DHK wrote,
Your response to my post was so predictive. I expected something like that even before I made the post. It is rather an insulting post, if not down ignorant. What do you know about me and/or my family? My parents have probably been to more places (or even countries) then you can write the names of within a period of five minutes. Before you write about me or my family, find out the facts first. Don't make assumptions that you will later regret. I don't need baseless advice based on false assumptions by ignorant people who fail to do their research and by doing so infer false statements about myself and those I love.
DHK,
I wrote absolutely nothing about your family. I merely asked you (not your family, you) why, if the Catholic church you were going to did not preach the gospel, you did not find another that did. I have heard the gospel preached in a Roman Catholic Cathedral by the Bishop in a very large city during a Christmas Eve Mass. The subject of the entire sermon was the necessity of being born again for salvation.
On the other side of the coin, however, I agree that some if not many Roman Catholic churches do not place the importance on group Bible study that most Baptist churches do. One afternoon I had a long talk with the rector of the above referenced Cathedral and we discussed that very topic. He expressed to me that his own congregation did not have the Biblical knowledge that many Protestants do, and he told me that he was considering beginning a Sunday school program at the Cathedral.
I have had the privilege of sitting down one on one with many clergymen of many different denominations in very serious conversations about reaching people for Christ and the subsequent ministry to them, but of all these conversations one will always stand out in my mind distinctly separate from all the rest—and that conversation was the one with the Rector referenced above. Never before or after, in all my years as a Christian, a pastor, and a teacher of the Bible, have I experienced the divine presence that I experienced sitting down with that man of God.
And by the grace of God, I had the privilege of pastoring an inner-city church in the same city as that Cathedral and its rector. As an inner-city church we specialized in ministering to the refuse discarded by the other Protestant churches in that city, and I personally heard nightmarish tails of how other pastors in our city had treated those in their church that needed them the most. And of course I heard tails of how people had been treated by the rector of the Cathedral.
One young lady fellowshipping at our church related to me how she had taken an overdose of narcotics and passed out lying in a cutter along the street. A very kind middle-aged man found her, picked her up, put her in his car, drove her to a hotel, rented a room for her, and stayed with her till he knew that she was going to be alright. That middle-aged man was the rector of the Cathedral.
On another occasion, a young man, a stranger to me, came up to me in the church and asked to use a telephone. I asked him who it was that he wished to call, and he handed to me a scrap of paper with a telephone number hand-written upon it. The man told me that a man had given him this telephone number and told him to call him at that number if he ever needed help. It was 11:30 at night, and I was reluctant to do so, but I called the number. The man who answered the telephone had obviously been awakened from sleep by my call and he asked me why I was calling. I told him about the man with the telephone number written on a piece of paper and he asked me what the man needed. I asked the man and he told me that he was homeless and all the shelters were closed for the night and he needed a place to sleep. I gave the message to the man on the other end of the telephone, not knowing who it was to whom I was speaking, and he told me rent a room for the man and told me that he would pay the bill, and he gave me his name. Yes, it was the rector of the Cathedral.
There was a third story of this nature that was related to me about this man of God, but I do not recall any of the details.