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Salvation Stories 10: Harold Stewart: Personal Testimony

Salvation Stories Day 10 – Harold Stewart: Personal Testimony

(Written in his own words, compiled by Wendi Colaiuta)

I am the youngest of three children born into an Irish family. My father was

from Fermanagh county, Northern Ireland, and my mother was from Donegal. They met in Philadelphia, as both had immigrated to America and worked on one of the large estates.  

Dad arrived in 1911 at the age of 21 and traveled to Toronto, Canada, to join the Canadian Cavalry when WWI started. He was not a US citizen, so he was not eligible to enlist in the American armed forces. After returning to Philadelphia, he met a young lady who had arrived from Ireland. They fell in love and were married in October 1930.  

Both had some religious interests from childhood, but it was during the early years of marriage that my parents heard the clear gospel and were brought to faith in Christ. When children came along, the family was connected with a fundamental, non-denominational church in Philadelphia, where we attended meetings on a regular basis. From a young age, through Sunday School, I learned the truth of the gospel. We memorized many bible verses, including full chapters, such as John 10 and Luke 15.

The winter of 1944-45 was very cold with plenty of snow. One day, while walking home from school through a fresh layer of powder, I decided to join some friends who planned to go sledding. While changing my clothes in the bedroom I shared with my brother, he asked what would happen to me if my sled hit a tree and I was ushered into eternity. The question had great significance to me, as a neighbor boy from the same row of houses where we lived had recently been killed in a sledding accident.  

I knew I was a sinner because the Bible said I was. I also knew sinners would go to hell if they died in their sins. My brother left the room and I was left with the solemn issue of facing death without salvation. Reviewing some of the verses I had learned, I determined not to leave the room until the matter was settled. Falling to my knees, I told God that as a sinner I did not deserve salvation, but that I understood the Lord Jesus had died for my sins on the cross.  

I rested that day on the truth that another One had taken my place. I accepted the free gift of eternal life by faith in what the Lord had done, not by any merit I had or could have on my own. Soon afterward, I received assurance of salvation from this verse: “He who believes in the Son has everlasting life; and he who does not believe the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God abides on him” (John 3:36, NKJV).  

I have no memory of any sledding that day; it was no longer important. But that day has great importance for me. It was the day when an almost eight-year-old boy trusted Christ for forgiveness of sins and found hope of heaven for eternity.

It has been over three-quarters of a century since that day, and I have never regretted my decision to trust Christ for forgiveness of sins. My hope in heaven for eternity has never wavered. My brother, Gilbert Stewart, preached the gospel in the south of Ireland for over 50 years and saw many people turn to Christ for salvation. You might say that I was his first convert.

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