The Day I Came Alive, Simply The Best Day Ever

Daily Prompt: The Best Day Ever

Let’s just say in my 40 years I’ve had some great days, some really special days like the birth of my two kids and meeting Victoria, then memorable days like the passing of my black belt, winning the National Championships twice, competing at the world Championships in Australia, these were all great days that will be treasured forever, certainly a lot better than today anyway, this has it’s fair to say been my worst Christmas Day ever, without fail, but that’s another story.

But as for being able to enjoy the best day ever, well I’ve believe I’ve already had that, all of the above where indeed unbelievable days, but the day of Sunday 8th July 2012, will never be beaten for me, it was just perfect, that day I can honestly say that God spoke directly to me and for the first time I heard Him loud and clear.

Sunday 8th July 2012

It was just your normal Sunday morning, but there were a series of odd things that were to happen on this day, as I got ready for Church, I looked out of the window to check the weather, well it was overcast, it looked like it could rain, I had just my jeans and a t-shirt on, so I checked the weather on my phone, overcast and a chance of rain, so do I take a coat?

As I walked through the kitchen towards the back door an odd thought came into my head, “I not taking a coat, I don’t mind if I get wet today!” Okay, so no coat, it wasn’t that cold, but a bit of an odd thought, but that’s it no coat, let’s go then.

I walked to Church in my usual, slightly odd looking power walk, well okay freaky looking, walked into Church, hugged a few people on the way, hang on a second, did I just say hugged a few people, yes, yes I did, but that’s not usually me, I surprise those I hug, just as much as it surprises me, this day is getting stranger, but it’s about to get even weirder.

I take my seat, at the back left corner as usual, if you walk into our Church, you will find me quite easily. Today wasn’t a normal service, it was Baptism Sunday, this had been announced some weeks earlier, I had thought about it, but as I had only been in Church three months and still felt like I had a lot to learn, feeling that I wasn’t ready yet for that step, I had decided to put it off until later in the year, when I had more time to prepare. The service starts with Worship as usual, three lively songs, then Gareth our Pastor takes the stage, he announces it’s Baptism Sunday, but then makes a statement he says he has never made before, at this point everything changes, the weird, just gets weirder!

Gareth challenges everyone, that in this Church today someone will make the decision to get Baptised today, an on the spot decision, it had never happened before, but Gareth had a belief that something amazing was going to happen today in the presence of God.

Now at that point everything changed, I froze, I literally froze, I couldn’t breathe, my lungs, my heart, my chest had just frozen, everything felt cold, the air was gone for that moment, then it went. I knew then that He was talking to me, not Gareth, he just mouthed the words, God was talking to me, he was calling me out, he was telling me it was my time to stand up and be counted. Gareth proceeded to say that they would find a change of clothes and a towel, he didn’t know where from, but they would provide somehow.

I stood frozen to the spot as Gareth left the stage, we sang one more song and then a break for a short time to meet and great friends, I stood there absolutely still, oblivious to anything going on around me, having a conversation with myself in my own head. “He’s talking to you, God is talking to you, what are you going to do about it?” “Are you doing this or what?” There was only one answer, “YES”. I looked around the hall, spotted Gareth and set off, ignoring every face I passed, I was on a mission, I interrupted Gareth, he turned and I just asked “Okay, where do I get a spare set of clothes?” He realised what I was saying and it was all agreed, too late to back out now, in for a penny in for a pound. I went back to take my seat, I had a grin bigger than a Cheshire Cat, I couldn’t believe what I had just done, I’m never that impulsive, I don’t work that way, but things were happening here that at the time I couldn’t understand, but I was going with it.

Part of the Baptism service is that, each of those who have made a decision to be Baptised, prepare a statement of how they came to God and tell their story on stage, so Gareth called out the three people who had made the decision some weeks earlier and were prepared, I don’t think I was supposed to go up there, I hadn’t prepared anything, I was still reeling from what had already happened, but again impulse took over, I stood up, marched to the stage, took Gareth completely by surprise and joined the other three, I was literally lifted from my seat to that stage, my normal self would never have done this, but today was quite obviously, no normal day.

