- Aug 8, 2024
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The Lord, in my life is always there. And always me trying to figure why.
Let me explain. My life since a very young age had God in it. Not just because of an affiliate withe denomination.
But I know and felt the Lord presence more then once. Some times as soft and warm as sheep's wool.
As when I recall so very young I became deathly ill and had internal bleeding mind you this was in the early 1970's .
Doctors knew little still then and ER was two letters. Doctors didn't know how to treat me at 12.
My parent called the church elders, they came to me at my home. My parents had brought my mattress into the living room.
So I could be around them, in a comfortable. I was anointed oil and hands were placed. The best I can explain it to anyone was it felt
like being in my mothers womb. Peace I never had felt nor since then. I felt like I was lifted even though I was not moving.
The feeling was like no drug you could take, and no words can still explain clearly. I would be baptized shortly after that.
However, as much as this sounds pretty amazing to tell people. I know now that didn't know then.
I was a threat to satan. Such a young age that felt a presence that would heal me. To this day there is no scars. No evidence I was ever ill.
But as we know that would put me on his radar.
Within 4 years my parents would get divorced, we would lose our house. I would end up sleeping my car at 16 and my parents would not be near me.
My mom was at my uncles and he said it was too crowded for me to stay too. So was sleeping in my car 70 miles away alone. My dad split I would not see
him again until he was dying in 1991 when some how the doctors found me. I would live in my car for one year and for a 16-17 year old that was eternity.
No family would help. I was truly alone I thought. One night I was on mb CB in my car. A friend I would talk to told me about a job.
I grabbed it and eventually would rent a floor to sleep on for 50.00 a week including dinner. That was allot of money when wage was 3.25 hr.
I looked for God, don't laugh. But I thought I needed to go find him. So I went to every Christian base church I could find.
Even Buddhist and others. But never saw him.
The Lord healed me and left me I felt, and sinning came easy for me for quite sometime. I mean where did he go right?
I would get better jobs, meet my future wife. And get a college education studying law. Not a lawyer.
My wife would lose her Job in 1996 and I had got injured. So money got tight. So we moved to Oregon where I met my wives family and about 50 family members
now live near us.
So I went looking for God up here. Maybe he moved? I am then in my Mid 30, still sinning. I heard of these homeless people in town that went to a very small Christian church maybe hold 30 ppl . I went there with the Mrs. one day and happen to bump into God that day. I can't explain that other then I have been everywhere looking.
But there it felt like I was grabbed and everything in my life became about Jesus. I would start studying help run men's groups and eventually became ordained in 2005. I was working at a job one day, landscaping. Lighting a burn pile that accidently soaking in gasoline.
It blew up. The pile was 10ft high, maybe 10wide and 20long I could not smell the gas and as I lay my torch a sound that would leave me with permanent tinnitus ,
Burn off half my mustache, and eyebrow, and burn my right hand from fingers to elbow below the nerve layer. Pain like I had never felt then.
Half my face got scorched some and burns my clothes. I would see my skin just roll off. Paramedic arrived and gave me three types of pain meds.
But that Friday I was in a arm cast/wrap and was at our weekly church meeting. This was 5 days later. The group who was the pastor and elders were there.
Sounds familiar. And we all prayed. I felt really loved that night. I had to change the bandages a few times a day which was bad, as it hurt even worse as the nerves grew back. Two weeks after the accident of Saturday morning I woke up and my arm didn't hurt. I thought wow that nice. But they told me it would be months maybe a year. As God as my witness. My wife removed the bandage and there was my arm. brand new soft as a babies skin. Every patch that was burned was new skin.
Two week after it happened. To this day I lose my breath even thinking of this. My doctor could not tell me any reason that would happen medically. And well the
the people at church were as stunned and saw Grace like I did.
And well, I thought satan long gone. I would go one to become Councilor Assistant Supervisor at a impatient facility for drug addiction.
That was faith based. Sounded like life was pretty good.
But satan had other plans. I would catch the CEO and HR stealing from public funding. The state was informed and to my surprise the state told the company I had reported them. How did I know the theft was real? Because some of that paperwork came across my desk. I was threated with termination if I did not drop the issue.
I dropped it, just long enough to quit. I would not be able to find a job because I was no blackballed anytime someone called them. Prior to working there I owned my own business so for 10 years after or so that was the only employer I had.
My youngest son has autism, I would end up being home with him when he accidently cut and artery. He would have died in minutes had I not been there.
He was 18 at the time just out of high school.
I felt beat down and useless I stopped going to church, did a few weddings with my pastoral duties. But sin gripped me again.
Lost and alone I felt pretty far from God. This time I did not go looking for him.
I eventually started investing in 2020 with 500.00. I was home with our son now so give that a try. Since I knew law and business why not try.
8 months later I would somehow land a huge stock that paid all our bills off and be 100% debt free. Never knew what that felt like I always struggled just to get by.
But that hole was still there, money changed nothing. Still wandering looking for the Lord every day.
I was then driving to pick up my wife who works just two miles down the road. I come to end our street.
Its a nice bright clear sunny day. I am making a right turn. And there off to the left of the car in the street I am turning on is two what must have been
twelve foot tall 4foot wide figures. Black as the deepest black I had ever seen right in the road. A car drove right behind it and vanished until it passed.
The Lord two days came to me, not like in form. I kept hearing it is time. Its is time. Since then I feel closer then I can ever remember feeling.
I have then started trying to go forth and spread the word. A feeling I never had to say it in such a clear way.
When I heard the Lord, I can not tell you it was a voice, or a image. It was just there. Like it came from my sound inside.
This is who I am, and now I am 61 on a moving on a vocation I never knew would be.
