About the Writer

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WHO IS THE WRITER?

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My journey with the Lord began in May of 1991, when He transformed me into a brand new person. My love for the Lord instantly became the centre of my life, and thankfully His grace has kept it so. From the beginning I searched for the depths of God, not knowing where to find what I was looking for. Of course I had my Bible, but I was looking for a living person to example out what Paul and the other apostles knew. 

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Chasing the truth as hard as I did, left me strangely vulnerable to a group who called themselves "The Final Reformation". Their leader had such a tender heart that every time he said the name of Jesus (though he used His Jewish name), he began to cry. He spoke of seeing angels and getting his doctrine straight from them. He said he had the final message for the world before the end came – a real-life prophet of God. You can imagine my excitement. But I didn't have the tools to discern that his teachings were deceptive. I didn't have the maturity or the wisdom to discover how he was twisting their truth. He read from the Bible, I though that was enough to prove he was teaching God's word – I was wrong. I thank God for His Holy Spirit in my heart! His voice alone saved me.

 

It happened over a period of six months that I kept getting the exact same message, "Don't fall away from Me." Over and over the Lord sent that word in every way you can think of. But, silly as this sounds today, I could not figure out what He meant. I was chasing hard after Him, why would I fall away? It wasn't until I woke one night from the most vivid dream that I finally understood. In the dream I had opened a box, and inside was a snake which put its fangs right through my hand. There was no pain but I opened my mouth to scream and no sound came out. I felt trapped with no way of getting help. When I woke up, I knew exactly what box I should never have opened. I never went back to that sect and have never seen or heard of them again.

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I was disillusioned after that. Men who called themselves Christians were not meant to be wolves on the inside – of course now I know the Bibles warns about exactly that. So I clung to God and decided that the Bible alone would be my 'plumb line' for measuring truth against. That was the beginning of an extraordinary journey with God.

 

It has been many, many years since and I have had some wonderful places to fellowship, some beautiful hearts to worship and pray with, and the privilege of knowing precious, tender Christian brothers and sisters along the way. I have found wise mentors who still speak into my life and I have prayerfully read the teachings of God's faithful men wherever I could find them, the likes of A.W. Tozer, T. Austin-Sparks, Oswald Chambers and more. We never do this walk alone. Our brothers and sisters are a treasure, a rare taste of home in this fallen world. But in the end we each need to stand before the throne and give an account of our lives – I choose to let Jesus Christ be the author and finisher of my faith. He is the only Truth, the only Way and my whole Life. That has been more than enough all these years and it will surely take me home.

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If the years have taught me anything, it is that God alone is all things good and wonderful and true. He gives everything meaning, and life and beauty. I have nothing to offer Him, but He loves me all the same. I can only hope and pray that somehow all the goodness He has shown me, can bless others too. For those of the same heart: I am not sure anyone could capture this walk better than Tozer, when he wrote his beautiful piece: “The saint must walk alone.”

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May you seek God, and find Him, when you seek Him with all your heart.

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To God be the glory in all things, always.

Blessings in Christ Jesus.