Speaking on stage, in front of a couple of hundred people, is not easy, the three before me had written statements that they were reading, but they were struggling with nerves, they were quiet, losing their track, even unable to read their own writing, as each one got more nervous than the previous one, I stood waiting my turn. I am out of my bubble here, this is not me, I don’t act impulsively, I don’t push myself to the front in places I’m not comfortable, but it wasn’t like that today, I wanted that mic, I wanted to speak, not sure what, but I had something to say.

I took the mic, looked out to the crowd, not down, not avoiding the gaze of the crowd, I was looking them in the eye, I told them how my life had collapsed, I told them I had been an alcoholic for the past 3 years, I told them how I made the hardest phone call of my life back in March when everything had felt lost, how I had met Gareth and Alex, telling them just about everything.

I had prepared some words to send to Gareth in text when the moment was right, but the moment was now, these words just came out

“That night I took from them an hour and half of their lives, in return they gave me the keys to the rest of my life and the strength and courage to unlock the door and go through it, to a better life”.

I say these words with strength and passion, the response from the audience is fantastic. I proceed to tell them when I quit drinking and how things were getting so much better, then passed the mic back to Gareth, then it’s back to my seat and relief.

The response from everyone I meet as I go back to my seat is unbelievable, I don’t think at this point they know I wasn’t supposed to be there, they had no idea that I had answered the call.

The word is next and then the Baptism at the end of the service, we are called up, I remove my shoes, socks and the contents of my pockets, ready to enter the Baptism Pool, firstly the three who were supposed to be there, then me, then another man who had made the decision after I did.

It’s my turn, I climb the steps, then just jump in, no dignified climb down into the cold water, like everybody else, not for me I can’t wait, I just jump in and take Joss and Alex, who are carrying out the Baptisms today, totally by surprise, then I’m in position, I relax, then I’m under, it’s a total rush, a moment I can’t easily describe, if you’ve been there you will understand. I was soaked, I had no spare clothes, but who cares, it’s was alongside the birth of my two children, the most glorious day of my life.

The rest of the day was a bit of a blur, I know I just couldn’t stop laughing to myself, I was in amazement at the things I had done throughout the day, things I would not normally do. I had made my mind up, I wasn’t ready, but that didn’t matter, it wasn’t a case of I didn’t think I was ready because the Lord did!

I think I was called because of the faith I had shown the previous day, that was my test, that was a test of faith, I had hopes and dreams, I had failed, but my response was, I trust you, I will follow your plan.

I wasn’t to worry about getting wet that morning, he would provide, I would be getting the greatest soaking of my life, what was a little rain compared to that! He did provide, I had clothes brought to me, I don’t know where they came from, but they appeared.

There will be great days to come, the day I dream of, the day I hope and pray for, if that comes to fruition it will be another day to remember and treasure forever, but Sunday 8th July 2012 is the day when I came alive, for that I will be forever thankful.

ALIVE by KIM WALKER-SMITH
You breathe Your life into my lungs
You bring to life these dry bones
I know that You’re alive

You called me one of Your own
In my heart You’ve made Your home
I know that You’re alive
I’m coming alive

You called me one of Your own
In my heart You’ve made Your home
I know that You’re alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive

We will make Him known
Jesus is alive
He’s alive
We will shout it out
Jesus is alive
He’s alive

To all the dry and weary souls
Take joy, take heart
Be filled with hope
I know that He’s alive

To all the ones who have no home
Get up and run we’re going home
I know that He’s alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive

We will make Him known
Jesus is alive
He’s alive
We will shout it out
Jesus is alive
He’s alive 

It may get loud
The grave is empty now
It may get wild
His love is like no other

We will make Him known
Jesus is alive
He’s alive
We will shout it out
Jesus is alive
He’s alive 

11 thoughts on “The Day I Came Alive, Simply The Best Day Ever

  1. leftnfree

    Merry Christmas Wayne! You are a new creation and those days of wasted life are over. He is your all and all. Allow Him to continue moving you to new levels within His Kingdom. You have a call upon your life that He is going to use. Blessings my friend. You are worth it to Him!!!

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  7. bcajja38

    Congratulations!! Just wanted to say out of all the blogs to pick I pick this one, Monday Dec 22 2013 I asked God back into my life, to help me and show me the way how to live for him. To keep the terrible confusing thoughts away from me. To help me fight my demons. I do believe he gives us signs. I do believe he takes our hands and leads us the rest is up to us.

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