Meet Chuck Anderson

In November 1997, I thought I had everything a young professional businessman could have in Dallas. I had a great and high-profile job, a beautiful wife, and two awesome little girls who thought their dad could do no wrong. I had just made a very significant amount of money and was feeling pretty sure of myself and the life I had created for our family. But I was also a 2 Timothy 3:2-4 man -- not someone you would want to be!

Then, just two short months later in late January at a routine physical at the Cooper Clinic, I learned that I had kidney cancer! I was in a state of shock. How could this happen to me? Wasn't I a good guy? A good dad? A good husband? I went to church, for goodness sake!

For the next week, I had a series of tests to see if the cancer had spread -- bone scan, brain scan, and many blood tests. It made no sense to me. I was 37, in great shape, and took really good care of myself. That week was a blur to me, but all through it I kept wondering what would happen to me when I die. And what would happen to my two little girls and my wife?

I remember it like it was yesterday, sitting on my couch in our living room, talking to my pastor, who asked me what I would tell them at heaven's gate to let me in. My response was one that I think many of us have fooled ourselves into believing: I am a good guy, a good dad, and I go to church!

A few weeks later, I received another invitation to a Bible study that I had rejected five years earlier (because I already went to church), and this time I did not refuse. It wasn't long until these men who loved me shared the true gospel with me: Romans 3:23, Romans 6:23, Romans 5:8, Romans 10:9, and Ephesians 2:8-9. It was as if someone removed the scales from my eyes, and I was saved by grace through faith. I was a new man!

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