In our lives we will be given many different opportunities.
These opportunities are given to us in order to help develope and change into the person that God has created us to be. These opportunities will come in many different shapes and forms. Some of them will bring us joy many will bring us happiness and some will even bring us heartache. I have recently been given an opportunity that has brought all three. What I am learning even as I type this is that you can actually feel joy and sorrow at the same time.
Today at 1:30pm I heard news that one of my friends (who was also a client where I work) was murdered. His name was Don, he lived on the streets of New Westminster/Surrey here in British Columbia. Don had gotten himself into trouble many times over the past few years and always managed to get by. He had spent 16 years in prison. I never did ask why. Mostly because it didn't matter to me. But this last time was indeed...his last time. You see for one reason or another Don decided to steal from some very very bad people. The kind of people that when you steal from them they will kill you or whomever you are close to. But someone will pay and this time it was Don.
I am not condoning the fact that Don was indeed a criminal himself. However it still doesn't make it any easier when someone you care for and have grown to know has been brutally murdered. You see Don was an addict his choice of poison was pills. That's where the people who murdered him messed up. You see they tried to make his death look like a suicide...but Don was a seasoned addict and did not shoot up. However that's how they left him with the rig around his arm and the needle still hanging in it. There is so much more to this story then I can go into detail about or even want to. However instead of focussing on all the evil that has taken place I am going to talk about Don my friend.
I spent many hours talking/praying with and for Don. I even got to watch him go off to Rehab once. He told me I was his inspiration and I remember he and I standing there and crying together. God placed Don on my heart as a real burden and I spent hours praying for him to make it through rehab only to have him walk through the doors at the mission a few weeks later but I didn't care I welcomed him back and we had a coffee together and I did my best to encourage him to keep trying.
It did not take long for him to fall into old patterns, but I kept on praying for him and loving him. Beacause I knew that God loved him and that he was brought into my life for a special purpose.
I always looked forward to seeing Don and giving him a hug goodmorning and talking with him. He was always kind to me and had a real speacial place in my heart.
The last words Don spoke to me where about Jesus. He told me that he wanted to get a Tattoo with Jesus' name over his heart. I joked with him saying "Don, that's great! But accepting him into your heart is an even better idea." He just looked at me smiled and said "I know." I could sit an dwell on the fact that my friend was murdered by members of the Hells Angels. Or I could glorify God by sharing with you all of the wonderful things God has shown me through this. By the way I just found out about Don's murder two hours ago so this is me processing the whole thing.
God has shown me that it is better to take chances with your heart then to just let it go to waste. I believe that I was able to show Gods grace, love, compassion and kindness to Don. There were days when not one other person wanted to even sit with him. But God chose me to breakthrough to him in those moments when he was shut off to the rest of the world. He shared his hopes and dreams with me and I sat and listened and felt to honoured that he did so. We shared some laughs and some tears. God had chose me to work with Don when others had given up on him. I will admit at first I wasn't sure I know what I was doing and then I was remeinded that being me was enough. Cause that's all it took. Just being a friend to a man who has had a lifetime of torment and turmoil. God also allowed me to open up my heart to another human being who taught me many things as well. He taught me patience, obedience and how to sit comfortably in silence with another human being. There were also many times when Don and I would not even speak a word to each other I would just sit accross from him and have a coffee. There were times when he would be coming down from a binge and I would just simply sit beside him and pray over him while rubbing his back. Don taught me how to truly and unconditionally love another human being.
I am going to d my best to put aside the evil that has been done and focus on the really great things that came from my relationship with my friend Don...a friendship that God hand picked himself. God works for the good of all those who love him... and I love God with every fiber of my being and I believe that Don loved him too. Justice will be done of that I am confidant.
God Bless you all and I encourage you to make good choices in your life.
xox andrea
These opportunities are given to us in order to help develope and change into the person that God has created us to be. These opportunities will come in many different shapes and forms. Some of them will bring us joy many will bring us happiness and some will even bring us heartache. I have recently been given an opportunity that has brought all three. What I am learning even as I type this is that you can actually feel joy and sorrow at the same time.
Today at 1:30pm I heard news that one of my friends (who was also a client where I work) was murdered. His name was Don, he lived on the streets of New Westminster/Surrey here in British Columbia. Don had gotten himself into trouble many times over the past few years and always managed to get by. He had spent 16 years in prison. I never did ask why. Mostly because it didn't matter to me. But this last time was indeed...his last time. You see for one reason or another Don decided to steal from some very very bad people. The kind of people that when you steal from them they will kill you or whomever you are close to. But someone will pay and this time it was Don.
I am not condoning the fact that Don was indeed a criminal himself. However it still doesn't make it any easier when someone you care for and have grown to know has been brutally murdered. You see Don was an addict his choice of poison was pills. That's where the people who murdered him messed up. You see they tried to make his death look like a suicide...but Don was a seasoned addict and did not shoot up. However that's how they left him with the rig around his arm and the needle still hanging in it. There is so much more to this story then I can go into detail about or even want to. However instead of focussing on all the evil that has taken place I am going to talk about Don my friend.
I spent many hours talking/praying with and for Don. I even got to watch him go off to Rehab once. He told me I was his inspiration and I remember he and I standing there and crying together. God placed Don on my heart as a real burden and I spent hours praying for him to make it through rehab only to have him walk through the doors at the mission a few weeks later but I didn't care I welcomed him back and we had a coffee together and I did my best to encourage him to keep trying.
It did not take long for him to fall into old patterns, but I kept on praying for him and loving him. Beacause I knew that God loved him and that he was brought into my life for a special purpose.
I always looked forward to seeing Don and giving him a hug goodmorning and talking with him. He was always kind to me and had a real speacial place in my heart.
The last words Don spoke to me where about Jesus. He told me that he wanted to get a Tattoo with Jesus' name over his heart. I joked with him saying "Don, that's great! But accepting him into your heart is an even better idea." He just looked at me smiled and said "I know." I could sit an dwell on the fact that my friend was murdered by members of the Hells Angels. Or I could glorify God by sharing with you all of the wonderful things God has shown me through this. By the way I just found out about Don's murder two hours ago so this is me processing the whole thing.
God has shown me that it is better to take chances with your heart then to just let it go to waste. I believe that I was able to show Gods grace, love, compassion and kindness to Don. There were days when not one other person wanted to even sit with him. But God chose me to breakthrough to him in those moments when he was shut off to the rest of the world. He shared his hopes and dreams with me and I sat and listened and felt to honoured that he did so. We shared some laughs and some tears. God had chose me to work with Don when others had given up on him. I will admit at first I wasn't sure I know what I was doing and then I was remeinded that being me was enough. Cause that's all it took. Just being a friend to a man who has had a lifetime of torment and turmoil. God also allowed me to open up my heart to another human being who taught me many things as well. He taught me patience, obedience and how to sit comfortably in silence with another human being. There were also many times when Don and I would not even speak a word to each other I would just sit accross from him and have a coffee. There were times when he would be coming down from a binge and I would just simply sit beside him and pray over him while rubbing his back. Don taught me how to truly and unconditionally love another human being.
I am going to d my best to put aside the evil that has been done and focus on the really great things that came from my relationship with my friend Don...a friendship that God hand picked himself. God works for the good of all those who love him... and I love God with every fiber of my being and I believe that Don loved him too. Justice will be done of that I am confidant.
God Bless you all and I encourage you to make good choices in your life.
xox andrea