Mickey Jones had wished his male parent was dead since an early age, but he hadnít been prepared for the news heís about to be given.
His relationship with his earthly father had matured the moment he left home but Mickey still didnít fully trust the old man although years had passed since they last spoke to each other.
It was only a wish he thought to himself hanging up the phone. He could feel his face cheeks beginning to burn red with anger. His instant thought was to start wrecking furniture as heíd never been one for crying. Big boys donít cry. Mickey remembered his father saying on more than one occasion.
Mickey looked up towards the heaven and shouted at God. ďWhy have you done this to me?Ē But there was no reply. He believed God was beginning to speak with him before the dreaded phone call and now it was as if all his hard study was obsolete
His father had been an amateur boxer whom had been told he could no longer continue in the ring, the disease had been bought home and the family was to know his wrath. Mickey began sensing the punching blows to his stomach which the beginning of his life had become accustomed to for the first twenty-six years of his life.
He kept asking himself why and holding back the wanting tears. The answer he was looking for was to the question of why he felt the way he did, rather than why he didnít feel bothered about his loss?
He began getting flashbacks of his childhood and remembering how his sinful, drunk mother was always receiving the beatings and unto he stepped in only attempting to stop his father and not be on the receiving end of her punishment. He now grasped that he put himself in that position for his family but he hadnít expected his Mother to walk out never to be seen again.
The stem of his anger began building its own life in his soul almost two decades ago when he saw his father kicked his sister in the genitals and would later in life stop her from ever knowing the joys of motherhood.
Nowadays though, Mickey acknowledges that it was the evil Lucifer whom had resided within his fatherís character, Mickey believes also that God had a hand on his life and still does to this present day. Every other day has its problem and these happenings seem to present themselves when moments in his life are still.
Over the years his judgment had become cloudy but now he understands the problems they endured and how his youth became useless for trying to put the love of his Mother and Father back together after their separation.
He knew in his heart God didnít kill, he actually healed and now with all that he had learnt, his thoughts were becoming clearer and he accepted the fact his earthly father was now at peace and it was giving him a calm mind.
In prayer he gave his pain and anguish to the highest and in his heart also forgave his earthly father but sensing the devil in his life he still felt as if the Messiah was calling him to give something up but what?
For the first time in three years he picked up a bible. He opened the book at Proverbs, reading through chapter eight and taking the word treasure from verse twenty-one, he again began his study.
He began noticing words jumping out of the pages of his theological study book, his thoughts centered earnestly on heaven. Had God showed him what he was to study? Mickey went in search of his little book written by Alistair McGrath simply entitled Heaven.
Later that evening, while relaxing back in his black leather chair he switched over to UCB television. Derek Prince was just about to preach on Matthew six, verse nineteen. Mickey opened up his bible and read:
ďLay not up yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal.Ē
Mickey paused from his studying of the word and contemplated how the good Lord was guiding him back onto the straight path of righteousness. Taking up his pad again, he began jotting down verses from the bible relating to heaven and treasure.
The next day, his whole being felt renewed and realized that God had never left him. He sensed a peace like never before.
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