Testimony, Glenn Moore

There's John chapter 1 and verse 7. But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ, his Son, cleanseth us from all sin. Chapter 5, verse 9. If we receive the witness of man, the witness of God is greater. For this is the witness of God which he hath testified of his Son.

He that believeth on the Son of God hath the witness in himself. He that believeth not, God hath made him a liar, because he believeth not the record that God gave of his Son. In the middle of verse 13, that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.

My name is Glenn Moore, and I'm from Toronto, Canada, and I'm a third-generation believer. Thank God for grandparents and fathers and mothers that were saved before we were ever born. And yet the gospel doesn't come to families, it comes personally.

And it was a terrible thing in my life as I grew up, that if I was the only one in that home, which I was, the only child, and if grandparents were saved, and knew their sins forgiven, and had a happy home above, and a Savior that they trusted in, and had confidence in, and prayed to every night, and parents that loved me, and sought before I was ever born to pray that the child that would be born would be saved, who came into the fear of God as I grew up, that this little soul of mine might never be saved. I remember early days as we went up to bed every night. My dad used to pick me up and put me on his shoulders and say, what do you want to sing, Glenn? And the hymn that came to my mind every night was, There is ninety and nine that safely lay in the shelter of the fold, and one was out on the hills away, far off from the gates of gold.

And we would sing that hymn right through all those choruses. And my dad would stand and pray at the side of the bed, and then he would tell the good old story of the good shepherd that gave his life for the sheep. The application always was, Glenn, you are the lost sheep.

The Lord Jesus is the good shepherd, and he is the one that loves boys and girls, and men and women, that they might be saved. And all that he and all that you might know for sure, your sins forgiven. I grew up in an area that was Jewish.

There was not one other Gentile, as they called us, in the neighborhood. So all of the homes in that area had a lot of religion. There was a lot of holy days.

But I think they thought that we had more. And if there was anything that was going on, like conference gatherings, we were at gospel meetings. We were at conferences.

We were at series of meetings. And the little boy that we used to play with, he used to say, don't you ever stay home. Don't you ever want to play with me? But I remember in early days wanting my sins forgiven, wanting to know that assurance that my father had, to have the assurance that my mother prayed for, and that I might have a soul that would be saved.

But I remember God spoke very loudly early days. Grandpa Moore, Sam Moore by name, passed away. And in the gospel hall in Brackendale, right in front of the pulpit, Mr. Doug Howard took the funeral.

And all of the children, the grandchildren, sat in those two front rows. And the God that spoke to us early days spoke again. God speaks once we read, yea twice, yet man perceives it not.

And I remember Mr. Howard saying, if you want to see your grandfather again, you have to know your grandfather's Savior. And that spoke loudly. We loved our grandfather, and yet we didn't know his Savior.

I remember going to school early days and like our brother has just mentioned, I come home one night, one day for lunch, and mom would have been home. And little Joey coming along with me. And I tried the door, and it was locked.

For lunch, that would not have been normal. And I sat down and on the front patio, on the steps, outside the door, and burst into tears. Joey said, what's wrong? He said, the Lord's come.

He says, how do you know? I said, well, mom would be home. But that was just little things that happened early life. I got into junior high, grade 9, grade 10.

And I remember coming home now, after God had spoken many other times. And I came home, and the door wasn't locked. I went in, and I did my homework, and I played the piano, did all of my things that I had to do.

And six o'clock came. Supper had not been made. The smell was not in the kitchen.

Dad was still not home from work. And I remember coming to the realization that, you know, Glenn, this may be the time that you've missed it. And I went to the phone, and I dialed the number.

I don't know why I remember this number, but I had called that number many times, Russell 28208. And I remember hoping, just praying, that Mr. Bill Young might answer that call. And as he lifted the receiver, and he said, hello, this little boy that was longing for salvation.

Longing there might be someone on the end of that line, broke down on the phone. And I don't know how he knew it was me, but he said, you thought the Lord had come. Well, he hasn't.

But you may not ever have another opportunity. This was 1964. I remember coming home from school another day in an ambulance, and I had been on a trampoline.

I had missed, as it were, the place where I was supposed to land, and I saw that I was going to land in the springs. And I put my body over the the edge and landed on the mats headfirst. And I remember at that time there was Uncle Archie Stewart at our home, and he was at the bedside as I came in the door.

And he said to me, Glenn, you have had God speak again. Do you know that God will not not always speak? My spirit, he quoted, shall not always strive with man. And I just thought to myself, you know, if I ever have another opportunity to hear the gospel, I'm going to be saved then.

Easter was coming. I was planning to go to that gospel series of meetings. Every gospel meeting was Friday night, Saturday night, and Lord's Day.

And I remember saying to myself, if Easter comes, I'm going to be saved at that conference. It was April 1966. I was a 14-year-old.

I sat up the front. I sat with my parents. I went to the East End, and I sat with others.

And I remember Mr. Norman Crawford and Mr. Sidney Maxwell on that last Lord's Day, that Easter Lord's Day, and they took up these solemn words, eternity. And the Lord's return. And I remember, I never remember really what they spoke of.

This little heart broke, and I thought I'm never going to be in heaven. I'm not going to know my sins forgiven. I'm not going to be with the Lord's people, and I'm not going to enjoy the Lord's presence forever.

I'm going to be lost. And my little heart broke. And I remember the meeting stopped, and all the Christians went home, and there was really no one in that auditorium except a little boy wanting salvation more than anything else in the world, dying to know that I would be in heaven.

Mr. Harold Paisley came to me, and he said, we can't save you, Glenn. We're going to pray. And he prayed.

And as he was praying, I was thinking, but I can't get saved through his prayer. I have to get saved through Christ. And you know, he left the auditorium, and I got up, and I got my Bible, and I did like just like this.

I said, I'm just going to have to go to hell. I'm going to miss salvation forever. It was 10 to 10.

The scripture came to my mind, time no longer. God was speaking, and my little mind, I would never be in heaven. The Spirit of God doesn't leave a sinner hanging.

And if someone's in this gathering tonight, and you want salvation, this is the scriptures that came to me. The blood of Jesus Christ, His Son, cleansed us from all sin. That was enough.

I rested my soul on the Word of God, and that's all I have tonight. Forty-two years ago, that's what I rested on. And you know, I went home another way.

I thank God today that Christ satisfies. But you know, the next morning was another day. Easter Monday.

And I got up from my bed, and I wondered, did I really get saved? My dad took me to that verse that we read in 1 John chapter 5. The witness of man is great, but the witness of God is greater. If you believe on the Son of God, if you do not believe on the Son of God, you've made Him a liar. But you know, we did have the assurance that day, that I know that my sins are forgiven, and that I have eternal life.

The Lord bless you.