What it is to be human
Far from Perfect
If you knew me, you would look at me and say, "He is far from perfect. A sinner in everyway, He swears, drinks, and loves life way to much to be a Christian" I am here to tell you my story. This is the story of a man who was saved not by trying to be perfect. I knew I could never live up to that bill. God loves me anyway. I am saved by his grace and his grace alone. So what can I do to please this God that I will never be perfect for, I'm not sure really. I know he has a sense of humor. Just look at the platypus or my great uncle Bob for that fact. You can't create amazingly funny creatures like that and not say now that's funny.
How did I realize that striving for perfection was not what God wanted me to do? Well it happen more years ago than I care to count now. I was working on a cold fall morning doing landscaping, a month after my 21st birthday. I jumped on a forklift used to lay pallets of sod around the perimeter of the parking lot we were working on. The operator and my boss drove across the lot as we spoke about the work we would do that day. He turned the forklift down a slope and that's when all hell broke loose. He put his foot on the brake pedal but it would not push down. He tried again and again, still nothing. The forklift picked up speed and we accessed our options. we could run into the side of a truck used to bring the pallets of sod, turn to left and try to miss it, or turn to the right and drop 19 feet to the road below. The operator did all that he could do. He turned left hard. The forklift was going to fast and flipped on its side. My boss was thrown hard to the ground. I was pinned under the machine. I was crushed, my pelvis broken in eight places; my left leg was over my left shoulder, gasoline poured on top of me from the fuel tank.
Righteous is not Always Right - When Christians Get It Wrong
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Bleeding to death or God says go to Hell
Jehovah vs. Man
Well as hurt and shaken as he was my boss pulled himself to his feet saw the condition I was in and called for help. His quick action I believe is the reason I am here today. You see I was bleeding badly inside and out. An ambulance arrived and I was rushed to the nearest hospital. A crushed pelvis in the 1980s meant a 60 percent fatality rate, I was as good as dead. They called my brother and my fiancÃ© and told them to get there fast because I was not going to make it. The doctors did x-rays and asked what religion I was. Well at the time my mom was a Jehovah's Witness and knowing nothing else, I thought I was one too. When I said this the doctors all put down their instruments and moved away from the table to discuss something I could not hear. The head surgeon came back looked me straight in the eye and said, Son if you don't take blood, I can't do the surgery you need and you are probably going to die. I realized what this meant, Jehovah’s Witnesses did not believe in the ingestion of human blood. I could not take blood. I was going to die. If I didn't take the blood I was going to die a human death within minutes. If I did take the blood I would die an eternal death even if I lived. The room began to spin. I heard the doctor say, "Do you want to be given a blood transfusion so we can do the surgery". I couldn't speak. I began to cry. I was going to die right there on that cold steel table. I heard the doctor say, "I will take that as a yes".
The next thing I knew I was waking up in a room with all the bells and whistles and most of them were attached to me. A doctor approached, he asked me how I felt. He said it was not over there would be more surgeries to come. He told me I would probably never walk again, never have children, and be disabled for the rest of my life. But I would live. That was the good news.
Dead Man Walking
Or Life After Death
Well you know since I am writing this I am not dead. Yes I am still here. There were more surgeries. I wore a device on my hips that held me together for a few months while I healed. It would take me a year to learn to walk again with out the help of crutches or a wheelchair for longer journeys. But internally my soul was damaged. I couldn't look God in the eye, let alone speak to him. I was like a child who has done something wrong hiding from the punishment he was sure to get when his parents found out. Maybe this is how Adam felt in the Garden of Eden. I had been given blood and then again for the next surgery and the next. I needed it to survive. Even for just this lifetime. I married, had four children and worked, lifted weights and got healthy again.
The Big Awakening - God taps me on the shoulder.
Many years would pass before I would set foot in a church let alone pray again. My second son was in the sixth grade. He asked if he could go to a church after school on Wednesday. They had a program called Cool Christians. I could pick him up at 4. I said okay but I didn't realize God's plan at the time. I went to the church. It was the one my wife and I were married in. The youth group that now embraced my 12 year old son was the same one that my wife loved so many years ago before we began dating. My son was soon asked to come to church on Sunday morning and he wanted us to check it out too. I came, I listened I liked what I heard. God had died for me and by believing in him I would be saved. But I had questions: what about the blood, the years apart from God, my less than spectacular life? I listened some more. I found my calling. God wants me to be human. He knows I am a sinner. I could use that to spread his word. Nobody is perfect but God loves you anyway.
Yes I still drink a little, swear a little and am a sinner among men. But now I tell others about my life. I am not an example to hold up and say you should be like me but an example anyway. I am a Christian and I am human. Nobody's perfect. God love's you and me anyway.
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