Originally Posted 1/2012 "Praising HIm for the Intervention"

Two weeks ago at Elder Prayer, I specifically prayed for opportunities to share the Gospel and my testimony. God has been faithful to provide these opportunities since. Earlier this week, I got to tell my old college roommate about Jesus. It was a tense conversation. When we lived together, I was a much different person. Since we graduated, I had become a true follower of Jesus Christ, and she started practicing Budhism, Santaria, and attends a Unitarian church. We had a good discussion about who God really was, and what Jesus’ life and death really means for us. She didn’t receive it well.

I found out today she went to another mutual friend of ours from school and told her I was “scary crazy” and had joined some kind of “damn cult”, her words not mine. This friend called me, concerned. She was a Social worker by training, like myself, so wanted to set up an intervention for me. All this Jesus talk, I had CLEARLY lost my mind.

I just have to laugh at this. When we all lived together, I was drinking heavily, I was mutilating my own body daily, I was dating abusive men, I was depressed, suicidal, self destructive, on a fast track to an early death, but neither of these “friends” thought it was necessary to “stage an intervention” at that point.

But now? Now that Jesus Christ intervened FOR me, now that he RESCUED me, now that my life has meaning and purpose. Now that I have hope, peace and joy, NOW – I need an “intervention”. I honestly can’t stop giggling about the irony in this. And I’m overjoyed by this evidence of God’s grace and mercy. He has changed my heart and my life so RADICALLY that I am no longer palatable to society. My former close friends no longer recognize me. My heart is filled with praises for his goodness.

So my prayer now is this, that my friends would one day also know this level of peace and joy. If God can work a miracle in my heart, there is NOTHING beyond his redemptive power. So I will keep declaring the truth, and proclaiming the gospel, and praying for the Holy Spirit to do a great work in the hearts of those that listen long enough to hear me before they declare me insane.