Things Start to Unravel
London, England is the last place I sold before going back to Lincoln, Ne – which is where I found Christ. But before getting there I need to tell you about the year prior to my going to England. During my last year selling things began to unravel in my life at an alarming rate.
First, my drinking had become a major problem. I feel asleep driving once and woke up just before running off the road into a corn field. Another time I passed out in the parking lot of a motel I was staying at. I didn’t even make it out of the car. I woke up the next day sitting behind the wheel with the keys in the ignition. Another time I woke up with my car in a ditch. Literally. I had to be towed out. A couple times I woke up in the morning with no idea where my car was.
In addition to my drinking problem the company I was working for started stealing commissions from me. One week I had $1,300 coming to me and got no check. Shirley, the owners wife told me my orders had cancelled when they hadn’t. I grew disillusioned and left the company. That was in Pensacola, Fl. What I did was go down to Lakeland, Fl and stay at a friends house who used to work for me on my sales crew. The idea was for me to stay there until I could make enough money to get my own place. That ended up being a really bad experience and I left there to stay with some friends in Orlando, Fl.
The Ouija Board
The friends I stayed with in Orlando were friends from my teenage years when I’d lived in Lincoln, NE. Again, it was the same situation I’d had in Lakeland. They’d agreed to let me stay at their place until I could find work and get a place of my own.
While staying there my friend Dave was getting into some really weird stuff. Back in Lincoln he’d been reading about “white witches”, casting spells, etc. and had tried to recruit me into exploring it with him and I had no interest whatsoever. I thought it was all fake and didn’t feel I had time for it. Now, years later in Orlando I’d changed a lot. For one thing I was feeling pretty low about the turn of events over the past year, and for another I was starting to want more out of life. Everything in my life felt so empty.
What my friend was into now was talking on the Ouija board.
The Ouija board is supposed to be this harmless game where two people place their hands on a pointer – which would slide across letters of the alphabet printed on the board – and stop at different letters to supposedly spell out messages. That is, you’d ask the board a question and then the pointer would slide from letter to letter spelling out the answer to your question. Well, when two people used the board it was easy to account for the movement of the pointer because each person could think the other was moving it.
But with my friend it was different. He was playing with it alone, and the pointer would fly around the board answering his questions … and I thought he was absolutely ‘nuts’. I thought he was making it all up. But over time I started wondering if there was really something real taking place. My curiosity was also helped along by how stoned we were getting smoking pot each night.
I started asking David who he was talking to on that board and got a variety of answers. He’d been raised a Catholic so sometimes he thought he was talking to the Virgin Mary, other times God, and still other times his father – who had passed away about 8-10 years prior.
Gradually, I started wishing it was true. For some reason what he was doing started seeming more and more real to me, and I was getting enormously curious. I wished it was true because I was at a point where I wanted answers to what life was about.
Then one day he slid the board over to me and said – “He wants to talk to you”. “He” being God, who he said he was talking to. And he got up and left the room. So it was just me and the Ouija board.
I remember the nervousness I was starting to feel when I took the board and placed my hand on the pointer. Suddenly, the pointer started moving! I mean it was very deliberate. I could feel a pronounced start and stop at each letter.
I started saying the letters it was stopping at out loud, and the first letters were “R”, then “U”, and then the letters “N-E-R-V-O-U-S”. The board had asked me “Are you nervous?” At this point I thought it was God talking to me because it wasn’t my power moving that thing and it had spelled out a specific question.
With my heart nearly beating out of my chest I said out loud “Yes”, and it spelled out the words – “BE CALM”. At which point I was overwhelmed with some strange physical sensations it’s always been difficult for me to describe. I don’t expect anyone to understand this but the best way I can describe the sensations is to say it was like “waves of peace and love” flowing over me.
I was stunned, and felt a mixture of surprise and awe. I was convinced that God has just communicated with me directly and I went to my room, knelt down by my bed, and poured my heart out to the God I’d known as a child. I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders – for the moment at least.
Then, within days I got a call from London, England.
Coming up next in Part 6 – The Call From London England