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He Preached That Night
00:02:20
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| You had boils. | |
| How old were you? | |
| I was 17. | |
| Oh, my God. | |
| I was a senior. | |
| At a teen school, I was very, I was popular running with the popular kids and starting to do things, starting to get into things that I shouldn't do, partying some. | |
| But I love, you know, I love the Lord, but I was definitely in that season. | |
| And I went to a service and a guy named Ronnie Brock preached that night. | |
| He's Steve Brock's brother. | |
| He preached that night, and he preached to young people. | |
| And it messed me up. | |
| I could take you to the spot. | |
| I fell to my knees. | |
| He called all the young people down. | |
| There were hundreds there in this meeting. | |
| And I welcome and cried, and I said, God, all right, I know you've been wanting me to preach. | |
| I want to be a musician. | |
| I play sacks, and that's what I love music. | |
| I wanted to be a musician. | |
| And I said, if I could preach like that, if you would use me like that. | |
| And I felt the Lord, I didn't tell anybody for four years, but I felt the Lord tell me, I'm going to use you. | |
| I just saw you. | |
| I just showed you a picture of your future. | |
| Within a few months, boils came on my body, had no issues whatsoever. | |
| From the top of my head, not a part of my face. | |
| My nose would swell. | |
| My eyes would swell. | |
| Up under here, bulls all over my face, my ears, neck, chest, back, all over my body. | |
| It went on not for a week, a month, six months. | |
| We went to doctors, went to this, that, and the other. | |
| They could not help me. | |
| I had to change my whole school year, lost all my friends, ended up basically depressed and at the verge of just saying, I could so relate to what you said in a different way. | |
| It sounds almost compared to what you've been through, but for a 17-year-old teenager, your image is destroyed. | |
| Your self-confidence is destroyed. | |
| I looked at God one night and I said, how could you, how could you, what are you doing? | |
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Bible Study In The Bedroom
00:01:47
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| Just joking with me? | |
| You show me that one day I'll stand before people. | |
| I don't have enough self-confidence to look anybody in the eye. | |
| I feel like a leper. | |
| I feel like a freak. | |
| I feel like an outcast. | |
| How in the world will I ever preach the gospel? | |
| Oh, my God. | |
| And it was in those hours that in my bedroom, I began to open up the Bible for myself. | |
| I began to read the book of Job for myself. | |
| I began to weep and cry, and I began to listen back then to cassette tapes. | |
| That's when I started watching you. | |
| That's when I started driving down there, sometimes with a puffy coat, the cover, usually late so I could find a seat in the dark. | |
| I would never go into a room like this not looking for the darkest place that I could find to hide so nobody would look at me twice. | |
| And to make a long story short, it was that season of my life that God used to prepare me. | |
| To this day, when I'm preaching sermons, when I'm getting ready to preach, many times as I'm writing things down, my mind will go back to that season. | |
| And I can't ever see a teenager or a person who's an outcast or they don't have the right clothes or they look unkept or whatever. | |
| I can't ever see them and not be drawn to them more than the millionaire whoever is in the room. | |
| I'd rather go to that person, not because I'm such a great person. | |
| It's because that's who I was. | |
| That's who I was. | |
| And God uses those seasons in our life, the extreme pressure and heat, to cause acres of diamonds to come out of our life. | |