Christian. Frank Johnson is a fine young man that I’ve had the great fortune of getting to know. He’s married, has a child and recently got out of the Marine Corps. He is a Christian and had plans on becoming a minister when he was in High School. Frank was a blessed man.
But life can present many challenges that create many changes. The devil never at rest and always, “seeking whom he may devour” (1 Peter 5:8) had his own plans for Frank. Just like when Satan asked God about Job and said, “Doth Job fear God for nought? Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side?” (Job 1: 9-10) and then proceeded to torment Job in an attempt to get him to renounce God. Frank too went through his own Hell on his path back to God.
From sin to victory- A confession of a Christian written in his own words. This is powerful stuff folks!
When I was young I was always raised in church, that was every Sunday school, Sunday service, night service and Wednesday service. When I was is elementary school I was saved while living in AZ. From then on, all I wanted to be was a preacher. That was my goal. I would get into trouble for staying up past my bedtime so I could read the bible. My preacher new the love I had for this in my heart and let me preach a message. I stayed this way up until about 10th grade. In tenth grade I started hanging out with the wrong people, I would like to say now that I blame myself for my actions, not the people I was with because none of them forced me to do things. I started heading down the wrong road and new it but I was enjoying the pleasures of the flesh for sure, it was a lot of drinking and partying during high school.
I graduated High School early and went straight to the Marine Corps. First and foremost I do not blame anything on the Marine Corps because they have strict rules that I disobeyed, number one being underage drinking. I partied all the time and was loving it. I would spend all my money going to Myrtle Beach every weekend and getting a $30.00 a night hotel and partying all the time, ran into the law and ran away from the law a few too many times. I had been dating a girl for many years and we decided to get married. I was married at 19 and had my first child on the way. I wish I would have changed then but I sure didn’t, all that changed was that I had a wife, a child and a house.
I threw house parties a few times a week. I was loving it but at the same time I knew I was doing the wrong things and felt guilty for it. I couldn’t bring myself to talk to God because I was so ashamed of all the things I had done, knowing they are against what he had planned for me. Nothing changed while I was in the Marines, just partying, deploying and then partying.
Once I got out I moved to Denver, CO for a great job. This is when my world crashes down around me and all due to my own selflessness. Now that I was making great money, the partying got crazier and then another sin occurred, the love of money. I would work so hard and never come home because I was too busy because I just wanted another dollar. Due to partying, and never being home due to work my pregnant wife and my daughter left me. As much as I hate to admit it, I thought it was great; finally she isn’t dragging me down anymore. I missed my daughter so much and I shed many tears for her while she was away. I traveled quite often for work which just meant new cities to party in.
A Fallen Christian
Now that my wife had left I started meeting other girls in other cities since I visited the same ones usually than I could have a girl wherever I went.
While back in CO I couldn’t stand being in my apartment without my daughter there, so U was there when I woke up, went to work, came home and showered then back to the clubs and bars or women’s houses. I was loving it, I had everything that I thought I wanted…Girls, money, apartment to myself and I was young.
I had more memories in CO of waking up in my apartment not knowing where my wallet, car or phone was and no idea what happened the night before. Woke up passed out in my shower, drunk with a broken hand one morning and still can’t recall what happened.
I had a buddy move to CO with me, and we partied all the time together. I was usually smart about it and got a cab out into town so I couldn’t drive home drunk.
One night I didn’t make that choice. My buddy and myself went out to a bowling ally that was a bar and the women dress skimpy and were planning on having a couple beers and head back home and grill some burgers.
Well one beer led to another, and then vodka, then whisky shots and not much is remembered after that. All I know next is the paramedics are pulling me out of the passenger seat of my car, car full of smoke and my friend nowhere to be found. I was brought to the hospital and was fine except for being drunk and belligerent.
The police officer said I was the only one in the car so it must have been me driving even though i was in the passenger seat with my seatbelt on and knocked out. I said some things, he said some things and then I threatened him, next thing I know I am chained to the hospital bed and told I am not allowed to leave. When I am told I can’t do something, I prove people wrong…definitely when I am drunk. I managed to get out of the chains and walk out of the hospital. I called up the girl I had been seeing in Denver and she came and picked me up.
A Wake Up Call From God
The next morning is when God smacked me in the face. I woke up hungover like none other, next to a woman in her bed with my pregnant wife in another state and I couldn’t remember what happened the night before.
