Monday, February 2, 2009

I wish I could remember his name

Too often I lose contact with people who impact my life in huge ways long before I realize they've had an impact.
A few years ago (5 or 6) I spent around 75 days in the "Charlie Wells Motel" (Manatee County Jail). While there I met an old black man. He had graduated from Arizona St. He went to Seminary somewhere. He led a small congregation for many years. I'm not sure how he ended up on crack cocaine. He had bad heart trouble. A couple times a week he would go to the medical unit for an afternoon.
I had gotten a bible issued to me, your only allowed one a year, no matter how many times you get arrested. I had started to read it all the time. After I read Genesis, he asked me "What do you think about Melchizedek?". Who? "Melchizedek! You said you read Genesis, oh you looked at Genesis, but you didn't read it." From that night on we were up from midnight to 5am every night. He taught me to study the bible. Look up words if I don't understand them fully, look up words I think I understand but don't use very often and see if I use them right. Every story is from the mouth of God, what's He saying to you in this one or that one? For the first time in my life I was studying, intensely. Suddenly every page was layered with hidden meanings. Especially Genesis! And he would pray. Like he was talking to God, his friend, whom he admired, and trusted, and respected, he did it quietly, like He was right next to him.
Just before I got released I got moved from G4 to G3. Shortly after my move I heard an old man died of heart trouble in G4, no one knew his name, just some old black man. That was the moment I realized God had caused our paths to cross for a short time, just in time. He loved every story about David, he was fascinated by him. I had told him I have trouble memorizing verses, he said just find one, one that means something close to you. Start with one, if it takes a year to memorize it. Then build on it.
John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
I still have the bible. I can still see his face. I wish I could remember his name.

1 comment:

  1. I admire this trait in you! I cant wait to meet him in heaven, and to hear him tell stories of the two of you and the conversations you would have so late at night.

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