Rescued from a Fate Worse than Death
A story of redemption…
In May of 2007, God showed up on my porch, looked me straight in the eye and said “I am.” I remember it as clearly as if it was yesterday. Before that moment, before everything changed, my life was a shambles, an absolute disaster, a train wreck just waiting to happen. And not my life only, but the lives of everyone around me, too. It wasn’t enough for me to ruin my life. Not enough for me to prostitute myself for temporary pleasures which were no pleasures at all. Not enough for me to put my future at significant risk. No, I was taking my son and my husband with me. The depravity of my heart was too horrible for me to describe. Even so, I was perfectly content. Or so I thought.
On the morning of May 5th, my husband and I were sitting on the front porch carrying out our normal weekend routine. We were getting wasted. We had gotten pretty well lit the night before and were nursing our wounds with more of the same. Little did I know that, in a few moments, my whole world was about to be shaken to its very core. Everything was about to change, everything. This was the morning I met Jesus for the first time. Where did I meet him? In the face of my son. Something wonderful had happened to him, there was no denying it. And as I sat there listening to him tell me what happened, I was stunned. I didn’t know much else other than everything I thought I knew was a lie. Everything I thought was a ridiculous lie was true. I was so certain all this Jesus Saves stuff was crap and only stupid, gullible people were foolish enough to believe it. I mean, really, have you ever heard anything more ridiculous than the Gospel? Nonetheless, I believed. God is real and I had better get with the program. Resistance is certainly futile and foolish. Life began on that day. Something had changed but I didn’t know it yet.
From the moment I surrendered to God, put my faith and trust in Him for everything, the way I saw things, heard things, thought about things, my desires and interests, all started to drastically change. Suddenly, I am rushing home because I am anxious to read the New Testament. Practically all of my spare time, I was reading it. I started going to three, yes three, small groups – one of them lead by the senior Pastor! I went from zero to 60 in a matter of minutes. It was incredible. I was so excited to be a member of my new family. I couldn’t get enough. I was hungry for knowledge and understanding. And I was desperate to be with like-minded people. I was smitten with God. God the Father, God the Son and God the Spirit.
I had never known joy, never had peace, never experienced love, until the day I believed. And it just keeps getting better and better and better. You just can’t adequately describe to someone what it is like to know God, be loved by God, be transformed by God, be cared for by God. And this is the God of the universe I am talking about here. Not some lifeless, impotent, unloving, uncaring, useless god. What has God done for me? Exceedingly, abundantly more than I could ever ask or think. He has rescued me from drug and alcohol addiction. He has given my life meaning and great purpose. He has satisfied the deepest longings of my heart. He has restored broken relationships. He has given me everything, in abundance.