About Craig

I was brought in up in a typical lower middle class family where dad worked and mum cooked. I had only one sister to fight with, which was often. I never felt that I was measuring up in my dad's eyes, and was always trying to win his approval in some way or another. Until one day something just snapped and then I didn't give a damn. I started out with cigarettes, then moved on quickly to alcohol of any type, I was only eleven at the time! I stayed with that for a year or two and then I was introduced to dope and I was pretty well hooked from that time on. I experimented with mushies, quick, acid and any gear that was laced with anything. Some gungja had horse tranq. In it, or battery acid and sometimes who knows what!

Man, I was wasted as much as I could be, and as often as I could be.
I just didn't give a stuff what happened and who it happened to, as long as it wasn't me of course. Typical addict selfishness hey?
I never really thought about the consequences of my actions, like stealing cars for joy rides, burgin' pubs for grog, breaking into shopping centres for smokes and whatever else was handy.
My relationships went to hell every time. I was unbelievably jealous and possessive. My self worth was almost non existent. I couldn't bear to lose a girlfriend, and I gripped on so tight that I would crush the life out of them. My first fiancée took me to a church meeting a couple of times, not that she really believed, but it was just something that she wanted to do, so I went along….
I don't know if it had any effect on me, but I suppose a seed was sown. I was still very brain fogged then so not much was sinking in.

She eventually two timed me, it wasn't hard to figure who helped to push her in that direction!!?? More stuffed up relationships followed, including my first marriage. This is when I got my first real taste of Christianity. My to be wife was Christian, so were her folks and brother. Her brother was into the same crap as me though, and still is. I met her through him and we soon fell in love, but there was a stumbling block to all this… I was a heathen, with a vengeance too!
It's not that I didn't believe in God, I didn't believe in anything at all!!

Her oldies wouldn't have a bar of me marrying her unless I gave my life to the Lord. That was a sore point to say the least, and was the centre of many a heated exchange between me and her mum in particular. Don't get me wrong, I loved her mum but she made it tough for me…. To cut a long story short, one night when her mum and herself were away, I was bored and found myself tagging along with her dad, brother and a friend to a revival meeting no less.

I listened to all that went on with a little skepticism, but when the time came for the altar call that I was dreading, I found myself "floating" down the front as if I was being carried. When the evangelist ask me what I wanted, I found myself saying that I wanted to give my life to the Lord!!!! I wasn't even surprised to hear my own voice saying it! He prayed over me for healing and an in filling of the Holy Spirit, and that was the last I remembered. I woke up next morning in my own bed, I had driven home through at least twenty sets of traffic lights, and didn't remember a thing!

Not too long after that we got married, but I had not repented of the sins that I was committing against my own body by smoking, drinking and drug abuse. My wife prayed persistently for my healing, and begged me to repent, but the more she did the worse it got.
Until one day when she gave me up to the Lord and took her hands off the situation, then the Lord moved. In one night he completely washed me clean of any desire to have drugs - I was healed.

Unfortunately it came too late for my marriage, which ended six months later, despite counseling and a lot of desperate soul searching on my part. It was meant to be though, the Lord used the feeling of absolute desolation that I had to force me to seek Him and His people out of sheer desperation to live and not die by my own hand. For three long years I lived by myself, desperate for any touch of the Lord I could get and gleaning as much information as I could to make myself ready for the wife I was praying for…

I had so many opportunities to minister to people in this time, and received ministry from many as well. When my new wife came along, it wasn't what I was expecting, not at all. She was beautiful, of course, she was of the Lord! So that was to be expected, but she had a lot of baggage and three great kids. The Lord sets the lonely in families, and this was a real challenge! This was the greatest blessing the Lord could bring me. I am constantly being changed from glory to glory, the drinking went by the wayside long ago, and cigarettes went the same way soon after, I am slimmer, fitter and faster, even between the ears. We have a new child whom has taught me more about parenting than I thought possible.

Never doubt that the Lord loves you, no matter how bad you think you are. I know that there are people out there that have had a harder life than me maybe, but our God is an awesome God, and that which we see as impossible, is possible because of God.
Are you unforgivable? Guess what. You are forgiven. Jesus died an excruciating death for YOU. He sweated, wept, bled and was broken for the redemption of your sins. That means he bore, carried and felt the weight of all our sins, the sins of all those before him, and all those that were to come after him, including us!!

So, brothers and sisters, rejoice for the Lord is with you, you have eternal life, if only you surrender your pain and your life to God. Trust the Lord, and rejoice in him and be glad, and he will satisfy the desires of your heart…

Yours in God,
Craig

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