Born and brought up in the Church, I think I suffered the sin of pride, believing I knew all there was to know of the Bible. Then purely by happenstance, one evening listening to the radio I encountered a gentleman who was elucidating a book of the Bible, and he went back and forth among the books of the Bible to make point after point. He did it simply, but effectively. In twenty minutes I understood that I was indeed an ignorant Christian. Ever since, I have thanked Les Feldick for opening my eyes. Yes, finally I can truly say, I am a believer.
The Lord has definitely kept busting me back down to lowliest of servant whenever I have gotten too big for my britches.
That's one of the ways He says "I love you!" (to me).