started running the streets. I became an outcaste to my family after that and they told me that I was no good. They threw me a way. I did anything to pay the rent and find food. Finally I went to wqork on theracetrack, grooming and training harness horses. I found that if you wanted to have friends there, you had to go out drinking with the rest of them. My life had become a wasteland and, even though I had gone to Church as a child, I never went any more.An injury giving up the racetrack life and I moved to a small town where, at first, I knew nobody. I was invited to go to a church by a neighbour. Something inside told me to go. The service was like none that I had ever seen, before. People stood up and sang songs of praise and worship. They praayed what was on their hearts. I had been raised in a church where you only stood to sing songs from a hymnal and you knelt to pray from a prayer book
A week later, at the next service, after I had had a week to toss and turn in my bed and think about it, I went forward at the alter call and accepted Jesus as my Lord and Saviour. The change in my life was nothing short of a miracle as I quickly became involved in church activities and Bible study. I branched out from there and began volunteering within the community. Eventually, I even got to go to Kenya on a mission trip, where I fell in love with the Kenyan people. God had taken a wasted life and used it for good.
I enjoy bird watching as a hobby and one summer I decided I would put up my first bird feeder. It hung outside my livingroom window. I sat day after day watching the squirrels destroy one birdfeeder after another. One day I thought I had the squirrel problem solve with a new way to hang the bird feeder. I was certain the squirrels would not get it this time. The following day the bird feeder was once more half destroyed. Angry at the squirrels and having spend so much money on feeders and feed, I stomped outside, took down the feeder and threw the seeds onto the ground.
A few weeks later, I had a lovely little garden of wild flowers. The were growing freom seeds that I had thrown away. It taught me a lesson that what man may throw away, God will use for beauty. Don't ever think that because somebody is living on the street and looking like a bum that they are not worth saving. Given the right circumstances, you never know how God can change that life into something beautiful
