His Grace at Work Testimony of a Preacher |
For many years I had communicated to God through pray, but still with a lack of understanding of spiritual things in the word of God, I was having marital problems; drinking and doing drugs. My job and sports became a way of escape. I was starting to cry out to God for help, questioning if He was real. I knew He was, but He seemed so far away. I had a great job, a wife and family, making a lot of money but everything seemed to be out of balance. I cried out to God for a sign, something to show me He was still with me. But it did not come. Then one week, in May 1981, while I was at Oil Management-Training courses a couple of guys and I were downtown Calgary drinking. One was going to get married in a few weeks and the other one decided he should have a lady of the night. At first I was having no part but then tagged along. As we were walking down the street I began to hear a voice; it sounded like me, but outside myself. Two army guys were walking towards us, an argument inside and a fight started with the two guys with me. I just seemed to stand there num., then this voice began to speak to me again, it spoke of the evil in the world through the situation. I was getting confused and started to think I was going nuts. I questioned, "what's happening to me, what is going on?" I quickly separated the fight and we went on our way. We then came to a street where several ladies of the night were standing. A couple came towards to me and offered their services and I told them I was married. Next thing I know the other guys grabbed a lady and left me standing there. I never saw them again that night. As I was stunned by what was happened I just sat on the edge of a flower planter in the middle of all the ladies. Suddenly this voice came again very clear and began to speak of the darkness in the world. Then right in front of a limo drove up, a lady walked to the door said a couple words and jumped in, then a beat up old car pulled up again a lady walked to the door then jumped in. The voice said to me, rich and poor it made no difference. At that time there was a country music song that had vulgar words, everybody thought it was funny at the time, but that night it seemed like every second car that drove by was playing that song. It seemed to blare out at me like it was amplified. The voice again spoke to me about the song. I was sure I was cracking up, that something was wrong with me. Then the voice told me to look up and there in mid air, between to high rises was what looked like a globe of the earth. I was startled and now was really feeling I was going crazy. Suddenly whirls of smoke appeared going around and around the globe. It got thicker and thicker then darker and darker until the globe was totally engulfed with a dark bellow of smoke. The kind you see when tire's are set on fire. Soon I could not see the globe but a dark black cloud. The voice said this is what is happening on earth. I was shaking and then I was sober. I began to panic and was sure that I was loosing it. Then a man walked up to me. He had curly hair and a white complexion. He stood right in front of me and began to talk to me gently. He asked me where I was from, I told him. Then he said a profound thing. He assured me that Jesus was in my heart and that when I get back home someone would be there to speak to me about Jesus. He turned and left. I noticed the voice was not speaking to me and I decided quickly to hail a cab to go back to my hotel room. When I got to my room I turned on the TV and there was a gospel band singing about Jesus. I felt unease yet drawn to the music and the lyrics. I was now starting to think that this might have something to do with God, maybe He was speaking. I then thought this couldn't be. I phoned a co-worker who was at the management course, he perceived that I was distraught and came to comfort me with a bottle of whisky. I started to tell him of some of thing that happened. He poured me a drink and told me this would help. I took a sip and asked what he was giving to me, it was so bitter, I could not drink it. He kind of looked at me confused and said let's get out of the room and go visit the guys down the hall. They were in a big poker game and that would get my mind off things. I did and as I sat there watching this game, it slowly got out of control and the betting was in the thousands. I could sense the tension and at times anger. Suddenly the voice began to speak to me again. Pointing out the darkness. I up and walked out and went to bed confused and distraught. What was going on with me? I prayed and went to sleep. That week in the management course I could not seem to recover from my experience I could sense that something was up. My feelings of life became sensitive and what felt like a warm feeling would at time over take my body. I drove home that week very confused and wondering about my mental condition. |
Chapter Five My Third Grace Visitation |
Roxy Nolin Copywrite - 2002 |
