“For unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given; And the government will be upon His shoulder. And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6
The Word became flesh
In the Gospel of John, we read about the fulfillment of Isaiah’s prophecy. The child who the Prophet spoke of was born around 700 years later, not a single generation later. And he would not be merely human, but the incarnation of the living God.
After my last enlistment in the Army was almost over I made the decision to become a civilian again and return to a world I had not known since I was 17 1/2 years old.
I was nervous. I was lost. I was guilty. I was guilty because I had judged myself for what I had done while in the Army and hell was waiting on me. I knew there was a God because my Grandmother planted a seed in me when I was a small child. It’s easy to believe there is a God, the Creator of Heaven and earth, when you’re a child.
But I didn’t know God as the Father. During my last few months in the Army my salvation and my future were overwhelming to me. I needed to find that God my Grandmother had told me about. I was in desperate need of repentance. I had noticed a small church in my area so one Sunday morning my spirit pushed me. My only suit was my class A uniform. As I parked my car in the small parking lot I entered the church with a heavy guilt and embarrassment. My uniform was a reminder that I was a killer. As I entered the small church the music ministry had already begun and everyone seated in the pews stopped singing and turned their heads to me. I sat in the last row and quickly pulled my beret off my head.
The devil was telling me to get up and leave, “you have no place in here, you’re not worthy, God doesn’t want you, you’re a sinner.”
I noticed the Pastor was pacing back and forth as the small group of singers and musicians finished their song. His eyes were closed and he appeared to be praying. When he opened his eyes he looked out among all the people and his eyes made contact with mine. In that brief moment I felt the Holy Spirit. Years later I came to realize the reason I attended that church was because the Holy Spirit was tugging on my heart, pulling on the spirit inside of me.
The preacher looked at me many times during his sermon, speaking about those who were lost, who desperately needed to know God, the Father. Today I know that day was a divine orchestrated meeting between the Lord and I. I had an earthly father. I knew he didn’t care much for me, if at all.
It was easy for me to accept God the Father because not only of the seed my Grandmother had planted in me years before, but because I needed a father. I needed Jesus. At the end of that church service I found Him.
That preacher became a very good friend of mine even coming on post to visit me in the hospital after my last Op my unit was sent on. To this day I don’t know how he even knew I was in that Army hospital. I didn’t ask. I knew by then that God was my Father and that His ways were not my ways.
After returning to civilian life I came home and it took a long time for me to get past the military life. I’m still trying. I catch myself with my hands in my pockets and quickly pull them out. I catch myself slouching and stand up straight. I still visit my friends, fellow soldiers that I lost, in my dreams. Their faces are still young with boyish smiles.
I found out years later that the pastor who introduced me to Jesus had went on to be with the Lord.
Since then I’ve grown in my walk with the Lord, reading the entire Bible numerous times, made lots of mistakes, slipped a few times, been disciplined a few times.
I have a pastor today who reminds me of that same pastor back then. They have the same eyes. What I mean by that is that I could see Jesus in both of them. I could see my Lord, my Savior, I could see my Shepherd in them both. That’s how you know your in the right church.
I wrote this because recently my pastor preached about Isaiah 9:6 and immediately that memory of me walking into that church as a young man flooded my memory and I know the Lord gave me that memory for a reason.
I was a lost sheep and my Shepherd found me and this world is out of control and there are so many men and women who are lost and in desperate need of our Eternal King that the Prophet Isaiah spoke of so many years ago.
“And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” Then I said, “Here I am! Send me.” Isaiah 6:7
For those of you who do not have a personal relationship with Jesus, those who are lost, those who are in need of hope….and peace….Jesus is calling out to you right now, today and believe me brothers and sisters, He is real. He will make a way where there seems to be no way, He can break those chain, give you hope. He is the Prince of Peace.
Won’t you invite Him into your heart today?
“For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.” Romans 10:13
You can call upon His name right now and pray this simple prayer…
Dear Lord Jesus, I know that I am a sinner, and I ask for Your forgiveness. I believe You died for my sins and rose from the dead. I turn from my sins and invite You to come into my heart and life. I want to trust and follow You as my Lord and Savior.
The next thing is to get into a Bible based church and ask God to open your eyes and ears, ask Him to give you a love for others. Begin every day with the Lord, speak to Him throughout your day. You’ll be glad you did.
One more thing, if you prayed this simple prayer of salvation, you are born again, God has forgiven you of your sins, your mistakes are in the past, and since God has forgiven you, make sure to forgive yourself.