been stopped by a random guy in Queen Street, Brisbane who asked me if I believed in God and invited me to come to a church sporting event. I said, “Yeah for sure,” and then mates called me up about a party and I went to that instead.
I thought, God, You love me, so I’m going to be a better person. I was supposedly already a “nice guy” but I thought I needed to stop doing some of the things I was doing. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t do what I thought was right. A couple of drinks and I would mess up again. I’d go out to a party and then mess up again. One morning as I woke up I even started crying, thinking, God, I’m trying and I can’t do it. I know now that He was teaching me that I needed a Saviour. That we are the ones drowning and God is throwing us a rope and His name is Jesus. I told my flatmate, “I’m going to find a church.” He said, “What, are you crazy?” I said “I don’t care” and walked out the door.
I went for a walk and found a little church with three people in it and a minister up the front. I remember singing songs and raising my hands in the air and crying. None of the three others were raising their hands but it was something I just did. No one talked to me about God and I remember leaving the church feeling better and thought, Maybe that was all I needed to do. Go to church once and have a big cry. And I went straight back into all the parties and life I was accustomed to.
The day before New Year’s Eve 1997 I woke up in the morning after a big party. And it was so clear in my heart. Follow the world and everything in it or follow God. It was time to choose. I had no other friends that were following Jesus at that time. There were plenty of people that said they believed in God but that doesn’t mean they are following Him. The Bible says that even the demons believe in God (James 2:19) and they certainly aren’t following Him. I didn’t even know what following God meant but I chose Him. No one else can make that decision for you.
Two weeks later I got a message from my dad that a girl called Cherie had left a “Merry Christmas!” message on his answer machine and left her number. I thought, Man, I remember this girl from youth group. I called the number and a guy answered and said, “Wrong number, mate.”
I hung up and prayed, “God help me to get the right number” and I literally mixed the numbers up and called again.
I asked, “Is Cherie there please?”
The guy said, “Yeah, I’ll just get her.”
We went out that Saturday. I married her a year later. It was amazing that God had her there all along, just waiting for me to make the right choice so he could bring her along my side.
I thought that everything was going to get better now that I had chosen to follow Jesus. But I went through emotional turmoil for two weeks. I felt like I was being torn in two. I called up Cherie at about 3 o’clock one morning just crying. “I don’t understand what is happening.” She came over on her motorbike and shared a vision she had for me. I was a straight tree and throughout my life I had branched off into all these dodgy areas and God was coming with two big axes cutting off those branches and making me a straight tree again. It wasn’t that I was being broken in two at all. It was God freeing me from rubbish that I had attached to my life.
As well as freeing me from rubbish, He began to teach me things from His Word. I had moved back home with my family and was sleeping in the garage on a stretcher next to a big canoe. I still remember the canoe. I had no job, no money and no decent accommodation. As I read the Bible, I received a Word from God. It was like the Scriptures just stood off the page in bold and went straight into my heart. I read “in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” (1 Thessalonians 5:18). And then a strong presence of peace just filled the garage and I had peace in my heart. It was amazing! Regardless of circumstance I had peace.
I was experiencing freedom and peace for the first time and I wanted to share it with my mates, but many of them had left town or moved overseas and I had no idea how to contact them. After our wedding we were travelling in New Zealand. We were chilling out in this random little town and bumped into a mate I hadn’t seen in years and who back then was a drug-dealer. I had wanted him to come to my wedding but no one knew where he was.
I asked, “What have you been up to all these years?”
He then proceeded to tell me that he is a born again Christian! I’m like, “No way, me too!” It was classic!
He had read a book about Jesus that he found in a box while moving house. It was about Jesus dying for our sins and rising again from the dead, about forgiveness and healing. My friend read the prayer at the end of the book inviting Jesus into his heart and made a decision that he would live for Him. He hasn’t looked back since and is rocking on for God, faithfully serving in his church and on the mission field.
A year later we were living on the East coast of Australia and caught up with another mate of mine who I hadn’t seen for ages. God told me to go and share with him. I thought, I can’t tell him about you Lord, he will kill me! He was an angry guy. He was a tattooed, fighter who lost his temper easily. I prayed and prayed and wrestled with God about going to share with my friend. God gave me a Word from Isaiah 45:2: “I will go before you and make the crooked places straight; I will break in pieces the gates of bronze and cut the bars of iron.”
I knew that He would go before me and make the crooked places straight. That He was preparing my friend’s heart. I went down and started sharing with him. My friend turned to me and said the only reason he was listening to me was because we had been through so much stuff together he knew I would never lie to him. As I was leaving, I gave him a Bible and he put it beside his bed. Later on he opened it once, and it touched his heart so much that he couldn’t open it again.
God told me to go back to his place the following week and share more. I went and while I was sharing my mate got agro and suddenly stood up. I thought Man, it is on, we are about to have a fight right here.
He spun around, took a couple of steps and shouted, “SOMEDAY I WILL CHOOSE TO FOLLOW GOD!”
Boldness came over me and I stood up, walked over to him and said, “WHY NOT RIGHT NOW?!”
And he said, “Yes.”
I led him in a prayer; he invited Jesus into his life to forgive his sins and made a decision to live for Him. My mate changed so much without me saying anything else. A few days later I saw him again and when I looked at his eyes I could hardly recognise him. All the anger had gone and he was changed from the inside out. “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.” (2 Corinthians 5:17).
He began to immerse himself in the Bible and God started giving him dreams whereas he hardly remembered dreaming at all before. In one of the dreams he was in complete darkness and couldn’t see. It was crowded and everyone was surging in one direction but no one knew where they were actually going. My friend tried to stop but couldn’t. Everyone was pushing against him. He reached out his hand and suddenly felt a pillar. He grabbed it and with all his strength pulled himself out of the crowd. He went to the side and found a small door and entered through it into light. He told me that I was the pillar sent by God that helped save him but he didn’t understand the rest of the dream. I showed him the Scriptures: “Enter by the narrow gate; for wide is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction, and there are many who go in by it. Because narrow is the gate and difficult is the way which leads to life, and there are few who find it.” (Matthew 7:13-14).
I’m so stoked God wrestled with me and persisted in getting me to go share with him. Now his drug using days are over, he has freedom and peace and best of all his eternity is secure in Christ.
A while later I was back in New Zealand and started going to the same church I used to go to for youth group. During the church service it became apparent that some things had gone down in the prior weeks, and for whatever reason the pastor gently said, “I don’t know what else to do,” and he walked off the stage and sat down in the front row.
An older man got up from the back and started walking to the front and said, “I agree with what the pastor is saying...”
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