This post is being very transparent about myself, sorry if any of this shocks or insults you. But i was once a very lost boy, young man and an adult. From a very young age i had a very rebellious and a dangerous curiosity for seeing just how far the limits in anything were. Yet at the same time had a genuine love for people, especially the underdog! Bipolar, should figured that one out alot earlier. ooopps! I grew up in what was a small little nowhere place, Chesterfield Township. My family was big and influential in the area. But anyway, getting to the title of this post; " He's just a good kid doing/making bad decisions/things!" My great grandmother would always say that in my defence while acknowledging that her grandchild is doing some really stupid stuff. Her and a cappucian monk were the two most life lasting mentors i ever had, and it was because of their strong faith and devotion to the Lord that even kept my mind open to God. Eventually leading to my re-birth. so anyways, as a youth i would spend all week long raising havoc where ever i went, including Catechism school, and then on the weekends hanging out with family and often i would spend the weekends at my great grandmothers house. We would stay up late playing cards and watching TV. But during these weekends i would watch a true servant of the Lord at work. She would all week long make batches of soup and give them out to those in need, and she also spent alot of time raising money so that all kids in the area rich or poor could play baseball with nice uniforms and equipment. She eventually raised enough money to purchase a big peace of property and then build a bunch of full size baseball fields. All she would ever talk about is seeing all those kids playing ball on lit fields like the pros. She died not much longer after seeing the fields lit up for the first time.She is one person that i really grieved hard for and still till this day. I miss her and wish she could have been around to see all her hard work and investment in me pay off!before she took her last breathes of life she shook her fist at me and them motioned blowing me a kiss. She couldn't talk anymore at this point. she would always do that to me, it was her way of not repeating herself to me anymore, when she shook her fist at me it always meant that she knew what i was always up to, to stop doing bad things, turn my life over to God, and last but not least to "keep it in my pants." its weird i am now laughing and crying at the same time. And of course the blowing of a kiss was simply that, she loved me and goodbye.
This is when i truly just lost it in life, for a long time i was mad at God for taking such a great person away from myself and all the other people she had touched. I didn't understand it all like i do now. But what followed was a lack of concern for myself and rules. I now realize that i wanted to die but just couldn't do it myself so i just kept putting myself in really dangerous places in life. But obviously our Father in heaven had different plans for me. this may seem off but i believe that God allowed me to walk through fire without getting burned. figuratively speaking. Cause seriously i should not be alive today.. This is my only conclusion is that it was by Gods' hands that i was shielded and protected from death before i could be born, it was sort of labor pains of my coming to choose life over eternal death.
So anyway, it was my great grand mother who first showed me how to separate the person from the sin. love the person, dislike and reject the sin. A truth from God is what she was always modeling, love,servant hood, compassion, mercy, grace, encouragement and forgiveness. This is why i always go with the saying "He/she is just a good kid making bad decisions.'
Some times your seeds are sown on infertile ground, but sometimes a tree just needs to fight amongst the weeds and vines to reach the light and begin to blossom and produce good fruit. My tree took 34 years of fighting against the weeds and vines that tried to keep my soul tied down. So to all out their frustrated by good kids just not getting it, well we do, for some or most it just takes a longer time fighting to reach the light. Not all the seeds that u have sown have been done in vain. Like my great grandmother, you might not be here on earth to see them mature, but i Think God will bless u with the transforming moment anyways to see.
Keep the faith, don't be afraid to reach out and get dirty, cuz there are a whole lot of Gods' children waiting to be labored to a new life in Jesus Christ!
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