Ncdataman
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I have read some pretty awesome stories about how God is and has worked in other peoples lives. I thought I would share my story.
I was not raised in a very Christian home, my dad is so strange when it comes to religion, he mixes so many different things, normally whatever suits his desires at the time. My mother has been out of the picture for over 20 years, she was too interested in drugs and such to ever really care what I was doing. I was very lucky though, I had some great Christian influences growing up, my grandmother Liza and aunt Rita, without them who knows how I would have turned out. I pretty did as I liked while I was in school, including college. I never gave Christ my life, I was too busy partying.
I decided to join the Navy so I could see the world, I remember there was always Bible study classes going on, and I would laugh at them thinking "what a bunch of losers" boy was I wrong!!! When I got out of the Navy I stayed in FLA to work as a DJ in a nightclub. I ended up seeing one of the girls who worked there, she got pregnant, we fought about keeping the baby or having an abortion. SHE decided she was going the have the baby and we thought "hey lets give it a go" She gave birth to the perfect little girl, we named her Marrisa. She was perfect in every way. She had perfect skin, perfect temprement and everything. I was never so happy and to think I wanted to abort HER. We took her to the Dr for her 25 day checkup and she was in perfect health, I was in my own personal heaven I think, but a change was coming. The next day, we layed down to sleep and everything was fine, but about 5 am I woke to check on her and she was awake just looking around, we played for a while and I went back to sleep. I awoke again about 6:30 and her face was blue, I panicked, called the hospital and jumped in the car to go meet the ambulance. By the time we got to the hospital she was gone, my perfect angel was taken away from me. I was devastated. I blamed everything and everybody, God included. Well needless to say, everything when downhill in a hurry. Jennifer tried to commit suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills, but I caught her just in time. Things only got worse so I moved back to NC to be with my dad who had a accident and had broken his leg. I was trying to piece my life back together,
I started to think about church and how I had fallen away, but I did not know where to go, so I started looking at several ones in my area. I went to a couple of "upper class" churchs and felt so out of place. I had almost given up till one day a guy invited me to his church, I was thinking this is it, if it goes bad I give up. It was a small church about 50 people. I sit in the middle and never really said a word the whole sermon, but it really spoke to me and when it was over the little old lady sitting in front of me said "I don't know who you are, but I am glad you are here" My heart just melted, this was what i was looking for!!! So I starting going every Sunday and Wednesday, I mean everytime the door was open I was there. After about a year the Holy Spirit was working me over, I remember the Sunday it happened, I can't tell you what the pastor preached about but I was being convicted by God to repent and give Him my life. They had the alter call, but I was glued to my seat, I could not move. That whole day i was in misery, finally that night I was watching TV in my bedroom and I sould not take it anymore, I dropped to my knees and pleaded with God to take this burden from me, to free me from the pain and suffering of my heart.
He saved my soul that night, in my bedroom floor of all places. So you see God can use all types of people and circumstances to bring His children home, now here I am all these years later being a youth pastor and trying to bring more children with me,
pretty cool I think!!
I was not raised in a very Christian home, my dad is so strange when it comes to religion, he mixes so many different things, normally whatever suits his desires at the time. My mother has been out of the picture for over 20 years, she was too interested in drugs and such to ever really care what I was doing. I was very lucky though, I had some great Christian influences growing up, my grandmother Liza and aunt Rita, without them who knows how I would have turned out. I pretty did as I liked while I was in school, including college. I never gave Christ my life, I was too busy partying.
I decided to join the Navy so I could see the world, I remember there was always Bible study classes going on, and I would laugh at them thinking "what a bunch of losers" boy was I wrong!!! When I got out of the Navy I stayed in FLA to work as a DJ in a nightclub. I ended up seeing one of the girls who worked there, she got pregnant, we fought about keeping the baby or having an abortion. SHE decided she was going the have the baby and we thought "hey lets give it a go" She gave birth to the perfect little girl, we named her Marrisa. She was perfect in every way. She had perfect skin, perfect temprement and everything. I was never so happy and to think I wanted to abort HER. We took her to the Dr for her 25 day checkup and she was in perfect health, I was in my own personal heaven I think, but a change was coming. The next day, we layed down to sleep and everything was fine, but about 5 am I woke to check on her and she was awake just looking around, we played for a while and I went back to sleep. I awoke again about 6:30 and her face was blue, I panicked, called the hospital and jumped in the car to go meet the ambulance. By the time we got to the hospital she was gone, my perfect angel was taken away from me. I was devastated. I blamed everything and everybody, God included. Well needless to say, everything when downhill in a hurry. Jennifer tried to commit suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills, but I caught her just in time. Things only got worse so I moved back to NC to be with my dad who had a accident and had broken his leg. I was trying to piece my life back together,
I started to think about church and how I had fallen away, but I did not know where to go, so I started looking at several ones in my area. I went to a couple of "upper class" churchs and felt so out of place. I had almost given up till one day a guy invited me to his church, I was thinking this is it, if it goes bad I give up. It was a small church about 50 people. I sit in the middle and never really said a word the whole sermon, but it really spoke to me and when it was over the little old lady sitting in front of me said "I don't know who you are, but I am glad you are here" My heart just melted, this was what i was looking for!!! So I starting going every Sunday and Wednesday, I mean everytime the door was open I was there. After about a year the Holy Spirit was working me over, I remember the Sunday it happened, I can't tell you what the pastor preached about but I was being convicted by God to repent and give Him my life. They had the alter call, but I was glued to my seat, I could not move. That whole day i was in misery, finally that night I was watching TV in my bedroom and I sould not take it anymore, I dropped to my knees and pleaded with God to take this burden from me, to free me from the pain and suffering of my heart.
He saved my soul that night, in my bedroom floor of all places. So you see God can use all types of people and circumstances to bring His children home, now here I am all these years later being a youth pastor and trying to bring more children with me,
pretty cool I think!!
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