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God
met me on the floor By Duncan Findlay |
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> Duncan's Story When
I was thirteen I made a commitment to Christ. It was very sincere, but,
through various bad choices, I ended up in a mess! I ignored God and ended
up on drugs, involved in the occult and was in a pretty bad state. Despite
this, God in His love, met me one night. The
wrong direction At
the end of the meeting, the leaders patiently talked with me until four
that morning. Over the next
six months, I still used drugs, but attended the occasional meeting.
At one, I was actually stoned out of my mind. God
called my name Again
I heard His audible voice: ‘This is your night of decision. Decide for
Me tonight, or leave this house. If you go, that will be the end of it.’ There
and then I yielded my all to Him. I
didn’t say anything, just took off the beads I wore constantly.
They were a symbol of my old life.
I was repenting and turning my back on it. With God’s help I
later went ‘cold turkey’ and came off the drugs completely. You
might wonder ‘Why and how could God do that?’ He did it because He
loved me and He did it through the work that Christ, in His love, did for
me on Calvary. This work was real and it lasted; a miracle of the love and
power of God! Christianity
a cop-out? Some
say that choosing Christianity is a cop out – that Christians
expect all their problems to fade away! On the contrary, I found
that I faced problems on every side, but I know from experience that there
is nothing that my God cannot do, no need of mine that He cannot meet and
there is no problem that I need fear, because I have Him! Isaiah
declares, ‘Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed
on thee: because he trusteth in thee. (Isa.26:3 ) That
means that a person can look at life, with all its problems and everything
that might be thrown at them, and say: ‘I trust in God! He may not
change my circumstances but He will see me through no matter what
happens!’ Terrible
temptation I
couldn’t bear to see him suffer, and had arrived at a dangerous
position. One night, as I lay on my side in the dark, through the bedroom
door that stood ajar, I could see into the kitchen. In the fridge, we had
pure morphine for David. We had needles and syringes. Who
cares? Without
doing anything else I simply lay back down on the floor again, so very
aware of the love of God. Bathed in that love of God, I drifted peacefully
off to sleep. God
cares It’s for you
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