My car was impounded, I finally proved my “friend” was the one driving and I still didnt learn my lesson. I had to go to TX the next day for work and I did. A couple days after I get to TX i get horrible news, 7 of my dear friends in the Marine Corps just died. After work I went back to our TX apartments and slammed 7 shots of whiskey and 7 Bud Light Platinums as quick as possible, I was crying and didn’t know what to do…this hurt me so much that it is unexplainable. I went to dinner with my boss and the man who owns the company, I didn’t tell them what happened but I was drunk and kept ordering shots at the restaurant and apparently got a little loud with the owner of the company.
2 days later I got fired. I had made a lot of money and didn’t care, I wasn’t thinking about a job, i was thinking about how much more time I have to party and hang out with girls. So I picked up a couple more girls in Denver and stayed for about 3 weeks blowing all my money.
I had no job, was broke and didn’t pay rent…in the last 2 months I ruined my life I thought.
I used what little I had left and moved back to GA to live with my parents. I was dead set on getting a divorce because I have never taken someone back after they left me or I felt betrayed. My step mom asked me to go to church with them and I did as my parents told me to do. I hated church because I felt like I should not be there, then for some reason unknown to me I called my wife and asked her to come to church with me.
My life was changing again but for the better finally. I loved the preacher but hated his messages because I swear every message was pointed directly at me. I knew what all I had done and still couldn’t bring myself to talk to God. I thought if I could get my life back together than it will show God that I can do it and then I can be ready to see him again. I started working a crappy job, had no car and made no money.
I was trying to save money for a car but it never happened. One day after a church service I walked to the alter, got on my knees and begged God to please help me. I asked him so hard and begged him to because I now understand that I can’t do anything without him, I begged for his forgiveness and just please to help me get this life I had ruined back into what would glorify him.
I am a man that hates to cry, never do it in front of people and hated when people showed emotions, it really got on my nerves when people were emotional. I never wanted to ask for help from anyone and would never accept help.
On this day I walked back to my pew with tears in my eyes and I know the church saw me but I didn’t feel ashamed.
After church this man came up to me, you can tell he doesn’t look happy and he said that God told him to give me a truck he just bought. He also told me that he has heard about me and that he didn’t like me but God said to so he will. This truck is a 1993 Ford F-150 with only 66,000 miles, looks brand new and runs beautiful.
Sure enough he gave me the truck and somehow I started having enough money for tithing, gas and insurance when before I couldn’t save a dollar. The lord told me one night that I was going to come into a large sum of money and that I need to give $1500 to the man who gave me the truck.
Sure enough 3 days later I got a lot of money and I drove to his house, told him what had happened and he started to cry…his truck was broken down when he gave me the Ford and it cost exactly $1500 to get it fixed. Now if you don’t believe the Lord is real than you have a great belief in humanity and should really look at the gifts God has given you.
Right now while I type this, I am laying next to my wife on our bed, we both are back into church, my 2 month old one is in the crib next to us and my daughter is happily playing in the room beside us. I couldn’t be a happier man and it was all thanks to the Lord.
I have a lot to overcome and a lot to change for the lord and I fight with sin every single day. The lord just offered me a great paying job or a police officer job, offered me my family back and gave me a truck. The lord has surely done a lot for me and I can’t wait to see what he will give me to be able to spread his word. I have had a few great influences that don’t know it but they have worked in my heart so much and I not only believe God put them there, but I know God did.
I don’t know why God has given me so much when I have done so much wrong but all I can do is praise him. I need to fight love of money, covetousness, having a hard heart and many other things that is a hard fight but I know that talking about the lord, looking at what he has done for me and staying in contact with people who have touched me will help me along the way.
Truly a powerful confession from a man of God that will have a positive impact on many lives! We all struggle. We all have our battles. It has always been that way. The victory comes when we truly repent, when we truly identify sin and remorsefully give it all to God! That is the victory. It isn’t avoiding all the punches. It’s getting up after the punch. It’s realizing that the reason why you got hit in the first place is because you were standing in the wrong place. When standing with God, “his truth shall be thy shield and buckler” (Psalms 91:4)
Frank’s victory beings to mind what the Apostle Paul said to the Corinthians:
“O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord.” 1 Corinthians 15:55-58
Bill Hitchcock is an Ordained Minister and Evangelist with Refining Truth (www.RefiningTruth.com). His ministry takes him to Churches, Sunday schools, home meetings, prisons and jails, rest homes and nursing homes, corporate meetings and functions each week. Contact Bill Hitchcock today at (252) 725-1328 today for arrangements to have Bill deliver the message of Jesus Christ and its’ application in today’s world.