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This is the story of how God’s mercy found me. How His goodness and grace have redeemed and restored even me. May you know the hope that God can, and will, do the same for you! |
People have been wondering and some outright asking how i made it to be the person i am today. My all time answer is that "mercy found me!" It's cliche' how most people would rather say they found God. Does it even sound right? Conceivably it depends from which side of the pendulum you might be swinging from. From my side it is erroneous to state that God found me. Perhaps since God has always been there loving us from the word go.
But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved—and raised us up with Him and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages He might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus.
You see i gave my life to Christ at a tender age. By the time i was joining college just like any young adult i started playing the cat and mouse game with YAHWEH (God). I knew i was sinning my conscious being my constant judge. But life in the world was better or so i thought and in due course i plummeted right into life of self gratification.
It was Easter Sunday, 2001. And I was a mess.
As I crawled out of bed, my feet touched the cold marbled floor, and I knew the next time I crawled back in, my life would not be the same.
I gazed into the mirror, seeing a person I didn’t really know … a person I never thought I’d be. How had life spiraled so out of control? A zillion tiny decisions, one after another had led me here, like a path that subtly veers off the road … eventually leading to a place far, far away, and that’s where I had traveled.
It was Easter Sunday, 2001. And I was a mess.
As I crawled out of bed, my feet touched the cold marbled floor, and I knew the next time I crawled back in, my life would not be the same.
I gazed into the mirror, seeing a person I didn’t really know … a person I never thought I’d be. How had life spiraled so out of control? A zillion tiny decisions, one after another had led me here, like a path that subtly veers off the road … eventually leading to a place far, far away, and that’s where I had traveled.
I had been expected at my parents house two days before and i had habitually said i was on the way every-time the call came through as my mother's concerned voice echoed from the other end as i veered through the bunch of investigative questions.
I turned to look at the unholy mess in the room.
I took a deep breath, and I just began … one excruciating word at a time … speaking the truth, so it could begin to set me free.
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