Please give me life
My story is not different from that of each and every one of you, we all have issues that surround our lives and these issues make up our daily living. My name is Dandy Wilson and I live somewhere in heart of the Caribbean. This is my story.
Growing up was filled with fear and torment of an abusive Father, a Father who comes home drunk late every night and descends on Mummy like he is training with a punching bag, there was marks of unconditional love all over her body, my Father was nothing but a disgrace to manhood and I vowed never to be a man like him, I was only ten years but you see, people consider every ten year old a child but the Judge understood the meaning of my tear drops when I stood on the dock to testify against the man who brutally murdered the only thing that shined in my life, ‘how can I not say the truth, how wouldn’t I know what actually happened’? I questioned the entire court room…
Mummy, was doing the cleaning that morning when he staggered into the compound, it was 7am and he was already drunk and for no just course, he slapped her then for the very first time as far as I know, she got angry and slapped him back, that was it my Lord and the next thing that happened was inhuman, the bastard pulled a jack knife he always carried on him and stabbed Mom and as she fell bleeding, he continued stabbing her until he was done, 67 stab wounds they said.
You see, that was the last day I saw my Father, that day in court, he was sentenced to death and I guess his execution was immediate so that was how I became alone in this world, no relative to console me, no friends to pity me, nobody was there but I found solace in the street ,tell me what you expect from a ten years old vagabond?
Anyway to cut a long story short, my gang grew to be the most notorious in the country, there was the six of us, Jack, Lucio, Valdano ,Bruno,Steve and myself Dandy. We kidnapped people and robbed banks, we committed atrocities that are soar to the human ear and like every criminal, lethal death touched us one by one. Now twenty three years old and a harden criminal, respected and feared in the street, known to top cops and friend of top political juggernauts, my specialty... Kidnapping and assassination.
I killed men for men and I kidnapped for ransom, yes that is me Dandy, I worked hand in hand with cops and made sure that everyone got his or her piece of every action and to my fallen soldiers who had families, comrades like Lucio, Valdano and Bruno,I took care of their families, it was just a three man squad and I was the leader. Jack brought the picture that morning, a sitting Minister wanted her dead he told me and the prize was two thousand dollars. Every information about her was available, her work place and her residential address, he wanted her out of the earth which means that we kill and bury or burn or throw her remains into the sea but something happened the minute I glanced at the picture, believe me I know this pretty lady, I know her and she was dam too beautiful to receive my bullets.
That was how and where my problem with the gang began because I made it clear that we will not hurt the lady. You see,Jack drew out his pistol and pointed it at me that fateful day but I don’t know why he did not shoot but kept talking bullshit; “If you wanna shoot, shoot motherfucker and stop talking trash” I shouted at him as I kicked down his pistol and drew mine then the outcome of his ignorance and cowardice was five bullets to the head then my utmost priority afterward became to save my life from the Minister who had all the contact in this world to eliminate me, he actually came after me but i prevailed then went for him and made sure that the fishes in the Caribbean sea feast on his fat belly.
That was a part of me I must talk about ,anyway what followed after killing Jack and the Minister was something I cannot explain, I traced the lady I was supposed to kill, you see she was the same lady I robbed when I was fifteen.Believe me everything about Jenny is unique, I don’t know how it happened but I mingled into her life, a well-educated banker aiming very high, she hanged out with descent people who all had a background so the strange guy seen all the time around her was disturbing but you see, nothing is as powerful as Love and that was what changed me, meeting Jenny transformed me.
I told her my life story, I told her everything and I promised her that I want to change and will change, as a Christian, she helped me and taught me the Bible, five months with Jenny did the work and by now, I am a born again Christian,a true believer as I surrendered to the most high and gave my life to Christ the supreme master.
My new life was not easy at all, i grew up with rum and marijuana, they are a very great part of me, so leaving them was a fight, it was hard but Jenny's love conquered everything and there was no going back, believe me i tagged it Radical Surrender. I have never seen peace or Joy until i gave my life to Christ, believe me, looking back to my past always break me down as i began to wonder if i actually did all i did. Demons are everywhere but the Spirit God overrules them all. I tried my best to help the only surviving member of my gang Steve but he was too hard for the word of God to penetrate into his soul. Anyway, he was later killed during a failed day light bank robbery.
