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Topic: Paths (05/17/04)

TITLE: Walking the path
By Angela Moore


Paths always denote direction to me and direction is something I have not always had. There are specific periods of time in my past when I wandered from interest to interest, fad to fad and feeling to feeling with absolutely no good works done, no good word said and certainly no good life led.

One particular evening, my path was up the stairs to a bar that I knew well. I was 21 years old and full of pain, rage, confusion, depression, bitterness and resentment. I felt like a loaded gun without a target, so up the stairs I went. Yet another relationship had just ended and I was ready for some release. This was a ritual I repeated on a nightly basis. Walking expectantly into a bar, finding nothing but the bottom of several bottles and wandering somewhere else (home or someone else's home) until I awoke in the morning with the four horsemen of terror, bewilderment, frustration and despair that seemed to gallop through me on a daily basis.

That night ended similarly, except I ended up in the hospital with self-inflicted wounds on my left hand and wrist... 22 in all. My friend had driven me to the hospital and when the doctor asked me what happened, I didn't answer. The doctor said "If you don't tell me what happened, I will put this down as a suicide attempt."

At that moment, I said the most honest thing I had said in years. I said, "I don't know what it was, but I know what it wasn't. I don't want to die." They patched me up and sent me home with a prescription for Tylenol (which I never got filled). I never drank again.

That turning point made me rethink the path I was on. It was at that moment that I turned around and began to walk on a spiritual path. I knew the path that I was on would only result in death, institutionalization of some sort and possibly jail. I knew it in my heart. I knew it all along. I just didn't know how else to live.

Two years later, having been on a quasi-spiritual path and not really knowing where I wanted to go, I ended up in a home Bible Study with my neighbor who was a minister. In another moment of despair and pain, I finally stopped fighting and accepted Jesus into my life.

Jesus said Follow me. Have you ever noticed how many "walks" are mentioned in the Bible? Walking in love, walking with Christ, walking in peace... the list goes on. But in order to walk, you must have the path. I was very good at walking my own path of destruction. I want to be even better at walking the Lord's path of life.

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Marie B. Corso05/24/04
Angela, you use some wonderful expressions: I felt like a loaded gun without a target...; the four horsemen....That's good. I am so glad you have been saved from that life! Keep writing; you have a message for others on the wrong path.
Jan Grupido05/24/04
How sad we walk so far down the wrong path...but praise Jesus He's there to direct and gather us to Himself. Loved your analogy and honesty in this piece...sometimes we don't know. If, however, we're honest we won't need to know we'll be content in knowing......Him.
Thank you for a thoughtful encounter.
Lynne Gaunt05/24/04
Engaging story. I like the line about the 4 horsemen galloping through you. Your last paragraph about how many walks are mentioned in the Bible peaked my interest - could be the subject of another interesting article -?
Mary Elder-Criss05/25/04
I was really impressed with this piece. Used to live the life you were describing before I found the marvelous saving grace of Jesus. Your closing paragraph and the question of all the different walks was extremely intriquing. I love these lines, "I was very good at walking my own path of destruction. I want to be even better at walking the Lord's path of life." Excellent closing. You have real talent, looking forward to reading more by you. Blessings~Mary
Dave Wagner05/25/04
I appreciate you sharing your story with us. Solid presentation, good word choices.

>> ...finding nothing but the bottom of several bottles...<<

B Price05/26/04
Thanks for sharing your testimony with us. I love the last part of it… about being on he LORD”S path..
Praise GOD you found the right path before it was too late, and GOD knew you would and that why HE saved you that night of almost death.
I felt the pain, because I was on a path of destruction once myself before I gave my life to the LORD…
Continue to share your testimony to others.

L.M. Lee05/26/04
nice, i think lots of people walk this path to christ.
Leticia Caroccio05/26/04
What a beautiful testimony. Your article was engaging and maintained its level of interest. Share your testimony with others. It is powerful and needs to be heard. Great job.
Gary Sims05/26/04
Angela - Good stuff. If this is a personal story, I hope you use this testimony to help others. So many do not make the turn and get out of this rut alive. God was helping you even before you turned to Him. Thank you for sharing.
Naomi Deutekom05/27/04
I agree with everyone else. Well done!
Deborah Porter 05/27/04
Angela, you definitely do have a gift with words. Thank you for your honesty in this testimony. I hope and pray that many will have an opportunity to read it and know that while there's breath in our bodies, it's never too late to change paths. With love, Deb