Haunted no more
Flannery O'Connor capitally remarked that the South is Christ-haunted. There is a involve for the Bible, an assumption of Christian religion, and a consensus on morals that you don't find to the same degree in other parts of the nation. To be Christ-haunted on a regional uniform, you would expect that many Southern individuals could also be described this way, and for me that is certainly truthful. Christ-haunted is the best type of my life in the South.
So that's why my mom was so offended when I told her that it wasn't until after college that I became a Christian! We grew up flourishing to church most weeks. We were raised with a set of morals based on Christianity. I didn't even stack up to alcohol through college! Isn't all this Christian?
I certainly hope it was, until one day when I was changed. For the first time I had a real order to know God. I dusted off my Bible that had sat shut on my nightstand throughout college. For the first time I accepted what I had said I believed all along. There is a holy God. I am a unspeakable sinner (even if I could dress up my external actions to look Christian, I a split second realized my heart was clearly unhappy). Christ is a mighty Savior. For the first heyday I loved the Cross of Christ where the amercement for my sins was paid.
Haunted no more! His eradication brought me to life!
