The day I met God (11/1/1992)
The word of God conveys in Jeremiah 1:5
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you
and before you were born, I consecrated you;
I appointed you a prophet to the nations"
Who would've know I'll come out of my mom's womb
September 25th, 1976 at 3:55pm at the NY Presbyterian Hospital
My creator knew because He already knew me before I was even born
And yet, I never knew Him
Nobody disciple me about Jesus when I was a kid
I remember going to a catholic church, not by my choice
but I was told to by my mother
It was so boring
Multitudes of times, I had to stand up, sit down
stand up, sit down like I'm doing squats
I can't talk in church, atmosphere was filled with depression
didn't make friends where people made terrible impression
I lost interest due to church oppression
I didn't seek Jesus, I left Him, He never left me
October 30 1992, I turned to the life of crime
didn't have money, not even a dime
My behavior was reckless like king Saul with no prophet
the one lost sheep , lost without his Shepherd
The streets became my disciple
The crew I was rolling with were my apostles
until we got caught by the cops
the apostle became the pharisees, and left me alone like David in a cave
The cave was actually a jail called The Tombs
where I felt dead like Lazarus
I knew nothing about prayer
I remember suffering on the inside
my soul was being sufficated, filled with hate and cries
I spoke honestly to God (for the 1st time)
I just said "God, if You are who You say You are, let me out"
I was the youngest at 16, locked up with dudes older than me
God protected me by sending Jesus to cover me from fatality
I needed his precious blood to clear my defective mentality
the next day, the cell gates open
I was free
what was unfathomable back then
it became crystal clear
this story became my testimony
not its on me the be unashamed of the Gospel
even if it's one soul
it'll be one more soul, added on to the Kingdom of God