These are things God has done. These are Redemption Stories.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Redemption Story #2 - Broken

I sat and I wondered for so long since this challenge was brought forth to me: “what is my redemption story”? I mean, of course God has done lots in my life, so I tried to look for “the perfect story”. But one ugly part of my life kept coming up over and over each time I think about this, so here we go: 
 
Almost 3 years ago, my life completely changed as I knew it. I grew up in a great home where things were great. I honestly could not have asked for anything more. I had awesome and loving parents and two fun, loving, awesome brothers. 


I came home one day after school to find all of the locks changed and my mom coming to the door saying that her and my dad were getting a divorce. The news completely side swept me. I did not even see that it was coming. I was in such a daze for months because of this new life that I was going to have to readjust to, my dreams were shattered, and I was broken. 


I was in my first year of university and school was incredibly busy, so I used school as a distraction to get through this time period. I had kept myself too busy to even realize my true emotions that were coming out and those that were being portrayed in my life. 


I was angry. So incredibly angry that my life could literally be shattered in 2 seconds when my mom had said those few words that day. My relationship with my family, friends, and most importantly God were spiraling downwards. 


As a result of my anger, rebellion started to come forth I made some not so wise decisions with my life. These rebellious moments did not last for long before God started His work. 


I honestly cannot say that there was one pivotal moment where God started to change me, but there were multiple factors over a number of weeks and months that He worked in my heart and changed it.  He planted seeds with classmates, church sermons, and my close friends to sow in my heart. 


Since then, my heart has been molded into that which is more Christ like. God mended my brokenness. He put a peace to my anger. I realized that through it all, God never left me. He always had left a way to get to Him, I just had to find it.

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Redemption Story #1 - The Shadow of Death

Throughout my life, I’ve always had difficulties looking back at my past. I still had difficulties until recently, but I have come to realize the power of testimony. So, I’m going to get right into it then.

During my later years in middle school, I lost one of my good friends to a car accident. It was just after our Christmas break and it was really the first time I had experienced a real sense of loss in my life. I was having a very difficult time coping, but of course I never told anyone because I thought I could handle it on my own. I could see people around me hurting as well, but we all did the same thing, kept our feeling to ourselves.  It wasn’t too long after that I realized how damaging this could be.  

About one month after the accident, two friends (Darren and Courtney) and I had decided to meet up. We had just finished playing a bunch of video games all afternoon and were about to head home, but Darren stopped us for a moment. He turned to us and told the both of us how much we meant to him and how much we always will. Then he said goodbye and hugged both of us as if we would never see him again. 

I still remember the look in his eyes. It’s as if he believed there was no hope left for him. After he had walked away Courtney and I both knew something was going on. We had this terrible feeling, so we walked to his place. When we got there we found him lying on the bathroom floor with both wrists slit. I have difficulties getting that picture out of my mind. Even as I type this out, the image comes back to me plain as day. I didn’t know what to do. 

I left after the ambulance had arrived and yet again, I kept everything inside. I thought I would appear weak if I showed any emotion. I felt alone. So, instead of opening up, I started drinking, heavily. It’s as if it would give me that temporary solution to all my problems, but of course they would all flood back the next morning. It all eventually caught up to me to the point where I could not take it anymore. So instead of asking for help, I asked for a gun. I found myself holding this thing and just not caring. I looked at it and saw a permanent solution, not a weapon. So I stuck it in my mouth.

I paused for a moment, and in that moment my phone began to vibrate. I debated not picking it up, but something made me do it. On the other end was Courtney. I immediately broke down into tears. I look back now and thank God for that phone call and that moment of hesitation. Even after all of this I could not shake that feeling of loneliness. 

So, I continued to drink. Even more then I used to. I would even come to school with a few in me from time to time. Not only that but, I had also become a serial dater. I would date one girl for usually around a week maybe two and leave. And then a couple weeks later do the same thing over again. This went on for a couple years. I was reliant on girls and alcohol to keep me from feeling alone. And it did. It gave me a false sense of support. It wasn’t until my final year of high school that I realized I was wrong. 

I remember a friend lending me a CD. It was Southern Weather by The Almost. (Great band by the way) I remember listening to it and loving every song on it, but there was one song on it that always stood out to me and that was “Amazing because it is”. I remember hearing it and crying. It was always the chorus that got me. “Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am found. Was blind, but now I see.” Most people have heard these words one way or another, but I didn’t actually know what they meant at this time in my life. 

Soon after this I stopped drinking. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t feel the need for it anymore. I actually felt good! It was weird at the time for me. It was a few months after that when I met a group of friends I’ll never forget. They asked me to come out to their church with them one Sunday morning. I was hesitant (mainly because I wanted to sleep again), but I went. It was there that I had realized the meaning behind that song and why it had helped me change my ways. It was there that I had realized I was never alone. 

From that point on I believed in God our saviour. I felt his changing power first hand and know that He will never forsake me. That is why I will gladly give all my days to Christ. It's odd to think that only a few short years ago I was alone, depressed, suicidal even! And now I lead worship at Revolution Church and I love it. It was a song that God used to reach out to my heart and change my life, so I remember that every time I lead. I want to do the same for others. I want God to use me in ways I would have never thought possible. I want to see lives redeemed just as mine was.

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Hello there! 

Welcome to the official blog of Revolution Church. 

The purpose of this blog is to share stories of how God has legitimately transformed aspects of our lives. In no way do we claim to have it all together. Instead, these stories are meant to communicate that we are imperfect people, but that God is real, and he can actually change who we are (our character and circumstances) for the better. 

It is our wish that you may find hope among these stories - hope that YOUR situation is not beyond help, that God could (and wants to) transform YOUR life as well. Hopefully, one day, your life will be a redemption story for others to read, and find hope and faith for themselves. 

For more information about who we are and what we're about, to ask a question, or to share your redemption story, contact us at: matt@revolutionchurch.ca

With love and respect for the person that you are.