I was the only son of my parents. One day, after my father left for work, a taxi pulled up to the door, and my mother told me that we were going away! Nine months later my dad obtained custody of me and I went to live with his sister. I did not know what ‘separation and divorce’ meant. I only knew it hurt. But thank God, He looked down on that hurting, confused, troubled little six year old boy, and loved him.
My aunt took me to Sunday School where I learned verses from the Bible such as “God is love” – but how could a God of love allow this to happen to me? We sang “There’s a home for little children above the bright blue sky, where Jesus dwells in Glory – a home of peace and joy”. God looked down on that little boy who was longing for a happy home and questioning His great love. God loved him anyway.
I looked forward to my father’s visits each weekend, and was upset when he had to leave. By the time I reached my early teens, my thoughts and actions revealed what I really was – a sinner and a rebel. God saw my frantic attempts to find happiness in a world that could not satisfy – and He loved me in spite of it all.
I dreamed that the Lord had come, and I awoke shaking. I realized that if the Lord really had come, I would have been left behind for judgment. Nevertheless, I went on as I was and He still loved me!
One day I looked into the deep dark waters of the harbour and thought, “I would gladly throw myself in, if only all this misery would end.” It seemed as though God said, “If you died today, you would drop right into Hell.” I did not want to go to Hell, and I knew I was not ready to meet God.
I attended a series of gospel meetings, where one of the preachers spoke to me personally. I realized that he really cared for my soul, and that it was time I began to care about my soul too. He read verses showing that the Lord Jesus had died for ME. At that critical moment, God brought another verse to my mind. It was “He that heareth my Word, and believeth on Him that sent Me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life” (John 5:24). God’s promise was so real to me, I accepted it. I have peace and am ready to meet Him. I have His Word for it!
Gary N. Sharp
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