Remembering Evil

As a child of the seventies, I was enthralled by Star Wars, I thought Stretch Armstrong was the coolest thing I had ever seen (until I suplexed the little guy right into the wall-punching a hole in the sheetrock in my room!) and I loved The Dukes of Hazzard. However, there was one famous person I admired the most- Evil Kneival. I had the toys, the suits, the shirts, and yes... the official bike. I jumped so many home-made ramps that it is amazing I am here to tell about it. I rode that bike until it literally broke in two. I jumped the curve and said, "Dad, something doesn't feel right about this bike," as it broke from the forks and literaly actually broke into two pieces. My Dad was laughing so hard that I am not sure if he even stopped to see if I was ok. Good thing mom was there! I loved that bike so much we got a welder to weld it back together. Only problem with that was that it was 10 pounds heavier which was not good for jumping so I had to give it up.

As I grew older I was saddened to learn what a rotten life my hero had lived. He was very hostile against God and lived like the prodigal son-but seemingly without regret and not returning home. I heard it on the news that he died a year ago this month. What I did not know (shocking the media wasnt reporting it too much) was that Evil came to Christ near the end of his life. An experience with God on the beach and reading the book "A Case for Christ" were the instruments God used. Evil was so sincere he gave his testimony at a large church in California. He also had an inscription etched into his tombstone that read: "Accept Jesus Christ."

We are all sinners. Our "evils" are no different than his. What a joy to know we too can be forgiven. I thank God to know that I will be able to meet him in heaven as a fan and as a brother in the Lord.

View his testimony here:
http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=cf6a6e0e8731c72a0021