the
happiness that went with that acceptance of Jesus in his life. I have
had many problems come into my life, but all I have to do is to look
back at how miserable life was without Christ and I can realize that
life, as it is now with Jesus, is beautiful in comparison.
I began to recognize that the Church was not a building. I can
remember that when we lived in Alabama, there was a meeting place
of some religious group just down the street from us. My mother
used to point to that as we drove or walked by and say, "Look at
that. How could anybody believe in God when the Church looks
like that." I realized that the Bible did not teach that the Church is
such a structure. I Corinthians 3:16 makes the statement, "Know ye
not that ye are the temple of God..." As an atheist, I recognized
that you could meet on the moon, in a submarine, out in the desert
or anyplace else and still be the Church. The Church was not a
building. What a tragedy it is that so many today have invested
enormous amounts of money in edifices and buildings, while other
human beings have gone hungry nearby.
I began to recognize that hypocrisy was not confined to religion.
I had the idea that every hypocrite in the world sat in a pew on
Sunday morning, and thus that everybody who was not sitting in a
pew was not a hypocrite. I remember the lesson I learned on this.
There was a young man who would sit elbow to elbow with me
arguing against the religionist from time-to-time. He was in the
hospital once with a very serious ailment. I went up to visit him and
as I opened the hospital door, I saw him down on his knees praying
to God. I stood at the door of that hospital room screaming at him,
"You hypocrite--you dirty hypocrite!," until I was escorted out of
the hospital. It slowly began to dawn on me that hypocrisy is a
function of humanity, not religion. You deal with hypocrites at the
grocery store, at the filling station, on the job, at school and at the
golf course (maybe more there than anywhere else). You do not
quit buying groceries because the grocer says one thing and does
another. You do not quit your job because your employers tell you
to do something that they themselves would not touch with a ten-foot
pole. You do not deprive yourself or your child of a good
education because a teacher teaches one thing and lives something
else. You do not quit playing golf because your buddy takes a
stroke in the rough and does not count it when he thinks you did not
see it. Sure there is hypocrisy in the Church, because there are
human beings in the Church, and as long as you deal with human
beings, you are going to deal with hypocrisy. Do you want to get
away from hypocrisy? Dig a 20-foot hole in your backyard, jump
in, let someone cover you with dirt, and even then you are going to
be sitting down there in the bottom of that hole with one hypocrite.
There is not a one of us breathing air that is as consistent as we
ought to be, but the person who says, "I'm not going to be a
Christian! I'm not going to serve God! I'm not going to get
involved in the work of the Church because there are hypocrites in
the Church," is just logically inconsistent! We do not use that kind
of thinking anywhere else in our lives. How can we do it in our
relationship to God? There were many, many misconceptions that I
had to get rid of to really understand what the Bible really teaches.
Another thing that I think needs to be mentioned here as we
discuss some of the things that led me to believe in God were things
that had to do with my happiness. I remember that as a young
person, I had what would be an ideal home by worldly standards.
My parents were marvelous people; there was no divorce, unfaithfulness
or neglect in my family. We did things as a family. We
enjoyed each other, yet I ran away from home. I was rebellious and
antagonistic. As I look back at God's Word today, I can see why
these things happened. In Colossians 3:20, for example, the Bible
says, "Children, obey your parents in all things: for this is well
pleasing unto the Lord." Obedience was not a characteristic of John
Clayton as a young man. Living in Bloomington, IN, Indianapolis
was known as the party town, and if I wanted to go to Indianapolis,
I went. When my mother said she did not want me to go, I
disconnected the speedometer and went. I did anything and
everything I wanted to do. After all, there was no God. All my
parents were doing was restricting my fun and enjoyment in life;
why should I obey them? I lived a life that was totally antagonistic
to everything that my parents stood for. It is amazing to me today
that some parents who do not believe in God and demonstrate this
lack of belief to their children by what they say or the way they live
wonder why their children will not obey them. Why should they?
They have removed the only source of authority that they have, and
no child is going to obey a parent who has destroyed that source of
authority. I am convinced that much of our law and order problems
center around this very question.
Recently, I was talking to a young man up in Michigan who had
been a participant in some of the riots at the University of Michigan.
He made the statement to me that he had done these things and I
asked him why he had not obeyed the law. He said, "What law?"
and I said, "The law of the land the law that God has instituted."
