I came to know the Lord Jesus in 1978. I was a drug addict. Jesus had spoken to me seven times in 7 years. I grew up in London, the youngest of 7 children. I had four brothers and two sisters, they had all been in trouble with the police and some had been in prison. My father said to me, ‘I hope you are not going to be like the rest.’ I turned out worse; I ran with gangs, bikers, and drug dealers. I had been in prison three times.
It was not long after my second term in prison I became a drug dealer. I was dealing in a pub one night and had taken some myself. I passed out, and my workers tried my pulse checked me over and decided I was dead. They took me out of the pub dumped in an empty house and rapped me up on a carpet. I was left there for four days. I came back, I managed to work my way out of the carpet. I went outside and found out what day it was, I was scared, not knowing what had happened. I met the people who dumped and they were shocked and explained that I was dead and dumped me.
Some months later after another prison sentence, I met a girl who told me about Jesus. She took me to church, and a man at the front was talking about all the things I had been doing. He asked if anyone would like to accept Jesus put your hand up, and I did and went up to the front for prayer. I left the church that night and felt as though nothing had happened. I carried on taking drugs but could not get high. I thought that something was messing with my mind and went back to church the next Sunday.
The message was preached, Jesus put me on the floor and totally set me free. I became a new creation that night. This is only a small part of the story, but the beginning of a wonderful journey, of struggles, miracles, and amazing events. I am to share what our wonderful God did for my wife, me and my seven children and now ten grandchildren.
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