Welcome to MY thoughts…

What it is… I have not been invited to the church’s “circle” of blogs, but God told me to start one so WHAT NOW DEVIL?  I am going to write about truths, lies, victories and defeats, scripture and revelations and how gorgeous Pastor Aaron looks every sunday. I hope atleast one person reads and please make it a point to respond, good or bad.

I want to start right here with a story about a close friend that I served with in the military who I spoke to today for the first time in about a year. Now alot has gone down in my life in the last year, including being set free from chains of bondage and being fed the antidote for these things that have kept me a walking zombie in this world, in other words i was saved by Gods grace and made a new creation. So in catching up on life with this friend of mine, I realize that he is lost and searching for something. He searches to fill this void in his life with alchohol to rediculous extremes. This issue has broken sevral relationships in his life and kept him a slave to his flesh. He has been in and out of AA for a few years but it never seems to work. He tells me that everytime things go down or up, he is reaching for the bottle, he knows hes wrong for doing it but cant find the strength to stop. Again with the broken relationships and bridges burned by the man he becomes when he is drunk, every bridge burned causes another binge…. it’s a horrible cycle to watch a friend of mine, a brother that i went to war with go through. He called me at a breaking point…. hes searching and crying out. I definately dont believe in coincidence,  he called me crying out for a reason. I believe that God led his fingers to dialing my number although he doesnt know God. I shared a little testimony about whats been happening in my life and how hard, yet amazing my life has been in the time between our last conversation. I gave him scripture, I told him to read Galatians 5:16-26 and Jose and myself prayed for him over the phone. He broke, snapped like a skinny dried twig, he was emptied right there. I should mention that he is 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighs about 220 and I have never seen a hint of emotion like this. He was straight up weeping. He was crying, explaining to me how good it felt to let it out and how it burned at the same time… he proceeded to tell me that he hasnt cried in years, not through his divorce, not after seperating from his child and not through the military. This goes to show the strength of our God and his perfect plan. Thank you so much God for giving me the opportunity to speak life into a dead man that I love like a brother. Be with him and reveal yourself to him.