Death To Life
When I was young people stories of why they accepted Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior fascinated me. I heard people testimonies of how Jesus Christ delivered them from drugs, alcohol, death, and demon possession. I wanted a story of my own to share with the world of a savior saving me.One of the foolish things I have done as a young male was the day I became a lukewarm Christian. I left the path of God and enter the world as a prodigal son. I wanted a testimony of my own and was driven to get it.
One day I was riding the subway in New York City around noon time and two young teenagers pulled out a knife and tried to stab me and slice my face. This was in the year of 1998 in which a gang name The Blood was spreading their chaotic ways in the city. The subway chart was empty with only me, the two thugs and an indescribable man next to me. What was weird about this guy was the fact that he stood still motionless while I was getting rob. I really thought to myself that this was the end of my life. I always knew that I had to repent of my sins to Jesus Christ in order to be saved and believe me when I say this I was repenting big time!
Then a strange current event was beginning to magnify itself. The subway was moving to the next stop and all of a sudden the two thugs were becoming afraid of the strange man next to me. I never noticed this man next to me and I have no idea where he came from. I saw fear in their eyes of the two thugs and I heard them whisper to each other regarding the strange man. They actually thought that he was an undercover cop or he that he was in a gang himself. The stranger next to me was not dressed like a common New Yorker at that time. He was dressed with a red head band, a black leather jacket, dark black sunglasses, ripped blue Levi jeans, and black leather boots.
This man was fearless and motionless and I agree with the two thugs that this guy isn't normal. He was not a typical New Yorker. As I turn my head to see the two thugs in front of me all of a sudden the horror in their voices and in their faces jumped at me and I started to fear for my life. They got frighten and perhaps even pissed in their pants as they gave me back my money and begged me to please not to tell a living soul about this encounter. They gave me a hug and left running right as soon the subway made it stop. I was confused and I thought I was dreaming. I slowly turn my face to see this man that they were afraid of and as I turn my head he vanished. I turned around, got up, and looked around for this man, but then I remember the scripture Psalm 91:11 “that God will send His angles to protect you.”
I got off the subway and walked home thinking to myself of the current event that just happened. I was thinking of how lucky I was to survive and how I need to go back to church. I got home and began sharing my testimony in how God send His angel to protect me. I began testifying and sharing my faith again, but then I stopped after two years and began walking back to the world. I wanted a stronger and powerful testimony to share with the world. I wanted something that people can believe in. Then one day the girl I was dating for two years, she stabbed me four times in the kitchen in my apartment. The steak knife went through me and penetrated right through my back and into my right side lung. I was breaking up with her and she snapped in a demonic way of pure rage. I lost twenty perfect of my blood and I should of been dead and burning in hell, but through God grace and mercy He saved me once again. I learned my lesson in not tempting God. I learned to seek him in spirit and in truth. I've learned that Jesus Christ death and resurrection is the best testimony to have. Now I share my testimony to youth about how God delivered me from death to everlasting life in Jesus Christ.
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