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As Christians we do our best to follow the Lord’s leading in our lives, but that leading often takes the form of the “still small voice” in 1 Kings 19:12 or the “anointing from the Holy One” in 1 John 2:20. But on occasion, the Lord’s leading is loud and clear. Such was the case when, in the 7th grade, I was called by God to serve Him. I was a Catholic at the time and so the only thing I knew was to be a priest. So from that point, I set my sights on the priesthood, and in 1967, in the 9th grade, I entered the seminary in Lafayette, LA.

Over the next few years, I spent much time on my knees in the chapel and in solitude in the fields surrounding the seminary asking God—no, begging God—to be real to me. My calling to serve God had been so real, yet my training and my daily time with the Lord were so shallow, so stale. I longed for something fresh and real.

My life took a major step when in the spring of 1972 I came into contact with the ministry of Watchman Nee and Witness Lee through the local church in Houston, TX. I had gone with my brother to a meeting of the church there and within the first 30 seconds, I knew, once again, that this was God’s clear calling to me. I was clear before the Lord that this was home.

That summer I read The Normal Christian Life by Watchman Nee and The Economy of God by Witness Lee. What visions I saw! What clarity of purpose and view! My heart again burned within me in love with the Lord Jesus! This is what the Lord had called me to in the 7th grade.

In 1974 we began to have the Life -study of the Bible, beginning with messages from Genesis and Romans. In the next 20 years, Witness Lee opened the Bible to us. My love for the Lord Jesus, for His word, and for His purpose on this earth have grown stronger each year as a result of this ministry.

Witness Lee has gone to be with the Lord now. I thank God for Watchman Nee and Witness Lee’s sacrifice and faithfulness to the Lord Jesus when they were alive.

- Michael Redmond