On my way to Damascus I met Jesus There are occasions in life where everything you do is all about yourself, you pursue your own interest, pursue your own passion, fulfill your own zeal, satisfy your own pride, seek your own pleasure , live in your own arrogance, Once I was such Kind of person before I met Jesus. While living in the village I was a total hook to the night music. These music could take place in the night after burial ceremonies majorly. I could go dance and dance most of the night and return home. I became a hook since 1996, while sleeping on my great grandmothers house, I could get out of the house using the window while people are still sleeping. What gave me the courage I didnt know and I could travel in the night alone to this dance places. My interest at that time was dancing. At that time there was this worldly song called Makereremakerere, we could dance and shake and shake with our feet scratching the floor in circle. Actually we used to compete who is the best. I got deeper and deeper into this night running to music places, the moment I could hear the music playing, I could leave food on the table to go, o how the Devil hooked me into this. I witness and saw all manner of violence in this places, some people could be beaten, some could be cut with pangas and seriously injured and so on. With wrong friends in hand, I got introduced to stealing sugar canes in the night, one day that torment me is when some of my friends took me to a nearby sugarcane belonging to a widow, we stole her sugarcane growing next to her home and venture home that night. One day I was almost killed and destroyed during those night ventures of going to night dances . This happened after completing my primary school and it was the time to have fun. I went to one night music and one of my classmate monitor also went to the music . They were three young ladies from the same family. They were left with their cousin who brought them and going back home became a problem. My classmate requested me to accompany them back to their home. What a risk, as I was sneaking out with them, a gang of men, who had interest on these ladies begun to chase us. How we ran for our lives that night! By the moment we reached to their home, I was forced to get into their bricked House since these men were after me. The doors were locked ! Here I was, a teenager in the midst of four young girls who were my age-mate in the same house in the Night! Indeed the environment was conducive for sin that day but I had my dignity, also there were many HIV/AIDS programs that were shown to us in school that I could not dare defile myself without using any protection. Though I was not Born again at that time, I was such a kind of a young man that could take advice. That night I ended up sleeping on the same room with these three young ladies until early morning; for the house was surrounded with these men who wanted to beat me up. The next day it became a story in the village, that Lenny slept with four ladies in the same house. The young boys in the village were in bewilderment. To my shock the same day I stretched a walk towards my former school, I met with some of the men who chased me in the previous night. One of them who was elderly than me and heavily embodied, came to beat me. His reason for wanting to beat me up puzzled me! He claimed that I threw stone that night to them and hit his toe! It was hard to imagine, throwing a stone in the midst of the night and target somebodies toe. He was quite serious that I threw stone at them, though I didnt remember throwing any stone I just ran for my life. Thank God that day, the cousin to the ladies who was also my classmate, came and rescued . After these kind of life I went to High School, there in High School I met with somebody by the name Jesus. I heard him being preached one Sunday and I gave my life to Him. It was had to surrender , especially to change my old habit that I had developed. After I finished High School, now Born Again, I went back to the same village for a visit. That night , there was those night music somewhere. My step Uncle (age-mate), had to go. I told him, am now Born again I cannot go. When My step uncle left for that music, I told the Lord, Lord allow me to go and see for the last time where you have delivered me. I came out of the house and I went to that place. I stood there as I was watching how people were spending their years in the pleasure of the flesh. I begun to look at the life in which I was a slave to Satan, after that I walked back home and I said goodbye to that life. It became the last time upto today for attending such a place. Many years past and now in U.S.A, I meant one manager at the place where I was working, and they were asking me Lenny do you go to club. I looked at them and I told them no! Then they quickly say then we need to introduce you and take you to one, you dont know what you are missing. I told them i cant go because am Born again. Oh they claim, we know many people that go to church but still go clubbing, I told them for me am different, am Born Again, in other words my life must be new in Christ Jesus, yes am a new creation created in the image of my Father in Heaven. After I explain my stand they stopped pursuing me. It is now over four years of my staying here, I have never stepped my feet on a club or a place where people are partying and spending time in the flesh, yes Jesus has been enough for me and forever He shall be, by His grace He has upholded me to stand , to stand with Him, to stand with HIS WORD, through the Help of the Holy Spirit. It was hard to believe that one day I could kneel down leave alone praying . It was even harder to believe that one day I could preach this Gospel of the Kingdom but This Jesus of Nazareth did and continue to do a tremendous work in me . Have become familiar with weeping and crying not for myself majorly but for the lives of other people, have learnt to identify with sorrow and pain, I have learnt to know what humility really is, . In my Master grip, He has molded me and changed me, He has molded me and changed . As time goes by, I realize how much am not of myself but I belong to my Lord Jesus, when I wake up , I wake up with Him, His presence visits, His power alone shakes me , when He wants me to pray I have to pray, when He wants me to fast and wait on Him I have to fast, when He wants me to worship Him I have to worship Him, when He wants me to prostrate myself and seek his face I will prostrate and pray in the Spirit. When I open my mouth to pray He open it with Heavenly Tongues . Have realized I cant even control my prayers no more, for He takes the lead so I may pray after the will of my Father in Heaven. As Paul Said, the Lord chose to reveal His mercy unto Him, opening His eyes to see his plan of His great Salvation. You may be outside there still living under the grips of Satan. My prayer today is that the Lord may shew you mercy, and reveal to you the plan of Salvation, that Jesus may come into your life and change you. If He did it to me, He can do it to you today, if you open your heart to Him, He will come and do the impossible in your life. This can be the day of your Salvation, for a New beginning, a new life. Galatians 1:11 For I would have you know, brothers, that the gospel that was preached by me is not mans gospel. 12 For I did not receive it from any man, nor was I taught it, but I received it through a revelation of Jesus Christ. 13 For you have heard of my former life in Judaism, how I persecuted the church of God violently and tried to destroy it. 14 And I was advancing in Judaism beyond many of my own age among my people, so extremely zealous was I for the traditions of my fathers. 15 But when he who had set me apart before I was born, and who called me by his grace, 16 was pleased to reveal his Son to me, in order that I might preach him among the Gentiles, I did not immediately consult with anyone; 17 nor did I go up to Jerusalem to those who were apostles before me, but I went away into Arabia, and returned again to Damascus.
Posted on: Wed, 16 Apr 2014 04:52:48 +0000
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