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  November 1983

The events and repercussions of a fateful night in November of 1983 when my entire life and involvement in the ministry were changed forever and what it took for God to rebuild me into the man I am today.

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These were the best of times and the worst of times--1983
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As I attempt to lay out the events that took place in November of 1983 and thereafter; let me first establish that I was no angel by any means. Although my heart was pure, I did and said things that were not in accordance with God's Word. I got into the ministry as a teenager in 1970 and worked full-time for it after my graduation from its three year leadership training/Bible school in 1976. All I ever wanted to do was help people know that God is love. That was and continues to be my heart's greatest desire. Bear with me as I tell you a tragic story that God (in His due time) turned into one of blessings to me and honor and glory to Him. Please note that this story is incredibly difficult for me to remember and relate due to the deep wounds it produced at the time. But, as we all......
These were the worst of times in november 1983
Kirk M+
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In the weeks leading up to the fateful night in November of 1983, the pressure upon me was unbearable. I felt like my very life was being squeezed out of me. I constantly felt as though I was the worst person who ever lived and that God would exterminate me any minute. Although these things were not true, the oppression generated from these feelings was very true. Never in my life, before or since, have I ever been under such pressure. It was as if a 500 ton blanket was piled on top of me. I could not breathe spiritually while dark and depressing thoughts danced their way through my mind. It did not surprise me in the least when I received the phone call that something really bad was about to happen. In late 1981 a woman serving her interim year in the ministry leadership training program......
The days after and consequences of what happened in 1983
Kirk M+
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Perhaps the most difficult thing for a person to handle in this life is finding out that those you entrusted with your life, were taught by, and who said they loved you never really cared one iota about you and that what they said was for the most part lies or half-truths. This was the position I was thrown into after that night in November of 1983. With the exception of my little band of angels (my staff) and few people scattered across the state, I had no friends and no one I could talk to about what had happened to me. I did not trust ANY ONE in the ministry chain of command for in my eyes they had all conspired to destroy my life and ministry. Worst of all; the man who I had once considered my “father in the Word of God” and a great man of God, was nothing more than a......
The pain of brokenness yields joy in the morning
Kirk M+
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As I sat at my desk withering in pain last night (my back and not my TN), I had ample time to reflect on some things as I waited for the pills I took to kick in (which ended up being nearly an hour). About the only good thing I know that comes from intense pain is the incredible relief that comes when the pain subsides. I see my wife go through this every time she has a migraine. When the pain is there, she is rendered useless with the sincere prayer that she can just sleep. Once the pain breaks up and goes away she is filled with relief, gratitude and at times joy. Make no mistake, what happened to me in 1983 produced pain that I had never known in my life. This was not physical pain, for it had been relieved the night of the incident. This was emotional and spiritual pain on a level and......
God is so very good
Kirk M+
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Before saying anything more about my experiences many years ago, I wanted to thank God for allowing me to write about these things and thank YOU for caring enough to read about them and in some cases to be blessed by them. Certainly what I have been sharing is not the most positive stuff I have ever written, but sometimes that is just the way life is. We all want every day to be a springtime picnic in the park with beautiful flowers everywhere and children laughing etc. But, as we know, that is certainly not the case. Until we learn to stand faithfully for God in the bad times as well as the good; we will never remain faithful to Him for a lifetime. In Matthew 13, Jesus told the people the “parable of the sower” . In this parable, Jesus talked about the farmer who went out to......