He looked at me and laughed and said, "Man, I don't believe in
God." I do not believe we can have law and order when we remove
the source of the authority to that law and order. Certainly, my
rebelliousness and failure to obey my parents brought a great deal of
unpleasantness and misery not only into my life, but into theirs.
The very next verse in Colossians 3 contains another statement that I
think had a great deal to do with my unhappiness and rebelliousness
as a child. The statement is made, "Fathers, provoke not your
children to anger, lest they be discouraged." My parents had a
tradition when I was a young man a tradition they called the
cocktail hour. I have never seen my parents drunk, but they would
drink a few martinis and my mother would ask me questions that
ordinarily she would not have asked. I remember, for instance, she
would sometimes ask, "What did you do with the girl you took out
last night?" That was about the last thing I was going to tell my
mother, so I learned to look her right straight in the eye and lie. I
could lie to her or anybody else without batting an eyelash. I
conditioned myself to do things that were wrong. I conditioned
myself to steal. I remember the first time that I stole something. It
was a box of raisins from an IGA store. I felt so badly that I took it
back and apologized. Sometime later, I stole a comic book from a
drug store; I took it back, but I did not apologize. Six months from
then, I was stealing almost anything I could get my hands on, not
because I needed it, but because it was fun--it was a challenge. I
even went so far as to be caught stealing money from my parents.
That brings me to the next point, which is certainly another thing
that had to do with my happiness.
When I read passages in the Bible like the 53rd Psalm, for
instance, I sometimes almost feel like God is describing John
Clayton some years ago. Psalm 53:1-3 says:
The fool hath said in his heart, "There is no God." Corrupt are
they, and have done abominable iniquity: There is none that
doeth good. God looked down from heaven upon the children
of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that
did seek God. Every one of them is gone back: they are
altogether become filthy; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
Another statement, made by Solomon in Ecclesiastes 1, says:
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all
is vanity. What profit hath a man of all his labour which he
taketh under the sun?...I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
I have tried almost everything you can imagine to find pleasure and
happiness. I will not try to tell you that I did not find pleasure using
my own system of following my own desires, but I can guarantee
you that I did not find happiness. I tried every conceivable thing
you can think of. I tried all kinds of things--things that were
immoral, that were wrong, that hurt other people, and things that I
would not even want to describe. I did those things because I was
trying to find pleasure and happiness and, as I say, I found pleasure
sometimes. However, I never went to bed at night satisfied or
happy with my life and enjoying my living. I never got up in the
morning looking forward to a new day. Life was just one long
chain of misery.
Judge Roy Moore of Lawton, Oklahoma, who deals with the
legal problems precipitated by the presence of Ft. Sill in that area,
once made the statement to me, "I've never seen a young man on
drugs live more than seven years without taking his life." You may
not be able to understand that, but I have sat on the edge of my bed
with a 22 caliber rifle between my legs, trying to have enough guts
to pull the trigger. I bottomed out that low; I got that emotionally
disturbed and upset with my desire and attempt to find happiness.
Please listen to me and profit by what I am saying. You can try
every conceivable thing that this world has to offer. You can try
sex, drugs, alcohol, stealing, and all kinds of things in a desperate
attempt to find happiness. I can testify from experience that you
may find pleasure, but you will not find happiness. I can go back to
Bloomington, Indiana, today and meet people who refuse to believe
that I have changed my life--people that I hurt and who knew the
kind of life I lived. The reason that I think many things happen with
young people today is because they try to fmd happiness living their
own way. It simply does not work. Have you ever wondered why
it is that when a person gets clean on drugs, gets rid of the problem
of alcohol or conquers some of the problems like the ones I had, that
the person always seems to get involved in some religious cause,
halfway house or something like that? Why is that? I can tell you
from my own experience that we have learned that the only place
you find happiness is in using God's system--in following God's
way. Perhaps people that have lived without God appreciate so
much more than people that have grown up in religious structures--
what you have in the Church. You do not find happiness living
your own system, but only in living God's way and in being a part
of God's system.
As perhaps you are beginning to realize as we get into this
discussion more thoroughly, there were a variety of things that led
me to believe in God. One other thing that I think ought to be
mentioned is the fact that I entered a period of military service about
this time. For the first time in my life, I came in contact with death.
