“I thank Christ Jesus our Lord who has enabled me, because He counted me faithful, putting me into the ministry, 13 although I was formerly a blasphemer, a persecutor, and an insolent man; but I obtained mercy because I did it ignorantly in unbelief. 14 And the grace of our Lord was exceedingly abundant, with faith and love which are in Christ Jesus.”
(1 Timothy 1:12-14 NKJV)
I had a steely determination and was going forward no matter what. My first step was the hardest, but as I pushed past those sitting next to me the chains started to break off – this was it – I had crossed the line of no return. I caught everyone off-guard as I marched forward, but this was no time to stick to the format, I needed help; I needed God.
This public march seemed to take forever, and as I kneeled with my head in my hands at the mercy seat of the Tawa Salvation Army my insides were trembling. What was God going to do to me? How was He going to punish me? Only days earlier I was like a “dead man walking”; lost in the torment of demonic darkness where years of alcoholism, drug abuse, anxiety, internal wounds, and a volatile personality had destroyed any hope of a life worth living. But glory be to God, because I had found the truth – the redeeming power found only in the precious blood of Jesus Christ. Continued…
