During my ever-lengthening pilgrimage as a disciple of Jesus (69 years) and a minister of His Gospel (59 years), I have been increasingly impressed with the opportunities provided by the Liturgical Calendar to help teach and impart vitally important Gospel truths. This fact is indicative of growth in my spiritual perspective and my overcoming a “blind spot” in my own spiritual background.
At this point, a brief word of explanation may be helpful. I was reared in a home with a Christian mother who from my earliest memories taught me that God loved me, Jesus died on the cross for me, and that He had a tailor-made plan for my life that was the source of all meaning and purpose for my existence (Ps. 139:13-16; Rom. 12:1-2). Being a Boston native, she was a conservative Northern Baptist married to a token, lost Texas Methodist she met while he was serving in the U.S. Navy during World War II.
My mother later told me that when she married my father (she was 19 and he was 21 in 1943, and he was already assigned to go back to the Pacific that year), she had no idea she was marrying a state. Upon his return from the Pacific in February 1946, he wired her to meet him in Galveston, Texas, for a second honeymoon. I was born 9 months later, part of the first-year crop of the famous “Baby Boom” (78 million babies born between 1946 and 1964).
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SOURCE: Christian Post, Dr. Richard D. Land