You see, the only difference between a cop and crook is that one rob wearing a government shield and the other simply parade on a civilian camouflage,though there are some great cops out there but believe me, it is simply gang related. My friends in the force kept disturbing me but i turned down every deal brought to me and at a point, foiled one job myself, it was dangerous but i had to do it. You see, living straight was hard but i promised the Love of my life that there was no going back and the grace of God sustained me so to avoid problem with the authority or trigger panic among those whose dirty parts I know, we decided to relocate to Europe. I had the money but Jenny gave out all my money to Charity, ‘no penny from my blood money’ she said, she gave out my three cars to the welfare center and proceed from my house went to the red cross, all my old cloths were given out and she bought me new cloths, of course I am now a new creature and old things has passed away.
Life in Europe was not easy but it was not hard for her to secure a job, not in the bank but as a humble believer, who loves her husband because we actually got married, it was a low class wedding before leaving the Caribbean; she secured a job as a waiter in a restaurant and I later got employed in a car wash, we lived on our salaries but Jenny was not just a good wife, she was also a professional saver,i mean; she saved every penny we made so relocating to the UK was easy and there we began my ministry.
It was a call which I obeyed, and I thank God for blessing me with Jenny and our two lovely kids. Amazing grace is my motor, I mean; imagine my background but he was so mindful and saved a wretch like me, o! Lord thank you for saving me and for forgiving my sins. This is me now Evangelist Dandy Wilson and it is been five years since I began my own ministry and we had a program which is strictly focused on helping street kids, everything was going well until that evening, I was standing on the pulpit preaching to my 150 congregation then they entered and came straight and shot me. It was six shots from a revolver, two bullets to the head, three to the chest and one to my belly. The damage was done as the four assassins ran out from the church. I heard people screaming and I knew that I was dying but amidst this whole dilemma, Evangelist Jenny Wilson was on her bended knees beside me; she cried to God to save me.
All my past came hunting my dying soul and in seconds I visualized everything that I did, who I was and who I am and Jenny was now on my body crying to God; “Father please don’t take him now”. You see, the paramedics arrived and I was wheeled into the ambulance then rushed to the hospital and Doctors began fighting to save my live, I was alive believe me although weak but it was as if I was there with them watching everything that was happening, ‘he is gone’ I heard, Jenny began to cry. I waved at her but she did not notice my raised hand then Junior my five years old son came into the theater, the nurse tried to stop him but he made it to my bed and whispered into my ear; “Daddy this is another chance”.
It was then that I saw a bright light shining into the theater from the window and a voice spoke to me saying “My son, you have done well, come home and have rest”. ‘I don’t want to die’ I cried, ‘O! Lord, I don’t want to die, do not take me now’. I saw two Angels standing with a robe and a rod then I glanced steadily at the light and wept. It was like a dream but I was dying, there were tubes all over my body, life saving equipment. Now three weeks has gone and Jenny and the entire congregation was fasting and praying for me. A coma they said and even if I survive it, I will remain a vegetable because half of my brain was damaged, you see I am sorry for all the wrong I did, if my Father had been a Father, I would have followed a different path, I made mistakes like each and every one of you then I changed but my past came hunting, those who shot me were sent by someone I hurt and he vowed vengeance then traced me to Scotland.
Anyway, to God be the glory because here I am telling you my story today, I cried to God on my dying bed, Abba Father, show me your face, save me Father, I still have so much to do, Give me your cross, hundreds of them and i will carry them for you Jesus but please give me life. As you can see, I woke up from coma after one year, a miracle to my entire congregation, believe me, the Lord is good, my brain which was scrapped half healed by itself; Hallelujah, I stand twelve hours every day on the pulpit talking about God, I am not a vegetable but a soldier of the cross. They came for me to kill me but instead created an avenue for me to actually see Jesus.
I forgave them because God forgave me and gave me yet another chance as Junior rightly said, who knows how many other times they have tried to hurt me? Who knows? Believe me, upon the cobra I will forever walk underfoot, a thousand may fall at my right side but no harm will come near me declares my Jesus. As you have read this today, take it as my confession and my testimony, you also identify with my story because many are your accusers but the Lord Jesus will rescue you from every hand that try to hurt you. Say this short prayer with me today…
Heavenly Father, thank you for saving me, thank you for forgiving my sins,thank you for your guidance and protection, thank you for my family, my friends and always bless my enemies, thank you for the daily bread and for everything which you made wonderful, thank you for your cross which I carry and for the life you gave me. Thank you for telling the world my story. I will forever praise thee in Jesus name I pray. Amen.
This story is fiction but i portrayed myself as Dandy to capture your mind.
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