Dr. McLeod's Real Passion

My Passion

Ever since I can remember, I have always known chiropractic!  I grew up under chiropractic care and it has been a part of me from day one.

I truely love this profession and look forward to helping each and every person that comes into my office every day. 

I have a strong comittment for this great profession, however, it is not the only thing that I am passionate about. 

Aside from my family, there is another thing that I am 100% sold out for!  Read on:

Have you ever felt like this...

"Who Needs Church?  Not Me!"

"I Grew Up In Church."

"I Know About the Bible, God and Jesus."

"I Don't Need Church... Been There, Done That!"

Do any of these comments sound familiar?  If so, read on because these are the very statements that I once made.

My story

I grew up in a church going family. We went to church every Sunday and even some Wednesdays.  I didn't necessarily enjoy going to church though, in fact I remember thinking that the best services were the shortest ones.  I knew about God and Jesus, in fact, I considered myself a Christian.   I earned badges of honor by memorizing bible verses, sang bible songs every week, even prayed the same prayer every single night.  I was safe... I was going to Heaven... or was I? 

The Truth

It has been said that going to church doesn't make you a Christian anymore than going to the garage makes you a mechanic. The time I spent in church didn't have relevance in my life.

When the time came for me to leave home as an adult, church was a low priority. You see church to me was something I thought I knew enough about. I didn't need to learn any more about God... I knew it all (yeah, right).  When I moved away to school, I didn't make it a high priority to find a church home, so I waited. 

While in school, I was taught that it was more important to put more faith in a non-living, impersonal "Universal Intelligence" than in a living, caring, loving God.  In fact, I started believing that all I needed to do (to get into Heaven) was to be a good person.  I also started to believe that there was no such place as Hell and no such thing as the Devil.  Once again, I felt that I knew it all, and I didnt need God.

(sound familiar yet?)

Years passed and life was hard. I graduated with a degree in Chiropractic. I got married to a wonderful woman and we had children. I was busy building a practice and a family.

Life was busy and difficult enough, I didn't have time for church. Besides, I was "educated" and knew the ways of the world.  There were too many aspects about God that didn't make sense, so instead of trying to understand them, I just discounted them.  However, the bad news was that no matter how hard I worked, and how much I achieved, life seemed to have a hole in it.  Things that I acquired lost their luster, and the good times I had, lost their excitement.  Bills piled up, friends moved on, and my family grew hungry (physically and spiritually).  There's an old saying, "when your lying flat on your back, theres no where else to look except up!"  Well thats just what I did.  When I hit rock bottom, I didnt know what else to do... so I prayed.  I didn't know how to pray, so I just winged it.  It went something like this:

Here's the good news... It worked! How?  I don't know, but God answered my prayer and my life started to turn around. For the first time in my life, I knew what it was like to know God. I started going back to church. Not because I had to, but because I wanted to. I made friends there. Friends who shared with me and helped me learn about what the Bible says concerning life. They showed me, in the Bible, what God says about eternal life in heaven. You see, from my upbringing I knew I was a sinner but I thought that I was never as bad as some other people were. So, being good would be my ticket into heaven. In other words, I felt I needed to DO things to get into heaven when I died. Like:

* attend church regularly,
* give money to church,
* be nice,
* don't break the law,
* etc.

However, the Bible showed me that heaven is a place of perfection. Unfortunatly, no matter how good I tried to be, I could never be perfect enough to get into heaven. In other words, I can not DO enough in my life to earn my way into heaven. There is hope though because God has already DONE everything for me! Eternal life with God is a gift to be received and not something to be worked on or earned.

It made so much sense. God wouldn't call it a gift if I had to earn it. Like any gift it is free to the receiver... but it costs the giver. What was the cost God paid?

It cost God the life of His Son Jesus, the only perfect person in the world, and He did this over 2000 years ago.

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