Personally, for me, it was in fact a Independent Baptist man that led me to God and the saving power of his Son Jesus Christ. It was a Independent Baptist that showed me a clear presentation. It was the Independent Baptist that showed me the gospel to where I clearly understood it and grasped it’s significance. The Independent Baptist taught me and showed me the truth and infallibility of the King James Bible.
On a practical note, an Independent Baptist preacher taught me the invaluable definitions of balance. An Independent Baptist showed me the importance of individual liberty. I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for all the Independents Baptist in the sense of the truth and certain positions they have maintained for decades. The wars they have fought and the battles they have won, yeah, I can claim their name to certain extents, knowing their true history. And I am proud for it.
I remember being introduced to the first “real” Christian men I ever met. They were men in a small Independent Baptist Church, 50-70 strong. An eager bunch to say the least. All sermons where edifying, instructive and admonishing. The teaching was verse by verse. About 7 guys in all were all allowed opportunities to preach from time to time, very rare among pastors today to be so selfless with their pulpit. The song leader was a charismatic man that loved the old time hymns, thank God I was exposed to true song and worship at infancy in salvation so I did not carried up in praise music and charasmania.
The Independent Baptist were also the first REAL Christians I think I ever met outside of my own family. It was the first evidence of real Christianity that I ever saw in my entire life. I was 16 at the time. I had also grown up my entire life in the Bible belt town of Columbia, SC. Pastors would kick me, the skateboarder off the steps of their church, but never tried to build dialogue or relay the gospel to me.
These men loved God sincerely and genuinely, those dear people, they loved that old book. They loved preaching and many of those men to this day still do. They loved singing and fellow-shipping. I mean, clean stuff. Hymns, no mumbo jumbo, just classic old songs from the 17 and 18th century. Get togethers and such, BBQs, just hanging out with like minded decent people. Laughter, love, joy, peace, times of my life I wanted never to end.