THE LORD IS FAITHFUL

WHEN I WAS 14, I GAVE MY LIFE TO JESUS.
ONE WEDNESDAY NIGHT I WENT TO CHOIR PRACTICE.
MY FATHER HAD BOUGHT ME THIS BIG RADIO/ CASSETTE RECORDER
FOR MY BIRTHDAY.
IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. IT HAD A FAUX WOOD FINISH WITH A RECORDING
METER IN THE FACE AND A HANDLE TO CARRY IT.
WELL,, THAT NIGHT I DECIDED TO TAKE THE RADIO WITH ME TO RECORD
THE REHEARSAL. SO,, AFTER IT WAS OVER, I'M WALKING HOME.
I AM WALKING DOWN BROADWAY, UNDER THE J TRAIN EL 4 BLOCKS TO
MY HOUSE. OUT OF THE CORNER OF MY EYE, I SEE TWO GUYS (BLACK)
WALKING BEHIND ME. THEY HAD HEARD THE RADIO PLAYING.
I STARTED WALKING FASTER, SO DID THEY, I STARTED RUNNING AND
SO DID THEY......
THEY CAUGHT UP WITH ME AT THE CORNER OF MY BLOCK.
I DRAGGED THEM FOR HALF THE BLOCK BEFORE THEY STOPPED ME,
BECAUSE I WOULD'NT LET GO OF "MY" RADIO.
ONE GUY HELD ME DOWN WHILE THE OTHER TRIED TO PRY THE RADIO
FROM MY GRIP.
 I BEGAN TO SHOUT "JESUS" OVER AND OVER AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS....
NOT ONE LIGHT CAME ON, NOT ONE WINDOW OR DOOR OPENED.
I WAS ALL ALONE. (SO I THOUGHT)
AFTER ABOUT FIVE MINUTES ONE GUY SAID; "LETS CUT THIS MOTHER****"
BUT I STILL WOULD'NT LET GO, I LOVED THAT RADIO.
WELL,, THEY FINALLY WRESTLED THE RADIO FROM MY GRASP AND THEY
DID'NT CUT ME....
I WAS DISAPPOINTED IN THE LORD FOR LETTING THOSE GUYS ROB ME.
SO I WALKED THE 20 FT TO MY HOUSE, WENT IN AND TO BED.
I DID'NT SAY ANYTHING TO ANYBODY. THE NEXT DAY MY FATHER ASKED
ME WHERE THE RADIO WAS; AND I TOLD HIM THAT I WAS ROBBED RIGHT
OUTSIDE THE DOOR AND I YELLED AND SCREAMED AND NOBODY HEARD ME
OR HELPED ME!! DADDDY SAID; "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TAKE IT OUT THE HOUSE"
HE-HE-HE, I DID'NT LIKE HEARING THAT.....

IT WAS MORE THAN A DECADE LATER THAT I REALIZED HOW THE LORD HAD
PROTECTED ME THAT NIGHT. THOSE GUYS COULD HAVE CUT MY THROAT
AND LEFT ME DYING A FEW FEET FROM MY DOOR.
I WAS ANGRY AT HIM BUT HE DID'NT HOLD IT AGAINST ME.........
I SHOULD'NT LOVE ANYTHING OR ANYBODY MORE THAN YOU LORD....

                                                   RONALD J LAMB