Religion is a subject that many people don’t talk about for
various reasons. For some people, religion and their beliefs are something that
they consider sacred. For others, religion represents hurt because of bad past
experiences. For me, I don’t believe in religion. I am a follower of the Lord
and Son of GOD, Jesus Christ. I have seen many things that people do not
believe in, and a few things that have expanded my mind. I have dealt with demon
possessed people, I have seen and experienced miracles, I have been in
“haunted” houses, heard growling in empty rooms, and have seen a demon. I don’t say
these things to brag. I say them only to preface my blog. For the next few
weeks, I promise to bring you things that you don’t believe in a way that is
non-threatening and non-eccentric. Ladies and gentlemen welcome to “The Other
Side.”
This week’s issue is not an issue at all! It is a tribute
and a testimony. I will be graduating in nine days, and I feel the need to tell
you all exactly how I’ve gotten to this point. It has not been an easy road,
but it has been a blessed road. Believe me, GOD has been involved
Coming out of high school, I had a 3.3 GPA; a 1330 SAT, 4
years of track and football under my belt, and had served in numerous
organizations and on panels. I thought I was going to someone’s college for
free. Much to my displeasure, I ended up getting turned down for over 20
colleges. I got accepted to one, but I didn’t feel right about it. I had
decided in my mind that I wasn’t college material…
Let me back up a few months. In October of my senior year (2007),
my mother lost her battle with the many diseases that plagued her body
throughout my childhood years. I grew up taking care of my mother and learning
as much as I could from her (she was a K-6 teacher). We often spoke about a
wide variety of topics. She was my best friend. When she died, I was torn to
pieces. Without my mother, I felt like nothing in life mattered. This was all
during my senior year of high school.
Back to the story. My mother died at a time when I was
supposed to be focusing on making my run for a football scholarship and
boosting my GPA. By the time I struggled
through graduation and getting turned down for 20 schools, I didn’t have any
intention of doing anything good with my life. I considered joining a gang,
selling drugs, and/or murder for a while. I was not in a good place mentally at
all!
Not to make light of this very real situation, I want to get
to the real reason I am telling you all this story. Broken and with no
intentions of good, I decided to talk to this GOD thing I had heard my mother
talk about. I grew up in church, but all I ever saw was people yell, holler,
and dance! I thought GOD was real, but only for my mother. I thought she just
believed in something to keep her sane. In the middle of the night, in the
house I grew up in, on the floor of my bedroom with the door locked, knelt, a boy with nowhere else to turn. I remember it like it was yesterday.
I started talking to what seemed like myself. I was desperate. I challenged
this GOD thing. I cried to HIM! “If you are real, I want to try you out”, I
yelled. I told HIM that “my mother had always put trust in you” I told HIM that
“If HE was good enough for my mother, I would at least give HIM a shot.” My
life would never be the same. I cried myself to sleep that night, thinking to
myself that HE wasn’t real and he didn’t hear me. I remember waking up that
next morning feeling a little better. This was impossible to me. After months
of feeling horrible, I felt better!? I
asked HIM if HE had done that. In HIS own way, I got a yes. Over those next
couple of months, I started to build a personal relationship with my LORD and
Savior Jesus Christ and his father, GOD. With all of the fake I had seen in
church, I told HIM that I didn’t want to be churchy, I didn’t want the titles
or the offices, I didn’t want the phony church mannerisms or voice, all I
wanted was a real relationship. I got more than I asked for!
GOD truly blesses HIS children. Let’s say this, when I
prayed to ask GOD to put me in school, I not only got accepted into Frostburg,
a check came in the mail to pay for my education, and that’s telling the
watered down version of this story. I will be graduating on DEC 19, and I can truly say that GOD has more than taken care of my every want and need whilst I've been here.
Anyone who reads this: I stress to you: TALK TO GOD FOR
YOURSELF! I didn’t need any fancy robe, water, or privilege to call out to HIM!
He really does exist, and he really can help! HE WANTS TO HEAR FROM YOU.
If you would like someone
to pray for you or talk to you about anything, find me on FaceBook (Vince
Morton Jr). I will.
It has truly been a pleasure providing you all with engaging
articles every week. I hope you have enjoyed it as much as I have.