Revelation 7:12
..Amen: Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiving, and honor, and power, and might, be unto our God for
ever and ever. Amen.
Revelation 12:11
And they overcame *him(the accuser of the brethren..vs.10) by the blood of the
Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives
unto the death.
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Many times since I was Born Again I have had to use the Blood of the Lamb and
the Word of my testimony to overcome the accuser.
The following is 'part' of the testimony of Jesus in my life but far from his continual
and ongoing workings. To record that would be to record every thought word and
deed from the day I was born 9/28/1951.
As you read this testimony of Jesus in my life it will become part of the testimony
of Jesus in your life. I hesitate sometimes to share Jesus' personal workings in my
life because there are those out there that 'steal' words from others and use them
in their own testimony. Never receiving the 'Love of the Truth' they like a parasite
suck the blood from others and claim it as their own. They are tares. They are in
the field but not attached to the true vine. Those that are truly attached and those
that are seeking to be attached will be nourished and blessed. The deceiving life
sucking tares will simply go on living their lie and stealing from others until the great harvest which is soon to come. The Spirit and the bride say, "Come".
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The first time I ever felt the Spirit of God in my life was when I was in second grade. It was 'first communion' time at church. 'Before' I had even received
the wafer element we were singing the song 'Jesus, Jesus come to me'. I remember being in the pew and whole heartedly asking Jesus to come to me as
everyone sang. I felt his touch. I always related it to the wafer element but it had
actually nothing to do with the wafer. I realized that when I asked and he came to
me at the age of 25.
I was raised in a large (11 kids) very strict Roman Catholic family. I was the 4th
oldest. The next in line was my brother Rich(Buzz). He was the black sheep of the
family. If there was something good going on he would be late. If there was something bad going on he would be leading the way. I used to hate him. If he even walked to close to me I'd punch him.
In Feb. 1977 he was 'Born Again'. He was living with the next younger down the
line, Tim. Tim and I did alot of stuff together but Rich was bever included. One
bright sunny day in April 1977 Tim and I had played softball together and went
back to Tim and Rich's place to catch a buzz. We were sitting in the living room
nice and high when Rich came down the stairs. Tim said something like, "Oh oh
wait 'til you hear this."
Rich stopped at the bottom of the stairs and greeted us. We said hi back. Tim made some kind of 'negative to be funny' comment about Jesus to Rich. Rich, with
a fervent compassion relied to Tim and then started directing his witness toward
me. He spoke about how he was 'born again' and knew Jesus personally. I could
plainly see there was something different about him. That's what got me to listen.
He quoted many scriptures and expounded on the truth that no sin could get into
heaven and that only by going to Jesus could my sins be taken away.
So there I was high on pot getting the gospel preached to me by my creepy little
black sheep jerk of a brother. I thought a couple of things to myself as he continued.
1.) If there really was a God and the devil then what had happened to Rich was
from God because the devil wouldn't change that creep for the good.
2.) If there really was a God and a man put a 100% effort into knowing Him then
God would know it and would have to come to him.
Rich tapped his hand on the stairway banister and said, "Tom, he's as physical as
this and unless you know him in a physical way you can't get into heaven." He said, "Sin is the only thing that keeps someone from getting into heaven and Jesus is the only one that can take away your sins. ..He's the Lamb of God that takes away the sins of the world." His preaching went on for about 15 minutes to a half
hour. Tim interupted him many times but Rich was persistent and kept directing
his words to me. Rich spoke of all the changes that Jesus had made in his life. I
kept thinking..."It has to be God"
It was the Easter season so there was alot of God and Jesus movies on TV. With
Rich's witness fresh in my mind I watched them with more attention than ever
before. I remember Jesus saying, "Come unto me.."
It sure fit into what Rich had said.
I remember crying as Jesus was crucified in one of them. My wife was
next to me on the couch. I remember saying to her as I cried, "He did nothing
wrong but only good and look what they did to him!" God was opening my eyes.
I was always high on pot so I don't remember exactly what I was watching on TV
at the time but the next part of my story had a profound impact on me.
I was sitting on the couch watching something on TV and I went into a type of a
trance. It was so real.
I had just died and was floating toward the judgment throne of God. All I could
see was the sides of His throne and His legs from the knees down. I knew I was
there for judgment. As I approached His hand and arm swung into view and He was pointing down. Without any words I had been condemned to hell. The horror
that flashed through me was incredible. I literally felt the actual judgment of myself
being condemned to hell. It was instant and I knew that there was no more hope.
I knew that there was no second chance. It was forever and ever. There was no one there with me. It was just God and me. There was no chance to explain anything..No words. Just the big hand with His finger pointing down. Then I came
out of the trance but now knowing first hand the horror of condemnation. There
was a great relief all of a sudden being on my couch again but I sure knew that I
never wanted to experience that for real.
