"CAN I REALLY KNOW YOU?" 21of my speech impediment. Even when I was a child in
Catholic schools, my stuttering left me isolated with almost
no one to talk to.
Even after I became a Christian, I made very few
friends. How could I meet new people when I could hardly
communicate?
So I never wanted what I found in Pittsburgh to leave
me. All I had in life was Jesus. And nothing else in life had
much meaning. I had no real future. My family had
practically turned their backs on me. Oh, I knew they loved
me, but my decision to serve Christ had created a gulf that
was exceedingly wide.
I just sat there. After all, who wants to go to hell after
they've been to heaven?
But there was no choice. The bus was waiting and I had
to go back. I paused at the back of the church for one last
moment, thinking, "What did she mean? What was she
saying when she talked about the Holy Spirit?"
All the way back to Toronto I kept thinking, "I don't
know what she meant." I even asked a few people on the
bus. They couldn't tell me because they did not understand
either.
Needless to say, when I arrived home, I was totally
exhausted. What with lack of sleep, hours on the road, and
a spiritual experience that was like an emotional roller
coaster, my body was ready for a rest.
But I could not sleep. My body was weary to the bone,
but my spirit was still stirring like a never-ending series of
volcanoes erupting inside me.
KNOWING GOD'S PRESENCE