While we Christians live our life of peace, there are people we walk pass every day who are hurting on the inside. Satan has done a great job convincing us that they do not want to hear the message of Jesus Christ. The truth is that all those who are without Christ have an emptiness inside of them that can only be satisfied by Jesus. We must keep our eyes open to see those around us who are searching and in desperate need of Jesus. I am always amazed at how God can take the broken and restore them. He takes the desperate and uses them to accomplish great things for His kingdom.
When I was just a young child attending church in Wetumka Oklahoma a young youth aged kid moved in with his grandmother who was a member of our church. His mother died tragically. He was moved from California to the little town of Wetumka. I remember pestering him continuously as only a young elementary kid could. Little did I know then the hurt that was inside him. A couple years later his grandmother died and he was moved to the Baptist Boys Home in Oklahoma City. However, God got a hold of his life and changed him forever. This kid was Joel Engle. He is a nationally known Christian song writer and performer. He has led worship at Falls Creek several times. He currently pastors a rapidly growing church in Texas. Can you imagine what would have been lost if he had not been surrounded by people who offered to replace the emptiness inside of him with Jesus? Through his experience he wrote the following song entitled “The Father I Never Had”.
There's a little child inside this man, who still does not understand
Why momma had to die, she didn't say goodbye
Daddy left without a trace, I never even saw his face
Was I to blame, I still feel the pain of heart shattered like glass that cut my soul to pieces
I never thought I would love again, until I met you Jesus
You're the Father I never had
And Your love never changes, through the good times and the bad
You're the Father I never had
Just hold me in Your arms and heal me of the past and be the Father I never had
I was a teenage boy in a small town, standing outside the crowd
Unwanted and unclaimed, a face without a name, almost every night I'd cry and cry
Asking the questions why, mom and dad would leave this lonely son to grieve
The deserts of my years, they were watered with my tears,
But when I met you face to Face, You wiped away my fears.
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