An Open Letter from a Apostolic Believer (Why I Believe)

Sometimes I might feel hesitant to voice my opinion or beliefs. Or even my real feelings or convictions on certain matters, afraid that I might offend someone. Nor do I want to cause an argument. But I must ask myself, am I to stand there and be weak as hear I everything that someone has to say that goes against my values, beliefs and the Word of God? Should I stand there and just shake my head like I agree? Should I worry that this person might be a family member, someone that I am trying to invite to church or used to attend church? Just where do I draw the line? How long do stay silent for the sake of peace? I honestly don’t think much longer.

Maybe a few explanations will help you understand me more. I was born into an Apostolic Family. I was told that my great grandfather Alonzo Day, who I am named after, was a man of prayer. I heard stories from my uncles of how they would sneak out to the woods and would find him bent over a tree stump praying, crying out to God. I was told he could not read, but would memorize scripture in order to preach. He was married to a great Apostolic Lady, my great grandma Day. One thing that sticks out in my mind the most about grandma Day is that she prayed. She taught her son Johnny to pray. I have also heard stories of how uncle Johnny would call out our names, my name, before the Lord every night before he went to bed. It was these prayers that saved me.

My mom took me to church when I was just a baby. I was told I cried the whole time and would not calm down. Finally the minister came down and took me in his arms and continued preaching. I didn’t make a peep. As a child, I rarely remember missing church. I loved the worship, prayer, the preaching and feeling God. I loved my Sunday School Teachers, Youth Leaders and Pastors. I made some of the best friends in the family of God.

I was taught that there is One God, and His name is Jesus and that we baptize that name. We must have the gift of Holy Ghost by evidence of speaking in tongues. We most be holy, and separate as the scripture says. We must repent of our sins. We must tithe to our church. We need a pastor and need to submit to him, as the Bible says. I was taught that a man should look like a man and a woman look like a woman, just as the Bible teaches. I was taught that the “old man dies” and we are “born again” through Christ when we receive the Holy Ghost. I was taught sin is sin and that I was a sinner. I was taught that Jesus died for me while I was a sinner, and just not me, but all of us. I was taught that I needed a relationship or walk with the Lord. That takes prayer, Bible reading and discipline. I learned to forgive in order to be forgiven, to love my neighbor as myself. I was taught that homosexuality is sin, as well as lying, fornication, stealing, cheating, and the list goes on. Paul says it this way: 1 Cor. 6: Or do you not know that the unrighteous[b] will not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor men who practice homosexuality,[c] 10 nor thieves, nor the greedy, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor swindlers will inherit the kingdom of God. 11 And such were some of you. But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God.

Did you catch that? Paul goes down a list of ones that will not inherit the kingdom of God. But in verse 11 he says “And such were some of you. But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God” We all were sinners. Some of us of the worse kind. Such were some of you.

I guess this is my point. There are three types of people that I come in contact with. Those that are living for God, the Apostolic way that I was taught. I pray your walk will only continue to grow.

The second being those that are on Paul’s list. And such were some of us. Most of you know me. Knew me when I wasn’t the Christian man that I am today. You could tell stories, make jokes, bring up the past, cast stones, point fingers, make fun, or whatever it may be. We all know where I have been. I am not proud of it, more ashamed of it then anything. But I found mercy and forgiveness at an altar. My sins were forgiven and washed away when I was baptized in Jesus Name. If He can do it for me, HE can do it for you.

The third are those that have walked it, believed it, preached it, lived it, taught it and claimed this Apostolic Faith. And such were some you…

It grieves my heart when I see and hear that friends or family have walked away from this great truth. I wonder some days how I have made it. How I survived war, drug addiction, depression, and spiritual attacks. Why is my marriage still together? Why am I blessed? It is because of this Apostolic Faith. Prayers from churches, pastors and their wives, family members and friends have lifted me out of the lowest of lows. Why would anyone turn from this awesome message? Run from God’s protection and favor? What makes an Apostolic believer change? What makes a pastor or preacher stop believing this message? What changes their views so drastically? Again I turn to Paul’s writings. Galatians 1:8 But even if we or an angel from heaven should preach a gospel other than the one we preached to you, let them be under God’s curse!

Paul says any other Gospel. Nothing has changed. There is no new religion, or freedom. There is only one Gospel, one faith, one baptism. One Truth.

EPH. 4:4-6 There is one body, and one Spirit, even as ye are called in one hope of your calling;

One Lord, one faith, one baptism,

One God and Father of all, who is above all, and through all, and in you all.

 

And such were some of you…

So maybe now you know where I stand. I don’t hate anyone. I may disagree with your ways, and wonder why you have chosen the path you are on. I might not agree with your lifestyle, but I will not pray for you less. If you haven’t experienced this Apostolic Faith, I pray you come to know Jesus the way I have, has a deliver, healer, provider and friend. To my family and friends that no longer go to an Apostolic Church, I am grieved and have many questions as to why. Our pastor at the beginning of the year said God spoke to him that this would be a year of restoration. I believe that. I am praying for. May God continue to draw you and your ears and heart be open.

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