I began to think about the reasonableness of death as I looked at it as
an atheist. Perhaps a more accurate way to describe this was the
way that I had to look at life because of death. As an atheist, I
realized that I had to look at life with all of its problems, difficulties,
and terrible things that I experienced as the best thing that I could
ever look forward to. Yet I realized that as a Christian, I would be
able to look at life with all of its joys, beauties, and wonderful
things that we all enjoy as the absolute worst that I was ever going
to have to experience. Yet from a philosophical point, I began to
realize that Christianity offered a great deal in this particular area. I
did not get scared into believing in God, but I think this area
together with all these other things helped to make me realize that
there really was quite a change in my understanding of what
Christianity and God are all about. I began to recognize that perhaps
there were some things about the Church and what it had to offer
that were important to me.
About this time in my life, I decided that other religious systems
might be just as good as the Bible. To check them out, I began
reading the Vedas, Koran, Sayings of Buddha, writings of Bahaullah
and Zoroaster and found that other religions taught many
things I could not accept. There were teachings in their writings
concerning what life was like after this life that were unrewarding
and unrealistic and there were descriptions of God that were illogical
and inconsistent. There were also many scientific inaccuracies in
their works. There were many teachings about life and how to live
it that were not workable. This included the role and position of
women in the Koran, the Holy War concept of Mohammed, the
pantheism of nearly all other systems, reincarnation, idol worship,
polygamy and a myriad of ideas which I had expected to find in the
Bible, but did not. I began to realize that nothing matched the
Bible's system of life. Only in the Bible could I see statements
which would stand in the face of the scientific facts that I knew to be
true and only the Bible offered a system of life that I felt was
reasonable and consistent. I decided that if I ever carne to believe in
God, it would be a belief based upon the Bible.
The next question was that if I ever became a believer in God,
which of all the religious organizations claiming to be Christianity
would be the correct one. I recognized that I did not want to be a
part of all these traditional religious bodies that taught the error that I
had been taught and had believed in my early years, so I started
visiting the various religious organizations in southern Indiana at
that time. I visited almost every religious organization that I could
get into, to try and see what they taught, to see if they followed the
Bible and if they understood what the Bible had to say or if they
followed men's theologies. My experience was that as I went from
one to another, each of them taught something that was not in the
Bible. They honored some men above other men, they taught that
unreligious writings were equivalent to the Bible and they did not
follow the Bible literally and verbally. I had had enough of religious
confusion and error. I did not want any more of that sort of thing,
so I continued looking. In a real sense, I guess you could say I am
still looking I am still trying to find that true Church. I did find the
religious group that seemed to me to follow the Bible very closely.
In Bloomington, there was a group of people who met on the comer
of 4th and Lincoln St. They were called the Church of Christ.
These people still did not totally follow what I understood to be the
biblical system. My challenge today to young people who are
Christians would be to do a job of totally restoring New Testament
Christianity. This group did have the doctrine of Christianity pretty
well restored as I understood it. I recognized that passages like
I Peter 3:21 ("The like figure whereunto even baptism doth also
now save us...") had to be interpreted as meaning what it said, and
this group did interpret that in a way that I felt was consistent with
that passage, This group did interpret Acts 2:38 ("...be baptized
every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins...")
in a way that I felt was consistent and they did reject men
as their source of authority.
As a matter of fact, I remember hearing one of the first lessons
that I ever heard in that building preached by a man by the name of
Raymond Muncy. Mr. Muncy said something about, "Now, don't
you ever listen to anything any preacher says," and I said amen to
that. He went on and talked about how we should not rely upon
man and I want to tell you here and now that you should never
believe anything any preacher says. Do not ever listen to any
preacher, under any circumstance, unless you can find for yourself
in the Bible that what that man says is consistent with God's Word.
This is, in essence, what Mr. Muncy was saying and I was very
impressed by it, but that group of people did not give as they were
prospered. Yes, they worshiped according to God's format, but
they did not give as they were prospered. They were not involved
in teaching their neighbors about Jesus Christ. There was a very
small percentage who were active in the work and they certainly did
not manifest the kind of love and appreciation for each other that I
understood the Bible to teach. The generation before you has
restored the doctrine of Christianity--I believe that. However, they
have yet to restore the spirit of New Testament Christianity and that
is your challenge. Restore the spirit of New Testament
Christianity the love and the concern for the souls of others that
the early Church had. I recognized that the Church of Christ was
the closest thing that I had seen to what the Bible taught. I
determined that if I ever became a Christian, I would become a
member of this group--a group that was trying to follow the Bible
literally and verbally, that would not accept the teachings of men and
would not try to be influenced by the traditions of the past.
