If you return to the Almighty, you will be restored – so clean up your life.
This morning on my way work, I was talking with a friend of mine who is in full-time ministry working with men who struggle with addictions. He was telling me about an incident with one of their clients.
The young man was in the hospital and wasn’t allowed to check out unless he was being picked up by someone from an addictions program. He contacted the ministry where my friend works asking to be allowed to come back to the program. They went to pick the young man up from the hospital. While he was riding in the back seat of the car, they encountered an area of heavy traffic where they had to slow down to a crawl. Suddenly the back door opened and the young man exited the vehicle.
When my friend recounted that story to me I thought, “I wonder how many times I’ve been riding in the car with God and then just suddenly exited out the back door.”
I was raised in a Christian family. In fact, I was baptized and confirmed right here at All Saints Church. I went to Church on most weekends until I was in my early teens. In my late teens, I was walking on a path that was far away from God. However, even during my darkest moments I prayed to Him.
On several occasions, people passed through my life who had close walks with the Lord. I envied their ability to turn away from all the temptations of this life. There were even times in my life that I tried to emulate them through sheer will power, but never had a true relationship with the Lord which was how they were able to avoid the temptation pitfalls.
Those were the times that I climbed into the backseat of the car with God. I viewed Him as my way to escape a variety of unwanted circumstances. I figured I’d try Him out for a while to feel a modicum of freedom from whatever addiction prison I was currently dwelling in. Then as some distance grew between me and the negative impact of the addiction, I would decide I didn’t really need God’s help after all.
So, out of the backseat I jumped!
It wasn’t until much later that I realized that basically I had been using God as a get out of jail free card. When the going got too tough for me, I would crawl back to God begging for mercy. Then as soon as He showed me a wee bit of His mercy I’d say, “See ya!” And then slam the door shut behind me.
I spent many years jumping out of the backseat of God’s car. What amazes me most is that each time I got back in His car He welcomed me with open arms. He never yelled at me or made me feel guilty that I had jumped out. He just let me climb in that backseat knowing that I was going to jump out again.
Then I found my way to the Glennon House. I began working with a trained Prayer Minister who walked with me as the Lord broke me free of my addiction chains. My healing was a process. But these days, when I go for a ride with the Lord I ride in the front seat and no more jumping out!
If you or a loved one are struggling with jumping out of the back seat of God’s car, I encourage you to stop by the Glennon House for healing prayer with one of Prayer Ministers. The Lord wants you to stay in His car for the ride of your life.