Within a day or so of that event Rich called and asked if he could come over. That was really strange because we never did anything together. He knew I hated him and I knew he didn't care for me either but here he was calling me. Having just
recently experienced the condemnation trance I was wide open to hear more from
Rich about his experience with Jesus. We made plans for him to come over on Sunday evening April 10th 1977.
That night Rich continued preaching the gospel to me. That night my wife was
there also. Again, Rich tapped his hand, this time using the coffee table and said,
"He's as physical as this table and unless you know him in this way you won't get
into heaven." He asked, "Knowing that no sin can get into heaven, if you died
right now would you get in?" I replied, "No." He then asked if I would like to ask
Jesus to be my personal Lord and savior. I kind of didn't want to since I knew it
would demand change in my life and I was quite happy with how things were. But,
after that 'condemnation trance' there was no way that I was going to say no and
take the chance of me dying that night. So, I said, "Yes".
He stood up and asked that we all hold hands. Then he told us to repeat what he
prayed. He prayed the sinners prayer.
I was wholeheartedly sincere when I asked Jesus to forgive all of my sins and to
come into my heart and be my savior. I felt the weight of my sins leave me and I
felt good but I didn't feel Him(Jesus) that physical way that Rich said I would.
The next morning when I awoke in bed and before I even opened my eyes the
name Jesus came into my thoughts. I immediately prayed to him. "Jesus, I asked
you to be my savior last night but I don't feel you the way Rich said I have to..I
want to know you that way." Then I got up..rolled a joint..smoked it..and got in the shower to prepare for work.
I was a service foreman at a car dealership. I always checked in with the mechanics to see how things were going with them. That Monday morning I went
over to Rich's(not my brother) stall and leaned over the hood of the car he was
underneath and asked how he was doing. He said he was fine and asked what I
did over the weekend. I told him, "I don't know much about it but my brother says
he knows Jesus so I prayed with him to ask Jesus to be my savior last night." The
mechanic started swearing and told me not to get all religious and blankity..blank..
blank..etc... I remember telling him that I didn't know Jesus like my brother yet but I would tell him when I did. I walked away from that stall amazed that someone would talk that grossly at the mention of Jesus.
Well, everytime the name Jesus came into my head I would pray and ask him to
come to me in that physical way and that if he did I would give Him my whole life.
The number of times I prayed like that was too many times to count. All through
Monday..all through Tuesday. On Wednesday I was having the worst day that I had
ever had at work. I was always up tempo and rarely depressed. But that day, I was walking slowly with my hands in my pockets looking at one foot going in front
of the other as I walked across the service floor.
I thought to myself, "What a bummer day." Then, the next thought I had was when
it happened. I thought, "I shouldn't be having a bad day..I gave my heart to Jesus."
WHAM!!!! The split second I thought the name JESUS He filled me with His
Holy Spirit! My hands came out of my pockets..I had a grin from ear to ear..I
started running but I didn't know where to. At first I ran into the show room but as
I got through the door the thought came (Jesus' first leading) "Go tell Rich." I went
back out to the service area..went straight to his stall..leaning over the car he was
working under and said, "Hey, Rich, I know Jesus!!" He swore again. This time I
told him, "You can swear all you want but He's real."
I called my brother, Rich, and told him what happened. He praised God and asked
if he could come over. I of course said sure. When he came over he presented me
with a brand new King James Bible. When he gave it to me he gave me the most
important piece of counsel along with it. He told me that it was God's word and only
the Holy Spirit could teach me the truth. He said that the most important time to
pray was before reading it. He told me to go to Jesus and confess my need to be
cleansed and forgiven and to call upon his blood to cleanse me. Then he said to
pray to the Father to send the Holy Spirit to teach me. He said that if God wasn't
teaching me when I read His word that the devil would. He said that's why there's
so many churches saying different things but all reading the same book. He said
that there's only one truth and that comes by revelation from the Holy Spirit.
Needless to say I took his advice. I found that as I read the Bible the scriptures
just jumped out at me as though I had written it myself. I couldn't get enough and
every spare moment I would read His word and always praying first.
In another thread ..Part 2..??? I will..God willing
I am convinced that if Jesus can save a wretch like me He can and will come personally and 'physically'
their whole heart and with all of their strength. No one can buffalo God. He looks
at the heart.
Don't believe it if someone else has told you that you're saved. Believe it only when the LORD Jesus himself comes personally to you.
Each person that truly knows him will have their own personal experience with
Jesus. It is with 'that' testimony and the blood of the Lamb that we overcome.
Confession..Repentance..Remission..
To the LORD Jesus Christ be glory and honor forever and ever. Amen
Peace, Tom