I guess the real straw that broke the camel's back occurred some
six months later. I was enrolled in my first geology course at
Indiana University. The professor was a brilliant, well-known
atheist. On the first day of class, in response to a discussion, he
made a statement something like, "I'm going to show you that the
Bible is a bunch of garbage;" and I thought, "Now this is going to
be great," because I was getting concerned. I was still saying that I
was an atheist to those who knew me well. I was still rejecting God
and holding on tenaciously to my lack of belief. It is hard to change
a life that has gone a certain direction for years and all of a sudden
make it go another direction and I was not ready For that. I thought
this man was going to be able to provide me with some arguments
that would finally defeat this girl that I had been dating all these
years. She was a Christian although perhaps not as strong as she
might have been. I was going to show her that this religion stuff
was really a lot of bunk and I was even convinced that I might even
be able to show Ray Muncy that belief in God was, not realistic. Mr.
Muncy was a man who had great patience and knowledge, but he
had not been given much of an opportunity to convince or teach me
much of anything.
The professor started the class out by showing us the various
methods of dating rocks and other parts of the creation. He then
asserted that everyone knew that the Bible said the earth was 6,000
years old. I asked where it said that. He replied that he believed it
was in Genesis the 52nd chapter. I started looking, not knowing
much about the Bible, to Genesis 40, Genesis 49, Genesis 50,
Exodus 1 I said, "Wait a minute; Genesis only has 50 chapters."
He sputtered around a few minutes, but he never did find that
passage. Of course, the Bible does not say the earth is 6,000 years
old. The Bible is totally silent on the age of the earth and I realized
that. This man made the statement that the Bible says that God
created two cocker spaniels, two English terriers and two German
shepherds. We all had a good laugh when we figured out how big
the Ark would have to be to hold the 20 million groupings of this
kind. Once again, I asked where the word kind was defined in that
way. It did not seem to me that the word kind meant that. We
looked at it and he finally said he guessed that maybe it did not.
I Corinthians 15:39 is the only definition of the word kind and that
is a very broad definition (All flesh is not the same flesh:
but there is one kind of flesh of men, another flesh of beasts, another
of fishes, and another of birds.)
Genesis 1 uses the same terminology
and the same break-down as I Corinthians 15. To make a very,
very long story fairly short, when I turned in my final exam the last
day of class, I said to this learned professor, "Sir, you have not
really shown me any contradiction between what we have studied in
this course and in what the Bible has to teach." He jerked my paper
away from me and said, "Well, I guess if you really study it, there is
no contradiction." I was shocked! I was appalled! Here was a man
who had a PhD. and was a leading atheist, yet he could not answer
my silly questions, from an ignorant college junior who was on his
side. I remember that February day very clearly. I walked back to
my room in the dormitory in a state of shock. I could not believe
what had happened. I got to my room about 11:00 and sat on my
bed just thinking what a stupid, ignorant fool I had been. I had
rejected God; I had been dishonest. I had actually been stupid in my
response to the evidence available to me. I did not like people who
refused to look at the evidence and draw intelligent conclusions. I
did not like people who could not break free of their parent's
thinking and do their own thinking. I had always accused the
religionists of doing this, yet I recognized that I had been guilty of
the same thing. I had refused to be honest--to look at the evidence.
I had refused to make comparative choices based upon what was
available to me. I was miserable.
Supper time came and I was still sitting there. My roommate
came in and said, "Are you ready to eat?" I said, "No, I'm not
hungry," He said, "Are you sick?" I said, "Yes, I'm sick of me!!!
I'm sick of being selfish, I'm sick of using people, I'm sick of
being dishonest, I'm sick...." I was still telling him what I was sick
about as he left for supper. At the time, I did not understand what
was happening, but I do now! That is what repentance is all
about--to get sick of a selfish, egotistical, destructive life and turn
to God''s way--to turn to a life that has value, meaning and direction.
