As I settled into student life the trials that God continued to allow to come our way subsided in "drastic" or "dramatic," ways, at least to me. As far as I was concerned in this modern day world of mechanization, being without a car is huge. It is huge when you are in Los Angeles and you need to commute to The City of Industry for work, San Dimas for school, Pomona for shopping and church. Loosing that Vega was a milestone for me, not because I was fond of the Vega, but because I did not trust God enough to know that he knew I needed a car. The only other thing that I can think of being a greater trial is being evicted from your home for failure to pay rent. That had never happened to me prior to moving to college, and I thank God has never happened since.
As painful, frightening, and sweet, yes sweet, as those days were trouble was brewing. I wasn't aware of it at first, but a showdown was coming. It began slow and as I matured both in my faith and my ability to exegete (the practice of exploring the biblical text for meaning and application by use of rules of hermeneutics) the scriptures my days at PCBBC were being numbered.
I began hearing things in sermons, chapels, and services that were not accurate. Propositions, sermon points, and applications were taken out of context and certain passages were horribly molested for the sake of making a point. I began asking questions and challenging certain statements or conclusions. This didn't go over well at school or church.
Saturday - "Walk of Faith..." Segments of Christian Testimony
Join us as we take a look at back at the spiritual journey and blessings of the Metcalf's Walk of Faith