My change from the wrong fear of God to the right fear of God.
My change from the wrong fear to the right fear. For me the wrong kind of fear was a fear of Him as a slave owner and me as a slave where he was watching for me to break some kind of religious ritual rule and he would punish me by consequences and then judge me based on my works. I would not measure up and be sent to hell forever because I wasn’t as good as some other people. Then I had understood the good news of Jesus. God knew that I would not measure up. He sent Jesus to take the whipping I deserved and the death I deserved when He died on the cross. I was offered mercy from God instead of judgment. There was a guy who had been a horrible human and didn’t believe there was a way that God could save Him because he was too bad a person. He wrote these words. Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found; Was blind, but now I see. ’Twas g...