September 1, 1987 was an amazing day in my life.
I was 17 years old and my life was an absolute wreck. I literately had the clothes on my back, no money and I wasn’t sure where I was sleeping that evening. I had burned just about every bridge and the kids I was hanging out with wanted me only for what I could do for them.
My back was against the wall and suicide, among other things, was a frequent consideration…my life was worthless, ruined, and I saw no way out.
That is until I heard the voice of God.
The amazing part is not that I heard his voice…he is the creator of the universe after all. The amazing part is that I did not have a relationship with God at that time, let alone His son Jesus. I was not raised in the church. I did not go to church. I had no idea whatsoever what it meant to be a follower of God.
But on that fateful morning…He CALLED me. The message was…this is not my plan for you. That was it…but a wave of peace and hope engulfed me and I KNEW something special had just happened. Most importantly, that very day, a monkey on my back was removed and I became a follower of God.
I’d like to say that everything else was perfectly aligned from that point on but as it most often is, life was complicated. I still had mistakes to make, decisions to regret, people to disappoint…but I was WITH God…we were in relationship…everything about life was now just about refinement and sanctification because my PURPOSE in life had been defined. I had been called and I was a follower of God.
Happy Anniversary to a life reborn – DM+
…who saved us and called us to a holy calling, not because of our works but because of his own purpose and grace, which he gave us in Christ Jesus before the ages began, 2 Timothy 1:9