Derek Van Wyk
My name is Derek Van Wyk and I grew up in a Christian home. I went to church and did all the “church stuff” all my life. I never really enjoyed going to church when I lived with my parents, I just went because that’s what I had to do.
My name is Derek Van Wyk and I grew up in a Christian home. I went to church and did all the “church stuff” all my life. I never really enjoyed going to church when I lived with my parents, I just went because that’s what I had to do.
Is it possible to be highly religious and yet completely lost spiritually?
I used to not think so.
I grew up in a Christian home, I had great parents, I had a great home life, and I went to church every time the doors were open. By all outward appearances I was a good upstanding Christian kid that was well on his way to nice, comfortable life somewhere in the suburbs.
As I hit my teenage years, three things began to take their place on the throne of my heart.
I was born and raised in the Catholic Church. I figured that God would let me into heaven if I was a good person which of course I was not.
Honestly, spiritual things never really entered my mind, until Laura (my wife) attended a Bible study for women down the street from where we lived in Ankeny. From that Bible study a guy named Chuck who knew the couple down the street asked me and Laura to do a three lesson bible study.
I was reluctant. Actually when he gave me the first lesson, I gave it to Laura and she did it. I kind of looked through it but it didn’t interest me.
If I had been asked a year ago to share my testimony, I would have said, and truthfully so, that I was raised in a Christian home. My Daddy is a Baptist pastor, recognizing my sin, I accepted Christ as my Savior at age 7, alone in my bedroom.
I passionately loved Christ and in wanting to serve Him with my life, I entered Baptist Bible College, where I fell, or rather, walked brazenly into sin following my senior year.
When I was a child my parents always made sure I was in church. Even the Sunday after I was born. So for as long as I can remember I have known about God.
But going to Church for me was a ritual, and I learned to hate it.