My loving parents were Christians before I was born, and they faithfully brought me up on God’s ways. I don’t remember a day when I didn’t know Jesus, for which I am greatly indebted. I remember my mother especially teaching me Psalm 121, which starts with: “I lift my eyes to the hills. Where does my help come from?”

My younger brothers, Jason and Michael, and I were born in South Africa. My grandfather was, and is, the pastor of the English Reformed Church in South Africa, which holds to beliefs similar to the RP church. They are one of the few truly Reformed churches in South Africa. I remember being in this church: singing to God and listening to my grandfather faithfully preach God’s Word.

One of my favorite events was the church lunch on the first Sunday of each month. We greatly enjoyed the fellowship. After the service, we would go to the home of a member and eat together.

These lunches were an opportunity to invite friends and others who ...