Thank you Lord for all these lessons and so many more.
Let me explain. My life since a very young age had God in it. Not just because of an affiliate withe denomination.
But I know and felt the Lord presence more then once. Some times as soft and warm as sheep's wool.
As when I recall so very young I became deathly ill and had internal bleeding mind you this was in the early 1970's .
Doctors knew little still then and ER was two letters. Doctors didn't know how to treat me at 12.
My parent called the church elders, they came to me at my home. My parents had brought my mattress into the living room.
So I could be around them, in a comfortable. I was anointed oil and hands were placed. The best I can explain it to anyone was it felt
like being in my mothers womb. Peace I never had felt nor since then. I felt like I was lifted even though I was not moving.
The feeling was like no drug you could take, and no words can still explain clearly. I would be baptized shortly after that.
However, as much as this sounds pretty amazing to tell people. I know now that didn't know then.
I was a threat to satan. Such a young age that felt a presence that would heal me. To this day there is no scars. No evidence I was ever ill.
But as we know that would put me on his radar.
Within 4 years my parents would get divorced, we would lose our house. I would end up sleeping my car at 16 and my parents would not be near me.
My mom was at my uncles and he said it was too crowded for me to stay too. So was sleeping in my car 70 miles away alone. My dad split I would not see
him again until he was dying in 1991 when some how the doctors found me. I would live in my car for one year and for a 16-17 year old that was eternity.
No family would help. I was truly alone I thought. One night I was on mb CB in my car. A friend I would talk to told me about a job.
I grabbed it and eventually would rent a floor to sleep on for 50.00 a week including dinner. That was allot of money when wage was 3.25 hr.
I looked for God, don't laugh. But I thought I needed to go find him. So I went to every Christian base church I could find.
Even Buddhist and others. But never saw him.
The Lord healed me and left me I felt, and sinning came easy for me for quite sometime. I mean where did he go right?
I would get better jobs, meet my future wife. And get a college education studying law. Not a lawyer.
My wife would lose her Job in 1996 and I had got injured. So money got tight. So we moved to Oregon where I met my wives family and about 50 family members
now live near us.
So I went looking for God up here. Maybe he moved? I am then in my Mid 30, still sinning. I heard of these homeless people in town that went to a very small Christian church maybe hold 30 ppl . I went there with the Mrs. one day and happen to bump into God that day. I can't explain that other then I have been everywhere looking.
But there it felt like I was grabbed and everything in my life became about Jesus. I would start studying help run men's groups and eventually became ordained in 2005. I was working at a job one day, landscaping. Lighting a burn pile that accidently soaking in gasoline.
It blew up. The pile was 10ft high, maybe 10wide and 20long I could not smell the gas and as I lay my torch a sound that would leave me with permanent tinnitus ,
Burn off half my mustache, and eyebrow, and burn my right hand from fingers to elbow below the nerve layer. Pain like I had never felt then.
Half my face got scorched some and burns my clothes. I would see my skin just roll off. Paramedic arrived and gave me three types of pain meds.
But that Friday I was in a arm cast/wrap and was at our weekly church meeting. This was 5 days later. The group who was the pastor and elders were there.
Sounds familiar. And we all prayed. I felt really loved that night. I had to change the bandages a few times a day which was bad, as it hurt even worse as the nerves grew back. Two weeks after the accident of Saturday morning I woke up and my arm didn't hurt. I thought wow that nice. But they told me it would be months maybe a year. As God as my witness. My wife removed the bandage and there was my arm. brand new soft as a babies skin. Every patch that was burned was new skin.
Two week after it happened. To this day I lose my breath even thinking of this. My doctor could not tell me any reason that would happen medically. And well the
the people at church were as stunned and saw Grace like I did.
And well, I thought satan long gone. I would go one to become Councilor Assistant Supervisor at a impatient facility for drug addiction.
That was faith based. Sounded like life was pretty good.
But satan had other plans. I would catch the CEO and HR stealing from public funding. The state was informed and to my surprise the state told the company I had reported them. How did I know the theft was real? Because some of that paperwork came across my desk. I was threated with termination if I did not drop the issue.
I dropped it, just long enough to quit. I would not be able to find a job because I was no blackballed anytime someone called them. Prior to working there I owned my own business so for 10 years after or so that was the only employer I had.
My youngest son has autism, I would end up being home with him when he accidently cut and artery. He would have died in minutes had I not been there.
He was 18 at the time just out of high school.
I felt beat down and useless I stopped going to church, did a few weddings with my pastoral duties. But sin gripped me again.
Lost and alone I felt pretty far from God. This time I did not go looking for him.
I eventually started investing in 2020 with 500.00. I was home with our son now so give that a try. Since I knew law and business why not try.
8 months later I would somehow land a huge stock that paid all our bills off and be 100% debt free. Never knew what that felt like I always struggled just to get by.
But that hole was still there, money changed nothing. Still wandering looking for the Lord every day.
I was then driving to pick up my wife who works just two miles down the road. I come to end our street.
Its a nice bright clear sunny day. I am making a right turn. And there off to the left of the car in the street I am turning on is two what must have been
twelve foot tall 4foot wide figures. Black as the deepest black I had ever seen right in the road. A car drove right behind it and vanished until it passed.
The Lord two days came to me, not like in form. I kept hearing it is time. Its is time. Since then I feel closer then I can ever remember feeling.
I have then started trying to go forth and spread the word. A feeling I never had to say it in such a clear way.
When I heard the Lord, I can not tell you it was a voice, or a image. It was just there. Like it came from my sound inside.
This is who I am, and now I am 61 on a moving on a vocation I never knew would be.
Thank you Lord for all these lessons and so many more.
