"God has delivered us, He has parted waters for us,
He has made water gush forth from rocks and sent us our own manna from heaven.
He has brought us into our own Promised Land.
Will I miss the opportunity to tell the story to our children?"
I can remember sitting in a chair so high on drugs and actually seeing hell before my eyes(i was hallucinating) I would scream in my head for the lord to save me.....Then I remember that night, a knife so close to my throat, my mind telling me this is how I deserved to die, and then a God releasing hate from the assailant to lead him to hand me his weapon....I cried all night for a life that was full of sin who knew only a "in heaven" type of god, for the first time I knew he stood right there in that very room with me.....I rolled a joint that afternoon and for the first time I saw the sin in the drug and as his spirit took me over I wept for the sadness the lord had every time I used a drug.....For the first time I knew he lived inside me.....He delivered me from the hell I lived.....my life is a witness to his power.....They will be blessed by it.
