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The Atlantic had turned black. Wind tore through the rigging, waves crashed clean over the deck, and a sailor who had spent years mocking the very idea of God was clinging to a rope and certain he would not live to see morning.
His name was John Newton. He was the captain of a slave ship, and by his own confession one of the most brutal men sailing those waters. The vessel was breaking apart beneath his feet. And in that moment, with the cold sea pouring in around him, the hardest man on the ocean opened his mouth and cried out to a God he did not believe in.
Here is the part most people get wrong: Newton did not change overnight. For years after that storm he kept right on in the slave trade. Grace worked on him slowly, the way water works on stone.
Eventually he left the sea. He was ordained a minister in Olney, England. And there, the same man who had once cursed God on a sinking deck sat down and wrote the words the whole world now knows. "Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me." He knew exactly which wretch he had in mind.
But the song is not the reveal. As an old man, frail and going blind, Newton wrote a public confession of everything he had done in the slave trade. Then he poured himself into a young politician named William Wilberforce. Newton told him to stay and fight. In 1807, the year before Newton died, England outlawed the slave trade. The old captain lived just long enough to hear that the chains were coming off.
A five-minute reminder that there is no one too far gone for grace.
Scripture echo: 2 Corinthians 5:17, Psalm 40:2
Key figure: John Newton (1725-1807), English minister, former slave ship captain, author of "Amazing Grace"
Read or listen on the blog: https://rodneycoe.com/john-newton-amazing-grace/
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