I have not always been a Christian.
I was raised in the church but I didn’t really know Jesus for myself. I had no
idea how important he would become to me and my life. My father left when I was
young and I carried a lot of anger, sadness, and loneliness. I didn’t know how
to deal with it. Even though I would go to church with my mom, I never really
felt like there was anything there for me. I was never connected. As I got
older the things of the world became more and more appealing to me. I left the
church and I got involved with drugs, alcohol, and women. I eventually joined a
gang and began a life of crime. Gang life was good, so I thought, because it
gave me a sense of belonging, a sense of family. But it was not all it was
cracked up to be. There was no glitz, and there was no glamour. It was a hard
life of running from the cops, and trying not to get killed by other gangs.
Also, the strain on my family was hard. Everyone considered me the black sheep.
No one trusted me. By nineteen I was done with gang life. I was living at home
with my mom but we were constantly butting heads. I needed out. After a final
argument, I left home and stayed with a friend for awhile. Coming home one day,
I met a young lady on the subway – one month later we were living together.
I
realized I needed Jesus and received Him into my life when I was twenty-two
years old. Up until this point my girlfriend and I were living together,
working, and trying to build a life. But there were still remnants of my old
life with me that I had a hard time shaking off – drugs and anger. I had a very
bad temper, and bouts of depression. I would turn to marijuana to keep under
control. I managed to get my girl addicted to it too. I knew this couldn’t
continue but didn’t know how to stop it. My girl had some friends that were
Christian and always talking to her about accepting Christ, she would think
about it. My mom was committed to the church by this time and was attending one
that held weekend retreats called Christ
and You Encounter or C.Y. E. My girl and I decided to
try one. This was one of the most amazing weekends of my life and it changed
everything. In the summer of 1992, on the shoulder of the Senior Pastor who
wore a gray pin stripped suit, I prayed the sinner’s prayer and received Christ
into my heart. Afterward, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief, I knew something
changed in me. The Pastor said, “that’s right, let it all out, let it all out.”
My girl received Christ during this time too and we decided that we should no
longer live outside of God’s will and got married. Not everything changed
overnight but we made some really good strides in our life and were grateful to
be a part of the kingdom of God.
The biggest change I
have noticed in my life is the compassion I have for others in need. My heart
completely melts for people who are suffering from addiction and poverty especially.
Christ in my life is what has enabled me to experience this compassion and to
offer it up to others. There is no way I could have felt like this on my own, I
was too selfish. But because of receiving Christ into my heart, I now have his love
and compassion for others. I no longer do drugs. I no longer deal with a bad
temper. Sure, I get angry sometimes, but the love of Christ always reminds me
that I am a changed person and that I no longer need to go there. I have been
walking with God as his son because of the life saving work of Jesus on the
cross for more than twenty-years now. I have completely turned around my
priorities. I have a wonderful family. And I seek to love, live for, worship,
and serve Christ in any way I can. I know Jesus saves, he saved me. May I share how something like this can
happen to you?
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