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The Dark Night
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This is a true story—a story of my life. It’s the story of a former drug addict, of someone that did not deserve to live. But the Giver of Life, remade and transformed this life for His glory.

It was the darkest night I had ever seen. I found myself in one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in town. I was being followed by some individuals that were going to collect what I owed them. Debts are collected by any means necessary in the world of drugs. I was running for dear life.

Despite this I felt the powerful presence of Jesus by my side. During all of the crises that I had gone through, the nearness of God had always moved over me. On many occasions, His strong hand had protected me, pulled me out of dangerous places, walked before me, covered my mouth so I would not cause myself any more harm, and had enveloped me in His presence.

But there they were, getting closer and closer. “I guess this is it for me today…there’s no way to escape…”, I whispered. And in that moment…the lowest moment that a human being can find himself in…despite the catastrophe I had become, the never-ending and incomprehensible love of the Shepherd for his lost sheep, became flesh and inhabited me. It was a miracle, like Daniel in the lion's den...that’s how I felt that night.

The Alley was Dark

The alley was dark and I could hear the voices of those following me just a couple of yards away. As I turned the corner, I glimpsed lights streaming through a half-opened door. As I neared the door, a beautiful melody caught my attention. I know that song! “ Jesus, my Lord will love me forever, From Him no pow’r of evil can sever…” It was the same song my Aunt Isabel had taught me in Sabbath School when I was only 10 years old!

As if I had been pushed by an invisible person, I stumbled inside. There were no more than 20 people, but they sang with so much joy. No one asked questions, as if they seemed to understood my situation. Someone came to greet me and strongly embraced me. I guess my debt-collectors didn’t see me and went on their way, without successfully achieving their goal…that of killing me.

That night, in flesh and blood, I experienced the greatest miracle of my life and I embarked on the long journey of understanding God’s immense love for me. He touched my heart while I was in “faraway lands”, just like the prodigal son. Jesus stitched together the remaining pieces of my life, recreated it, and transformed it into something worth living. It was not easy to navigate through a sea of conflict and addiction, but I emerged from it by clinging to the Rock.

“That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong” (2 Corinthians 12:10).

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