The Lord Jesus called me into his kingdom in April 1974 in a Baptist church in Southampton, England.
He had blessed me with a Christian family, and my conversion was very much a humble acceptance in my heart of truths I had long known in my head. Then, almost immediately after my conversion, I found myself (as a 15-year-old) having to resist liberal theology from my fellow pupils at school, and even more so from my teachers.
I’ve used the word ‘liberal’, though it felt very different from the liberalism I now see and sense. To get a grip on where things might go in the future, as far as human wisdom allows, I want to think about the difference between liberalism then and now (typical Englishman, looking at history to see the future!). This is my personal perspective, limited by place (England and part of Australia), and by ignorance of much work going on in those places. And, despite the problems outlined here, there is much that is thoroughly encouraging.
