This is a copy of a letter Marnie sent me 8 years ago.
My son Robert asked me Monday was I going out to church and I thought, why not, there's no Bingo for a few hours I could escape. Because I live in a house filled with fighting, screaming, swearing and hate. I knew I wasn't right with the Lord and in the deepest of my hell I would ask God to forgive me of my sins and make my life right: but my prayers would bounce off the ceiling and no one heard.
Monday was different! The fighting at home was worse, but everything came together and I went to church. "The Guy" my son wanted me to hear was you Jerry. I thought you were a nut! Because
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You called yourself a short fat man and said your father in heaven was the biggest guy in town. You then screamed, "I love you Dad"! What you talked about I do not remember, but you gave an alter call and I did not respond. God was dealing with me, but I closed off my heart and mind and I said No! Who cared anyway! There was always tomorrow!
All of a sudden, you were in front of me holding my hand and telling me, God loves you and he cares. Then you told me things about my home life, stuff that was happening, things that were going on, telling me things Jerry, that you could not possibly know! It shocked me that you could know and I guess scared me to some extent. Then you said let it go, give it to the Lord. Then you said, "you poor child, you?re not fighting to get to God, you?re fighting to get through the day." The next thing I knew I was at the front of the church repeating the sinner?s prayer. I never knew you told God you were sorry.
Tears were streaming down my face and you were praying for me. I was telling my Lord how sorry I was and I think you touched the side of my face. A warm wonderful glow washed over me, flooding my body and soul, cleansing, purifying and releasing me! I felt as though my heart was broken, my body so heavy with sin I could not move, but with each tear I shed, something was breaking away and leaving me. It was exhilarating, the highest of highs, beautiful, peaceful and exciting.
How I came to be laying on the floor and how long I was on the floor I have no idea. I was not then or now aware of the time. But God touched me and forgave me and put his loving arms around me! I have no words to explain the wonderment or the beauty of what God means to me now. He lives in my heart and soul and I just want a closer walk with him. I love you DAD Hallelujah!!! Marni
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