The Lord Will Be Your Front and Rear Guard

Isa 58:8 - Isa 52:12

I bless you Jesus!  I thank you maker of heaven and earth.  You are the great I AM.  I love you.  Here is my testimony.

As I drove home from Franklin Springs to my house in Athens I was overwhelmed with exhaustion.  With only 5-7 minutes left of a 45 minute trip I knew I would crash the car if I didn't stop.  I stopped at Ben Burton park and took a nap in the green pastures.  I went home and took care of some things.  I logged on to the computer and noticed my bank account was going to be overdrawn if I didn't put a couple dollars in there.  I had $5 and decided to drive my bike to the bank (to save gas) and put in the money.  I was going to average it out to where I would put one dollar in my pocket and pay off the debt with the remaining $4 so that I would have exactly zero dollars and be completely dependent on Jesus for my sustenance.

As I rode I noticed not a single cloud was in the sky.  A prophecy had been spoken over me about the sun and how it would reveal the Son to me.  I noted, "Not a cloud in the sky, they will only see the Son."  I just blessed God by posting that on Facebook with my phone as I rode.  I prayed God would send me someone to bless with the dollar as well.

After I blessed the people in the bank I went to Barnes and Noble.  I went to the Christian section and noticed that it was the fullest section in the whole store!  I was so enthused.  I saw a man on the ground reading a Christian book and told him that it was encouraging to see people who loved Jesus reading books about Him.  We struck up a conversation and I was able to share my testimony with him.  We proclaimed Jesus in the center of a book store for 30 minutes!  Many people around us heard the gospel as we prayed for my mother out loud.

Amazingly the man's name was Judge.  I could not believe it.  In his eye's were the most love you could imagine and it just look like he was the most non-judgmental person ever.  But the more I think about it Jesus is the Savior and the Judge.  The Bible says the Judge is standing at the door.  I cannot separate his justice from His salvation.  He's the lion and the lamb.  He's the Savior and the Judge.  I met a man named Savior many years ago.  He has helped me in my walk with Jesus so much.  I told Judge about him and how I have met the Lion and the Lamb now, in real life!  We exchanged information and departed for our destinations.

As I rode my bike I was looking for someone to give my last dollar to, I noticed a man on a motorcycle with a sign that said, "hungry."  So I went to Him and blessed him in Jesus name, gave him my last dollar, and prayed for him.  I got a little of his story and prayed for him.  He was not a Christian.  I told him I could not buy him food, but to come with me and I would feed him.  My dad was cooking at that moment.  He started the Harley Davidson and rumbled behind me to my dad's house. 

I prayed for his salvation the whole ride home.  The Lord started dropping scriptures in my mind as I rode to share with him.  I though of the sun in the sky and how the Son was shining his face on us (Num 6:22-24).  I thought of how the Lord was behind and in front of me always.  I thought of how in 1 Kings Elijah ran for 16 miles in front of a chariot!  I was on this road bike and I have this chariot of a motorcycle rumbling behind me, 1200cc's of pure power.  I felt so much comfort and peace because I knew Devon (the young man) was protecting me.  A car could not come and hit me because he had my rear guard.  He didn't once pass me as I led him for many miles to my house. 

A car honked their horn with all their might in agitation as we went slowly up a hill on Atlanta Highway.  I knew Devon had my back, but I just didn’t understand why the person was so angry.  I thought Devon would flip them off, but instead he flashed a peace sign in love--even though he doesn't trust Jesus with his life.

As we got home I gave him a "Motorcyclists 'Road Map.'"  It's a Bible for bikers.  I had it for about 3 weeks and knew it was time to give it to Devon.  I had prayed Jesus would send me ONE biker.  Not 20 not 10, but one.  I grabbed one Bible off the table where they were giving them away at church because I wanted it to be special and God sent (whoever I gave the Bible to).

I introduced him to my family, preached the gospel of Jesus Christ's love and forgiveness, read the scriptures God gave me, prayed for him, and we ate.  He didn't trust on Jesus that day, but I know we made some progress, and now he is responsible for what he knows.  It has been preached (the Good News of Jesus).

As he left he asked for a cig.  I told him my family didn't smoke, but I used to.  I got to give my testimony about how I used to use marijuana.  I pointed to places on the property we were standing on where God spoke to me about not using marijuana anymore, but in rebellion I kept turning my back on Him.  One time in particular I was smoking weed on the hill.  Over the years I had periodically asked Jesus was it okay to smoke weed and he'd always say no.  I was high out of my mind and all of a sudden the Holy Spirit was poured into my soul.  I said, "Yes!  Yes God!  Does this mean it's okay for me to smoke weed?  I mean I got my two favorite things here, weed and God."  Jesus said, "No."  I wept bitterly.  I was so high and full of the Spirit at the same time and it brought such conviction over me I could not bear it.  I asked God to take the high and he wouldn't.  I suffered with the mixture of good and evil.  I NEVER asked Him again if it was okay to get stoned.  I knew then I could never serve myself and Him at the same time.  It was still many years before I stopped, but I just shared that with Devon because he wanted to know what was wrong with smoking.  He used alcohol as an example of why weed was okay.  He said, "Beer has to be treated and fermented 30 days and distilled.  He had all these excuses.  I told him marijuana doesn't just grow straight out of the ground, dry itself out, roll itself up, set itself on fire, and put itself in your lungs.  If you want to be really honest, people have a huge part in smoking marijuana.  Although you have to ferment barley and potatoes for various different kinds of alcohol you can't use that logic and get away with it with me.  He looked like a light switched on inside his brain and I was happy I showed him that the Holy Spirit of God and marijuana don't mix.  We are the temple of God, and we should treat it as such.

It is my prayer that Devon comes to know Jesus through that Bible and the Holy Spirit.  Please join me in prayer for him.  Agree as you read these words aloud.  "Jesus thank you for Devon, your son.  You love him more than anyone could love and individual on this earth.  Reveal yourself to him and make him aware of his need for you.  In Jesus' name amen."