The day I met God (11/1/1992)

The word of God conveys in Jeremiah 1:5

"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you

and before you were born, I consecrated you;

I appointed you a prophet to the nations"

Who would've know I'll come out of my mom's womb

September 25th, 1976 at 3:55pm at the NY Presbyterian Hospital

My creator knew because He already knew me before I was even born

And yet, I never knew Him

Nobody disciple me about Jesus when I was a kid

I remember going to a catholic church, not by my choice

but I was told to by my mother

It was so boring

Multitudes of times, I had to stand up, sit down

stand up, sit down like I'm doing squats

I can't talk in church, atmosphere was filled with depression

didn't make friends where people made terrible impression

I lost interest due to church oppression

I didn't seek Jesus, I left Him, He never left me

October 30 1992,  I turned to the life of crime

didn't have money, not even a dime

My behavior was reckless like king Saul with no prophet

the one lost sheep , lost without his Shepherd

The streets became my disciple

The crew I was rolling with were my apostles

until we got caught by the cops

the apostle became the pharisees, and left me alone like David in a cave

The cave was actually a jail called The Tombs

where I felt dead like Lazarus

I knew nothing about prayer

I remember suffering on the inside

my soul was being sufficated, filled with hate and cries

I spoke honestly to God (for the 1st time)

I just said "God, if You are who You say You are, let me out"

I was the youngest at 16, locked up with dudes older than me

God protected me by sending Jesus to cover me from fatality

I needed his precious blood to clear my defective mentality

the next day, the cell gates open

I was free

what was unfathomable back then

it became crystal clear

this story became my testimony

not its on me the be unashamed of the Gospel

even if it's one soul

it'll be one more soul, added on to the Kingdom of God