In the year 1997 I found myself in place I would wish on no one. I spent some time with no where to go literally. I had no place to lay my head. I would drink myself into a drunken stupor just to not have to think of my situation. There were nights where I would just wander down to the beach and look for a spot to close my eyes for a while. It was humbling. Friends would let me sleep on their floor. Thankfully this did not last long, but where I ended up was not much more comforting, Jail.
I was humbled even more, now I'd lost my freedoms and future possibilities because of the label that would forever follow me. But what I came to learn is that Father has no boundaries in which His children can go. He has so much love for us that He will send others to find us. There is no place too far for Him to travel.
I had been there for about three months when one night I had a dream. It began with me being shown around a room by a guide. He pointed me to a statue of "The Virgin Mary". She was holding the baby Jesus. I had a very strong impression that I was to teach others about the child. I was then taken down a hallway by this individual and I could hear very loud cheering. It grew louder and more intense till finally I came to a window in which I could see out. There was a sea of people who were in the act of cheering and encouraging an individual who was dressed like a wizard. He was dressed in all white with hat on in the fashion of a "dunce" cap. The more he spoke the more intense the crowd became. I could not make out what he said. There came a time in which the weather began to be affected. It began to thunder and lightning with hail. The earth began to shake and he would gesture as the Nazis of the Third Reich would greet each other (Hail Hitler). There then began the raining of blood.
I looked around in the room in which I was and noticed that others were with me and they too were frightened. We all looked at each other and for some reason I said "we should pray". They agreed but there was no one there who wanted to or knew how. They said, "you should do it". I was not comfortable with that but decided I would. We knelt down in a circle and as soon as "amen" was said. We opened our eyes and there was peace. You could hear the birds singing out that same window and it seemed like a beautiful spring morning we felt at peace. I exclaimed, "I told you, I told you that all we needed to do was pray!"
I woke up and I heard a voice as clear as I had ever heard, "Marlow, you are to be a preacher."
I didn't know much about Jesus other than the stories I grew up with and from occasional reading, like he died on the cross for us type things. But I knew that He had called and that I needed to do all in my power to heed the call. So here I am preaching...
Many are called but few are chosen.
What say ye?
