Our Mission at The Only Bible
To help Christians live out their faith by equipping them with Biblical knowledge and spiritual guidance.
The Genesis of The Only Bible
When I was first called to teach others about the Bible, I had very little knowledge of who God was. I had written some things, and one of our elders at church read them and invited me to take over his small group.
I have always had a hunger and a drive to study and read all I could on subjects that interested me, but if I am being honest, I had very little experience with God himself.
I was raised in and out of church, and I got all of the surface level teachings from Bible school stories like Noah, Jonah, David and Goliath, and of course Jesus.
I was never introduced to reading the word, and for a long time, thought that going to church was what being a Christian was all about. Because my parents said we were Christians, I believed I was.
The introduction of the Truth
Of course, I would be told by pastors, children's ministers, and other believers that I needed to "accept Christ" and "invite Jesus into my heart", but I didn't know what that meant. I was told I needed to do it, so every time they asked, I did.
The attention that garnered was addicting. Every time a new believer would ask me, I would say I would accept Jesus again and again. These Christians got a notch in their belt, and I got attention. I thought it was a win-win scenario.
Once I moved to junior high, things seemed to change. My family stopped going to church, or maybe I just stopped going with them. I can't remember, but I do know I had little to do with church at that time, and nothing to do with God.
I joined the Fellowship of Christian Athletes (FCA), being neither a Christian nor an athlete. I thought if I could understand them, maybe I could be like them. They were all really nice to me, but I could tell I did not fit in.
Happiness in slavery
Separating myself from God, I enslaved myself to sin. I didn't deny myself any desire that I had. From video games, to alcohol, to naughty magazines, I used them all to pursue happiness.
I tried to do other things to stop. I took ROTC for my PE credit to add extracurricular activity. I joined the basketball team as the manager. I became a cast member for the musical performance, and joined the show choir team.
I always came back to seeking happiness in fulfilling my desires. I even used other people to secure what I needed to satisfy my "needs". I wanted to be happy, but could not find any joy in life.
No matter how hard I tried, I could never obtain happiness. It was always this elusive emotion I could never catch. In the rare occasion I did, it almost never lived up to my expectation and was gone before I could enjoy it.
A blessing and a curse
Going to college, I figured I would outgrow these pursuits. I thought if I could just be popular, happiness would follow me around and I would never feel alone, unworthy, or unwanted again.
Surprisingly, I ended up being more popular than I thought I would be in college. I met people who lived out biblical principals in their daily lives. I started going to the Baptist center and even did some Evangelism Explosion training. But I was living a double life.
I took advantage of scarred and abused women in my search for happiness. Then I met my wife. She is the first and only woman I spoke to and befriended before I ever saw her face.
I met her one night at the Baptist center on campus in a chat room. She was in Kansas and I was in Arkansas. We talked on the phone every night, and shared many things about ourselves. Eventually she moved to be with me and I made the decision to ask her to marry me.
Do you take this woman and...
She said yes, and I panicked. I was sure I needed to change who I was at this point. At first it was easy. I loved her so much I thought I could just choose to love her instead of seeking my own happiness.
It didn't take long before I discovered images of other women online. I went from looking at naughty magazines to viewing anonymously on a computer screen. I turned my desire from my wife to these sites.
I exchanged them for my soul. I became a zombie, ever hungry for more images. She discovered my addiction and it hurt her deeply. I hated how she felt, but I was now enslaved to this new addiction.
The exhausting rouse
I played the role of loving husband and father when I was around my family, and fed my addiction when I wasn't. I was also living a double life when it came to God. I claimed to be a Christian, but secretly despised church and other Christians.
One day, my daughter asked if she could go to church with a friend. We let her go and she came home excited about the church. She asked if we could visit on Sunday. I resisted at first, but gave in to make her happy.
Sunday came and I slept in purposefully. She was so upset I made another promise to go the following Sunday on a few conditions. I refused to go to a cowboy church if I had to sit on hay or sing country music.
My wife and I went and everyone greeted us from the car to the sanctuary. I felt that the preacher was talking directly to me. I told my wife we needed to visit one more Sunday, but if I felt the same way we would join.
Joining the church
We joined the church and were encouraged to join a small group. We decided to go to the one at the preacher's house mainly because he had dinner there.
A few weeks later he asked if I would join the media team which displays the Bible verses and song lyrics on the screen. I agreed and within a few weeks, the media team leader moved his membership to a church closer to his house. I was asked to fill the role.
After about a year or two, I met a man at church and saw him again the preacher's house who loved to read. He read some of my writings and told me he enjoyed them very much.
When this man started a small group, we started going because it was held at the church on Wednesday and we were taking our daughter there at the same time.
He started having to miss and asked me to fill in a few times. Then he asked if I could take over the group altogether. I have been leading this group for a few years now.
The hidden sin
I was leading this group, but still continuing my hidden sin. The day I chose to come clean came in a men's group. I confessed my sin and chose to repent. The men prayed over me and I felt like I had shed the addiction.
A few months later, I found myself mired in it even deeper. I read some books and gained some more months of sobriety. I even got up and confessed to the church and asked members in the same addiction to confess and come into the truth.
Then I started feeling unloved and unworthy again. I dove deeper into the addiction. It got to where I didn't even care how anyone felt, I just wanted to be happy, and my addiction pretended to provide happiness.
The preacher was praying one Sunday and prayed that if anyone had anything getting in the way of a relationship with God, that they would not be able to move until they prayed about it. When he came to the media booth after his sermon, I was still stuck to my chair. I confessed again, and he told me he would be holding me accountable. He asked me to put a blocker on my phone and my computer.
A new mission: about The Only Bible
God impressed on me that I needed to change my habits. I installed the blocker and had my wife create the password. I confessed my continued addiction to her and asked her to help me kick it for good.
I learned that my attitude toward her directly reflected how she treated me. I began writing her love texts whenever I thought of going back to my addiction. This has completely changed our relationship.
I felt convicted that I wasn't doing enough for God. I knew my talents lie in computer repair and web design. He encouraged me about The Only Bible website and I began putting the lessons on here that I was using for the small group.
Now I am looking to provide other believers with resources to live out their faith and teach others about Christ. I'd love for you to join me on this journey to learn about The Only Bible, the Christian.
I'm far from perfect, but I'll be honest. I know firsthand that the truth has set me free!