My name is Chris B. and I am 24 years old. I was so glad to find this website because there was so much I wanted to talk to you about. I read your book last night from start to finish. I couldn't put it down. It was the best book I have ever read.
I was brought up believing in God, but as I got older I started losing sight of Him. I fell in love with my best friend's girlfriend, and she fell in love with me. I chose my friend over her, which I regreted every day. I hated God for making me chose between love and loyalty and friendship. I began doing drugs heavily and basically told the world to "go to hell." I didn't care about anything. I lost touch with my family, though they have loved me unconditionally all of my life and would do anything for me.
I like to think that my mom is like you, Betty, so full of love. I hurt her so bad when I was in my drug stage. Later she told me she prayed every night for God to help me. Now I I read in your book how a mother's prayers for her children go straight to heaven like a rocket, and I believe it was her prayers that saved me.
I was in Galveston in August, 2001, when God showed me that, though I had given up on him, he never gave up on me. I had done a lot of cocaine that night, and I was still awake as the morning was coming up. I felt so horrible I can barely describe it. I was disgusted with myself, and at that moment, my life had no meaning.
I was outside on the balcony looking over the ocean when I had a vision. A large grey cloud seemed to be coming closer to me from the horizon. In it, I saw the most hidious face I have ever seen. It was full of hate. I realized it was the devil looking down on me, and he smiled at me with the most sinister grin. I could hear the words in my mind saying "you're doing exactly what I want you do to." I know he hated me but was happy at my failure. I turned away and tried to not see it, but when I turned back, it was still there. I was frozen in fear and didn't know what to do.
Then the cloud dissipated as another flowed through it. This cloud was in the form of man lying on his back with his arms crossed over his chest. It was moving upward and toward the rising sun. As the figure rose toward the light, I looked and saw a thousand other clouds all bowing to this figure that I now realized was Jesus. Each cloud looked like a person on their knees. My life has changed. I am happy and have found meaning in life I never had before. I thank God, my family, and my sweet mother for never giving up on me.
Your spirit friend,
Chris B. - Houston, TX
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