A message from Pastor Mike of the Road to Freedom Program.
I will not say his name, nor will I tell you when he was here. I will tell you that he was the toughest, hardest man I have ever met. A big man; the kind you know can take care of himself. The kind of man you don’t want to cross. And there he was, sitting in my office with a dead look in his eye, but he chose to come.
He had been in other treatment programs before, but had always done the same thing. He tried to listen and learn how to say no to the drugs and alcohol that were killing and robbing him of everything. In the past, he always ignored the spiritual aspect of healing. He tried to do it himself. After all, that is how he lived his life from the time he was a child. He could take care of himself when no one else did. As a small boy, he learned to fight and claw to survive.
“This time,” he said, “it was different.” Everything was gone. Everyone he ever cared about had abandoned him or were scared away. This time, he decided to try a different road. He did not merely want to stop drugging and drinking, he wanted to change… he wanted Jesus.
I patiently told this frightening man the promises of God’s Word. I told him how every sin he had ever committed or would commit would be forgiven. I shared the promises of God’s Word that gave him the assurance of eternal life in heaven with God. That big, tough, hardened man, bowed his head and asked Jesus to be his Savior.
The other pastors here played a major role in encouraging and teaching him as well. Other patients who knew Christ reached out to him with the love of Christ. He attended everything we offered in the Road to Freedom program here at The Treatment Center.
In complete awe, we all watched the transformation. As he walked down the hall, he would stop to care for someone and let them know he was praying for them. He also began to befriend the patients who came in that were frightened and needed someone to care.
He wanted a change. He wanted to take a different road. He chose the Road to Freedom, and change is what he got.
When we said goodbye to him, as I watched him walk down the hall for the last time, I remember thinking he was the toughest, hardest man I had ever met. But now, because of Jesus, he was the kindest man I would ever know.
Glory to God.
“Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship. Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is – his good, pleasing and perfect will.”