I beleve everyone ,once in a while needs to have what is called a damascus experience. Damascus experience in the same sense of Saul before he became Paul,yes that one. The one whereby your life was traveling in one direction and then you bump into Jesus or He appears to you when you least expect it and that turns your life ina totaly differnt direction all together.Some,like Saul in the bible,even change their names to Paul or even go to an extend of changing their profession of being persecutors of Christ folks to being a messenger of Christ, after the experience,some like myself grow thankful for the little things.
Back to my damascus experience,although it was not as dramatic as Paul; There were no bright lights that left me blind for a day or two.But it had such a huge impact on me that ,today when I look back,I can honestly say my life was heading in a total opposite direction than the one I find myself in one now. It all started with small little choices. It's amazing how one's choice leads to another and that one leads to another and in no time you find yourself in a situation and you ask yourself,how did I get here?
There was a time in my life,for varied reasons and due to some of my own little choices,that I found myself estranged from my family and church.The reasons are many,but I was estranged and slowly but surely I found myself at home every sabbath instead at church as tradition and my upbringing would have. As a result on one of these days ,instead of being at church,I was at home watching tv or whatever.The main thing is that I was bored so I and my girlfriend then,who is proudly my wife now, decided to try out weed.Why weed? I don't know; I could blame it on tv( too may hip hop videos) , boredoom or being on the straight and narrow for most of my life and I now in search of an adventure.
A small part of me actually thinks,it was just another sign of my estrangement to all the values I had. Weed was just one in a long line of things that I would do and have done since I abodened the principles I grew up with. But whatever the reason was, there I was sabbath evening contempleting on buying weed, sabbath during the day,there I was buying weed and baking it into space cookies.
The plan was to have a braai and space cookies. To have fun like everyone else. But half way through the weed induced fun,my fun started turn into a nightmare. Maybe it was my own paranoia ( i hear weed can do that), but whatever it was I found myself blacking out and slowly loosing touch with reality as I know it.To a point where I would'nt know ,which was real,which was dream and which was just pure fantasy.It sounds too heavy to come from weed but thats what happened to me. In the middle of "trip" as I will call it,it could have been just a dream , I was not able totell. I found myself in the judgement seat, where I had to explain what I had done with my life on earth.And I was weighed and found wanting.I ended up in a lake of fire.Whilst the imagery I can see that it came straight from my own unconscious world,due to my diet of Judgment day, hell and all that christian the world is coming toan end theology. When Iwas going through it ,it felt very real.One moment I was there,then the next I was back in bed and I was not even sure if my room was real or not.Ja the subconscious is a really weired place.
Anyhow, when the whole ordeal was over , I was so glad to find that I was still here on earth and in one piece.Now the important thing is not that ; did i suffer a bad trip or was I dreaming it all? But the important thing is that after that whole ordeal I realised how far I was from my Maker and I felt He had made some steps in my direction by letting me go through that experience.That was my turning point, from then I wanted to at least have something good to report to the Lord on my day of Judgement.I slowly started making my way back to the values i once held and to the hope I once believed in.
That evening stayed with me for such a long time that I turned the night into a base for my film.But my point is,sometimes we move our lives in a certain direction that looks harmless at the begining.Even though we know that this is not the right thing to do,but we believe it is harmless but it can lead us to a terrible place.Mine was maybe just figmentations of my own mind high on weed.Which after 24hours i was back to myself but for others that chance encounter can leave a deep scar that onehas to carry for life or worse,hurting the ones you love.I had a second chance at life,or what I believe to be a second chance in life,some are not so lucky.It is good to hang on to what is good and shun that which is not.Abodening your values in this world can lead you to a very dark path.That was my damascus experience