I had good parents,Â but they were notÂ considered â€˜religious.â€™Â I had to attend SundayÂ School until I was 12Â years old.
At the age of 14, IÂ started listening toÂ music that later formedÂ the foundation for theÂ early life decisions IÂ made! Soon I beganÂ experimentingÂ with what someÂ call â€˜soft drugsâ€™ such as marijuanaÂ and drinking. Like many others, IÂ discovered that there is no such thingÂ as soft drugs. They are gateway drugs.
I had fun being with the crowd, butÂ late nights and heavier drinking withÂ harder and more dangerous drugs,Â inevitably led to less interest in schoolÂ and my family. My marks nose-divedÂ until I just scraped through my finalÂ school year.
By this time my â€˜sin choiceâ€™ ledÂ me to drug abuse practically everyÂ night and most days as well. DuringÂ this period, a couple of my friendsÂ committed suicide. That shook me up,Â but only temporarily.
While on a trip to Toronto, as anÂ 18-year old, I over-dosed and endedÂ up wandering the streets. The OntarioÂ Provincial Police picked me up andÂ I was admitted to the LakeshoreÂ Psychiatric HospitalÂ for treatment. I wasÂ warned to stay awayÂ from drugs and drink,Â but within six monthsÂ after returning home,Â I went back to myÂ old habits. I had noÂ control or will to getÂ off this suicidal path.Â I was not consumingÂ drugs and drink â€“ theyÂ were consuming me.
Despair crept in,Â leading to weeks of depression andÂ hopelessness. I remember going toÂ nightclubs after using drugs andÂ drinking and just standing amongÂ hundreds of people, feeling very aloneÂ and tired of life.
Finally, I decided to buy a Bible. InÂ my darkness I challenged God: â€œIf youÂ are God and you are what the BibleÂ says you are, show me the Truth!â€
A friend of mine was also searchingÂ for truth, and we talked about GodÂ in a general sense. She eventuallyÂ found salvation in Christ and startedÂ to witness to me. For the first timeÂ someone actually told me about the Lord Jesus Christ and His saving grace!Â She invited me to attend her baptism,Â and I accepted.
On that sunny Sunday afternoon IÂ felt my prayers were heard. There wereÂ approximately 100 people at the lake Â witnessing the baptism, and every oneÂ looked different â€“ they were happy! IÂ thought to myself, â€œI want what theyÂ have!â€ That night I was invited to hearÂ the Gospel message for the first timeÂ in my life. It seemed like the preacherÂ knew everything about me. Of courseÂ he didnâ€™t, but God did and He wasÂ doing a work in my soul. No one hadÂ to convince me that I was a sinner, butÂ the best part of the preacherâ€™s messageÂ was that God loved me and provedÂ it by the cross at Calvary. I realized then and there that Jesus died for me!
I knew I needed salvation. I had toÂ get my sin debt settled. I read versesÂ like â€œYe shall seek Me, and find Me, whenÂ ye shall search for Me with all your heartâ€Â (Jeremiah 29:13), and â€œI am the way,Â the truth, and the life: no man comethÂ unto the Father, but by Meâ€ (John 14:6).Â That evening I trusted the Lord JesusÂ Christ as my Saviour, and I passedÂ from death unto Life.
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