In the rack...

I heard a few great stories the other day. Here is one...

My friend, who I won't name, had been caught up in the wrong crowd since the age of 13. He slowly became more and more consumed with people's approval and being accepted. It eventually effected, his adult life, his job, his wife, and those closest to him.

He went jail for a little while or as he called it "the rack." There he learned that trusting the wrong people to accept you could have dangerous consequences. He eventually felt isolated in his cell. He felt like no one could help him. At night he would toss and turn, with his heart physically aching, almost like a panic attack. Sweating and fearing for his life...

One night it got to be more than he could bare. He wrestled emotionally and physically in pain and fear. Finally, out of desperation he said "God you are going to have do something, you are the only one who I can turn to I need you." As he finished his desperate prayer, he said it was like God took his physical hands and reached down massaging his heart.

His heartbeat calmed, the sweat subsided, the fear became peace, and the pain became comfort. He had a full experience with God, emotionally, physically and mentally. He had felt God, change his life.

He was Redeemed...