SHEILA MARTIN POETRY

HE HAS FILLED MY CUP

 My name is Sheila R.Martin, My life has been a journey of ups and downs and ins and outs, i used to think my relationship with the Lord was like a rollercoaster or bi-polar, on fire one minute, singin the blues the next, five years ago i found myself a crack addict , but the whole time i was on crack i could feel the Lord tugging on my heart, He was relentless, but i would brush Him off and continue the downhill spiral.

One day, sitting on the crack dealers front porch i got this lump in my throat, wanting to cry, and i whispered to the Lord, oh God please help me get home...(I was in Georgia, home was in Pennsylvania). It was a desperate plea from my heart to God's ears, my heart cried out, while my mind was telling me i needed some more crack...so i then find myself on the couch of a crack buddy, as i am sitting there "hitting" the pipe, tears start rolling down my face as God begins talking to me, He said," I love you with an everlasting love, I will never leave you or forsake you, you are the apple of my eye." My friends are looking at me, asking if i was okay..I cried, "God is talkin' to me," and i wept. 

Within a weeks time i was back home in Pennsylvania, my dad drove all the way to Georgia and picked me up, but God was not through with me yet..the day after i get back to Pennsylvania, I find my self in jail for probation violation ( thats another story). It was in that 8 x 8 jail cell, that i finallly gave up the fight, i cried out to the Lord, " I surrender my will to Yours, it was my will that got me in this mess, my will, my way, isn't working, it never did, I surrender." I was only in jail for fourty five days, and for anyone who's been there, it felt like forever...



God allowed me to end up somewhere i couldn't run from, He delivered me from crack addiction, today I live to love the Lord, to serve Him, to worship Him and long to behold Him..His love reaches to the lowest pit to bring a lost lamb home, and all of heaven rejoices. As Corrie Ten Boom said, There is no pit deep enough, that God's love is not  deeper  still.       

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