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How I met our Creator God Yahweh

Is life  evolved from nothing  as evolutionists claim or  is there more to it? Which is THE right way? And how will one KNOW? This has been the subject of much philosophical, scientific and theological speculation throughout history, and this is a short account of my journey in search for the meaning of our existence.

I was born into a broken family, the youngest of seven children. My father was a devout Catholic. When he divorced, I was placed in a Catholic convent as a 4 year old toddler and lived there for the next eight years. During that period, I never had any contact with my mother, brothers or sisters and Dad came to see me only occasionally. I later found out that all my sisters had migrated to Europe during my stay here. It was heart breaking for me.

One day, I had a huge meltdown. The years of separation from my family and the regimented lifestyle of living in an institutional home got to me.  I was overcome with grief & went into a private prayer room & knelt there with my head bowed and just cried my heart out to a statue of Mary. When I had finished, I looked up to her expecting some kind of response to my desperate plea to deal with my miserable, senseless situation. But what I got in return was simply a stoned, silenced stare! It was the same look that I got before I started praying to her. It then suddenly hit home that this is how she will always be postioned because it was a statue - I HAD BEEN TALKING TO A FIGURE MADE OF STONE.

It had ears, but could not hear, eyes but could not see! I was crying to a stone sculpture! Instead of experiencing relief, I was now in a worse position emotionally . That experience devastated me and I never prayed to statues again - ever! After my  devastating experience with the statue, I turned my attention to other religions and beyond - to religions that were established even before Christianity. Were they fakes too or were they genuine ?

By the time I left the institution ( Boys Town ), I was already into cigarettes. By the 1980s I was a hard core substance abuser & it got so bad that I was unable to make through a day without some form of substance.   It was a wonder how I survived all those years living an immoral 'cowboy' life in the fast lane.  In 1987 when the cops were on my heels for drug abuse, I reluctantly took shelter in a Christian halfway home. Reluctant because I associated Protestant Christianity with Catholicism - and wanted NOTHING to do with it especially after my encounter with the statue. However, my back was against the wall. I was penniless, homeless, sick from drugs and worse of all, wanted by the law. I had to find a refuge. Hiding in the Christian halfway seemed a perfect solution.

After I recuperated from substance abuse at the halfway home, I wanted to leave immediately because  I hated  Christianity. However, the pastor talked me into staying and challenged me to find out whether the God of the Bible  was real or not. I took up the challenge and started reading the Bible to find fault with it, to prove it wrong, but instead, I found the Truth. In September 1987, I was Born Again, and my life took a  turn that I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams.

My curiosity about life since I was young ended when the Spirit of God came into me and removed the scales from my eyes.  The moment I was born again in 1987 is still vivid in my mind when I proclaimed 3 times with joy, "I FOUND IT!

Marriage was difficult for me though. My traumatic years of being a rejected child coupled with hardcore substance abuse had fashioned me into a person incapable of having relationships. I was a misfit, a social outcast, a hurt and very angry person.

The first couple of years were terrible for my wife to say the least, and I am deeply indebted to her for not leaving me. I look back at those years with utter embarrassment of how I treated her - she is  now my best friend, helper, colleague and my soulmate.

Dear reader, the God that I met in 1987 is a God of immense might yet is unbelievably loving . There is no way to convince you of this except to experience it for yourself. The Bible calls this supernatural spiritual encounter 'born again'. If you are  searching for the meaning in life, there is hope because God is real.

There is some information on this site which provides evidence for the existence of a creator God. Please take time to ponder over them and if you need to talk to someone, my wife and I are always ready to listen. Please do not hesitate to contact us via email. We would love to share the Good News with you.

Joseph Lefort
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