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My Journey
I used to fight a lot when I was a child, I would get into fistfights with my sister. Anyway after one such fistfight, when my jaw was aching from a fist thrown my way... I cried myself to sleep and had a dream. I dreamt of a hand holding a communion wafer. The wafer was held out to me and I opened my mouth to take it. As I closed my mouth, I heard a voice "Believe, that I am the Son of man." I awoke startled that it was no ordinary dream and ran to the bathroom to look at my earlier smarting jaws. The pain has left.
I forgot that dream with the passing of time. I became an adult, confident in myself and in my supposed ability to chart the course of my own life. I was the master of my destiny and I decide what is to become of my life. Well to make a long story short ---I made a mess of my life and strayed from the path of Christ. In my bleakest hour, the memory of that childhood dream returned and with it the impression...that Jesus, the Son of man overcame and succeeded. So could I if I submit my free will to Him. My journey has had its ups and down but I try to walk as closely as I could along the path that Jesus took.
