Over half a century ago, I encountered Jesus Christ in the Vietnam War — not in a church service, not in a chapel, but sitting alone on a bar stool at China Beach. I was a young Marine, a total sinner with nothing Christian in me or around me. But in that moment, the Lord spoke to me so clearly: “Look around. Do you want to live like this for the rest of your life? Leave these people — and go find My people.” That sentence burned into my spirit and it never left me. I walked out of that bar that