As the dream dust settles I did a couple of jobs the last two days and yesterday got to move a dish for a young man I’d installed once previously. He was moving and called me up to relocate his Directv…..
Whenever I do work for somebody my ears are always open for an opportunity to have my ears open….The one thing I have learned in this life, is, it is so much more rewarding to listen to someone than to tell them your story…As a writer it is invaluable. As a Christian it is essential. This is where being able to minister to somebody’s needs becomes most effective.
This young guy, in his mid twenties, had been in the Marines and had his eye shot. So you can only imagine the things this young fellow went through right after that incident.
He told me some of it. The one thing that really stuck out was that he went on a 3 day drinking binge…On the third day one of his fellow Marines came in to tell him he needed to get back to work basically or the Marines were going to penalize him in some way….But this guy couldn’t care less…He was paralyzed by depression and refused to leave his quarters.
As he laid there and his fellow Marine went out the door, he said someone else opened the door and came in. He said it was human like, but the color of it was like a dark liquid…Instead of hands it had talons…He said the face was visible but like he was looking through a fog at it….Then this being spoke to him….”Hi. I’m your Uncle Johnny…Why don’t you keep drinking and join me where I’m at.”
His Uncle Johnny had died drinking himself to death.
The Young Marine said he had about a half hour conversation with this thing, and finally told him,
“I may be going to die, but I’m going to choose how I go out, not you.”
And the entity left.
Today that Marine is a young man with a heart for people, especially young guys who are messed up. He tries to encourage them and help them any way he can….He told me, they’ve taken advantage of my kindness, and have even stolen from me, but I forgive them and don’t hold it against them…they are messed up and don’t really know what they are doing.
He told me how a friend of his took off with his truck and blew two of his tires and got it towed. It cost him 500 dollars. His dad wanted him to call the cops and press charges. He said, “No…GOD will take care of it. I don’t have to. GOD always looks out for me.”
Even though he has struggled with what happened to his eye, recently he realized perhaps GOD was protecting him from himself. He knew inside himself if he went to Iraq and Afghanistan it would have been hard for him not to just blow people away who may have been doing something innocent that he perceived suspicious.
He said, “I believe GOD was protecting me from me.”
I was able to share some things in the WORD with him that the LORD brought up in my spirit…He said, “I don’t really read the Bible but I believe in JESUS. He said I don’t pray so much as I talk to GOD and I know HE has always been there for me.” Then he added, “Listening to you, I think HE wants me to read HIS WORD more…”
That was strange to me because he had done most of the sharing, until it occurred to me, that every once in a while I was able to share a verse with him that spoke to exactly what he was feeling, or wrestling with, or had proved what he believed or had done was right…
What a wonderful heart this young guy had…I pray he really gets to know JESUS more and more each day….When GOD crosses our paths with other people, if we are open to it, he can make those crossings incredibly special…Ministering to him, ministered to me.
I finished the job, and left. A few hours later, I got a text from him that simply read, “Thanks for the talk today.”
That was very humbling, because it was me who should have been thanking him….