My Devotional, my Testimony 5.29
Remembering where I was when God came to rescue you
“Taste and see the Lord is good, blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him”
Fact: No one accepts the Lord as their savior when things are good (At least according to human understanding). Actually, there couldn’t be greater distance between our selves and Him.
The fall Psalm 22:11 Do not be far from me because distress is near and there is no one to help…
I didn’t just partake of the forbidden fruit, no, I kept an orchard. Angry, and out of control, I engaged every debauchery. Between my alcohol abuse, looking to inflict pain on some unsuspecting stranger, to self-inflicted wounds, I was determined to numb myself of the pain I was feeling. As out turns out, one night I managed to fulfill one of my self-proclaimed prophecies. Then I remembered what a close friend of mine said earlier, “I hate to be on the receiving end when all that s%#t comes out!” That is when I realized how angry I really was, and decided that I didn’t want to be that person anymore.
The spirit of the Lord came calling Jeremiah 29:12-13 Then you will call upon me, and I will listen to you.13 and you will seek me and find me, when you search for me with all your heart
I still remember my prayer: God, Of you can hear me, give me a sign that you are real. I am hurting and I need you. Please keep me safe and protect me from harm. And I prayed the same prayer everyday. On Sundays, I would drive around looking for any church that displayed the symbol of the cross and invite myself in to hear the sermon, hoping to make a connection with God. As ot turns out, I grew more and more impatient because I couldn’t understand the messages and felt like God couldn’t hear me.
Allow me introduce myself:
Approximately 10 years ago, I was employed as a pest control technician. I was dispatched to perform an inspection at some church. I was greeted by a woman named Donna who was incharge of the upkeep and maintenance there. I couln’t put my finger on it, but there was something about her that instantly gave me a feeling of peace, of safe harbor that I’ve never felt in forever. During my inspection, we talked about the trivial things in life and touching on the subject of God. I did mention to Donna that I thought it ironic that I was presently searching for God and inspecting a church.
When I completed my inspection, we continued talking, only now I was sharing my deepest hurts and fears. Donna witnessed to me for what I thought was the best two hours ever. The flood gates opened and tears began to flow. Yes! I was standing right in the presence of God and His angel was right there with me. I know this was by design because shortly after accepting the Lord as my savior, Donna was called away to her next assignment.
Father God, Thank you for calling me by name and claiming me as your own. Thank you for coming to meet me where I was and brining me into the fold of your mercy and grace. I pray that my gunger to seek your face would never be quenched amd that you would continue to reveal yourself though your word. Walk with me and guide me this day, let me be a pleasing aroma to you. In Jesus’ precious and moghty name, Amen