A Testimony of God’s Grace and Love
By: Rick L King
God allows us to experience things that forever change our lives. This personal experience touched my heart and life probably more than anything else has ever done. I was allowed to be a part of God’s grace and love for a special boy.
Several years ago, I was honored to meet a 15 year-old boy whose name was Donald. He and his family were alcoholics. He didn’t know what it was like to be otherwise. The little town where I lived would not allow him in the city limits. The police escorted him out of town. The churches that I knew would have nothing to do with him. Donald rarely bathed or had washed his clothes. His personal hygiene was far from good. God loved Donald and someone needed to show him. The Lord chose me.
God gave me such a deep love for him that words cannot do it justice. No matter what happened I was not going to let go of Donald. My landlords threatened to evict me if I had him on the property. I ignored them. No matter the cost, I was determined to show God’s love to Donald. Over the next six months he visited me often. Many times we would be up most of the night talking. With his night time hours and my day time job, sometimes I only got a total of one nights sleep the whole week. Yet, Donald was worth it to God and to me.
Donald would come over in the wee hours of the night drunk, wanting to talk. I had only one requirement of him. He could drink, but he was never to bring beer into my house. He did respect my wishes, and left it outside my door. Donald did not know how to act any other way. He was born an alcoholic.
I remember one time he came over late in the evening. He came in, and as we talked, all of a sudden, out of his mouth came words about murdering people in grotesque ways, which I won’t enumerate here. I was not the type of person who ever liked the thought of killing, let alone the ways that he described. I did something I had never done before as he talked. I literally picked him up and held him against the wall. With my pointed finger in his face, I said, “In the Name Of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, shut up!” This amazed me as I was not a violent person nor really even very physically strong. I had never seen or heard of this being done before. I had no teaching from my church or from anyone else in using the Name of Jesus in this way. Well, to my surprise, a voice that was not Donald spoke through him. It said, “Who are you? Who are you?” Of course, all I knew was that I was Rick King. I had no idea at that time who I was in Christ, or the authority I had been given by God to use the Name of Jesus over demonic spirits. Fortunately, the spirit did shut up. Later, I found the scripture in Acts 19 that told of one who tried to cast out a spirit. The spirit responded by saying Jesus I know, and Paul I know, but who are you? Fortunately, the spirit didn’t leap on me as recorded in the Bible. Jesus was in control.
Later on, Donald was visiting and was lying on the couch. I don’t remember what he said, but I do remember my spirit didn’t like it, as it was another spirit talking through him. I got up and went to my bedroom, got on my knees, and started praying. Before long, I noticed that it was finally quiet in the other room. When I went to see what had happened, Donald was fast asleep and subdued. The Holy Spirit told me that He had shut the mouth of the lion within Donald. Shortly after, Donald awoke and was calm. As he shared some things with me, my heart started to break, and a great wave of tears began welling up within me. I started to get up and leave the room, but the Holy Spirit said, “You cry in front of him since he has never had or seen anyone do that for him”. I was obedient and released the emotion within me. Donald, for the first time in his life got to see that someone really cared and loved him. I had to drop all of my pride and be vulnerable, and in the process, Donald got what he needed. The Lord blessed us both.
Another time Donald came over as I was getting ready to go to church. He asked me for $3.00, which I gave to him knowing its purpose. My job was not to play God over him and tell him that he could do this or that. My job was to love him where he was and just lead him to Jesus. Donald ended up riding with me as far as church on the back of my motorcycle. This was not a normal church service for me that day. I do not remember hearing the singing or the preaching, since I spent the whole service in intercessory prayer and spiritual warfare. It seemed the Holy Spirit just took over in me. I prayed in the spirit deeply for over two hours, having no idea what was about to happen. After the service ended and I was leaving, I found Donald waiting for me on my motorcycle. He came running over to me and said, “You will never guess what happened”. I said, “Tell me”. He said, "Well you know why I wanted the three dollars don’t you? It was to buy beer”. I told him yes that I was aware of his intent. Then he said that a funny thing happened. He opened the first can and tried to drink it, but instead poured it on the ground. He said he did that with all six cans. He was so excited that he did it, and I was blessed to see the Lord was greatly at work. Intercession and warfare do work when God sets it up. When he came home with me for lunch we started talking again, and Donald said, “I want to get saved!” Oh, that thrilled my heart. I had waited six months and walked through hell with him to hear those words. Donald accepted Jesus as his Savior that day. Praise the Lord! He instantly changed so dramatically, it was unbelievable. I have never in my life seen a person so radiant with love. To this day, I have never even seen that amount of love in any person I have met in church or anywhere else. Donald started hugging me, and kept saying thank you Rick, thank you. It was as if someone flipped a switch. I was amazed. I called my friends over and we took Donald out to lunch. We were in awe of the new Donald. Then, we started noticing that Donald seemed to be fading back into the old Donald. After about three hours, all I saw was the old Donald. The love and beauty were no longer apparent. I was shocked and concerned. I spent three days after that seeking the Lord. I had to have an answer. I had to know what had occurred.
God finally answered me. It was not the answer that I had expected. He told me that the Donald we saw who was so full of love, was the Donald that He saw and the finished result of salvation. Had He allowed Donald to remain that way, he would not have known who he was. He would have had a major identity problem. There was much that God was going to have to change. This was going to be a process and would take time. As Donald was willing and allowed Jesus to enter those areas of his life, he would be changed. The Lord said that He had wanted to enter into Donald’s heart for 15 years. He could now start pushing the things from the inside, out, as Donald willingly surrendered. I was then at perfect peace. Though I didn’t get to see Donald much after that, I had the assurance that God had accomplished what He wanted to do through me and that Donald was going to be all right. God’s grace and love would lead him on.