My roommate went on to eat and I just sat there determined
that I had to do something. I could no longer sit back and be
dishonest and continue to refuse to accept the obvious evidence that
was available to me. About 6:30, I got up and started walking
toward the building where the Church of Christ met on Wednesday
nights. The invitation was extended at the Church of Christ that
evening for anyone who wished to accept Christ and come forward.
I went forward, understanding that I now believed totally and
completely in God. I recognized that I needed to start a new life and
be willing to tell people that I accepted the existence of God and
believed that Jesus is His Son. I also realized that I was totally and
completely lost in my sins and that I needed to be baptized to have
forgiveness (as the Bible commanded). I started down that aisle that
night and Raymond Muncy went into a mild state of shock.
I remember the expression on his face. I do not think he believed
that the power of God could ever reach a man as divorced as I was
from anything good, decent and godly. I was baptized into Christ
that evening for the remission of my sins, as I understood the Bible
to teach. To show you how far I was from God, I called this girl I
had been dating for some six years at that time. I said, "Phyllis,
I've become a Christian!" She said, "I don't believe you. You quit
lying to me." I had to have the preacher's wife talk to her to
convince her that I had, in fact, become a Christian. There are
people today who still do not believe it--that the power of God
could change a man that was as divorced and alienated from God as
I was--but I want to tell you that in many respects, this is just the
beginning of this story. God promised His help to those who are
His followers. Having a close personal relationship to God and to
other followers enables us to conquer enormous problems and do
things we could not possibly do on our own (see Philippians 4:13).
I had a lot to overcome. I could not talk without swearing. You
could not go to the preacher's house and say pass the @$*!#%&
potatoes. I had to learn a new way of talking, a new way of living,
a new set of values and a new morality, because I had lived in
opposition to God. I asked God's help in these things and I found I
was able to overcome things I had never been able to overcome
before. I have a whole new set of problems--a whole new set of
things that I have to work on-but the problems I have today are
nothing like the problems I had in the past. If anyone had told me
twenty years ago that I would be openly using my limited abilities to
publicly convict disbelievers of God's reality, I would have thought
they were insane. Nonetheless, God has blessed my feeble efforts
in spectacular ways--totally beyond anything I could have ever
done,
I want to close this lesson by asking you a very simple
question a question that you need to answer for yourself and that
each person needs to answer I suppose nearly every day. Are you
an atheist (not perhaps as man might define it, but as God defines
it)? Are you an atheist? Oh, I realize you may not be the kind of
atheist that I was. Perhaps you are not immoral or hurting people or
dishonest or doing the kinds of things that I did. I am thankful that
you are not, but do you realize the way Jesus views an atheist?
Matthew 12:30 says, "He that is not with me is against me;
and he that gathereth not with me scattereth abroad."
What is He saying?
He is saying that you are either for God or you are against God.
You are either an atheist or a Christian; you cannot be both. I can
understand how a man can be an atheist. I have been an atheist a
good part of my life. As an atheist, I believed (and still believe) that
my life was consistent, reasonable and defensible.
For a few years now, I have been trying to live what I understand
to be the Christian way of life. Once again, I believe my life is
consistent, reasonable and defensible with what I believe, but I will
never understand (and if you understand I wish you would explain
to me) how a man or a woman or a boy or a girl can say, "Yes, I
believe in God. Yes, I understand that the Bible is God's Word,"
and then not do everything and anything within their power to make
sure their life conforms to what that God teaches. That is not
consistent, not reasonable and not defensible, yet I am sure there
are many people who know that their life is not consistent with
God's way of living. Jesus said, "He that is not with me
is against me; and he that gathereth not with me scattereth abroad." Are you
for Christ? Are you working for Christ? Is your life radiating the
kind of living that Jesus taught? Are you really a Christian or are
you an atheist? There is no middle ground. It is my hope that by
revealing to you the kind of life I have lived, the kind of person I
have been and the mistakes I have made, you have realized that God
is the only way. It is my prayer that you have realized that there is
nothing that can be a part of your life that God cannot help you
overcome and that you also realize that there is no better time than
right now to begin the Christian way of living. Will you not give
yourself to God and live Christ's Way? If you do not know a
person or group of people in you community following the Lord,
write me and I will try to help you.
John N. Clayton
1555 Echo Valley Dr.
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