My New Blog!

Some of my friends have these blogs and I've been so encouraged by their thoughts, insights and transparency that I really wanted an outlet for my thoughts. Thanks for the inspiration guys!

So, here's my blog! I picked a name for my blog web address as Broken Veil. A friend of mine had this for his e-mail address and I have never been able to move away from that concept. I remember when the veil was broken in my life and now knowing what I know, the veil continues to break as new revelation and understanding comes.

I grew up in church and always believed in God and at times when I got older, really thought I knew what salvation was. I "prayed the prayer" and thought that's what I needed to do to be saved. I had no idea what a relationship with God even looked like.
Of course, I rebelled when I got older and led a very destructive lifestyle. In the midst of my rebellion, a guy I went to college with asked me to go to church with him. I resisted for a long time but he became SO annoying in asking that I agreed to go as long as I could wear jeans (a big "no no" in the church I grew up in). I went with him to a church in grove city and we went on the day their new sanctuary was opening. The anticipation, excitement and desire to worship was almost tangible. I arrived about 1/2 hour early so I could save seats and when the ushers let me in I was alone in the sanctuary while the choir was practicing. They were singing, "How Great Thou Art". I had heard this song hundreds of times in my life but for some reason the words, the passion of the people singing them and the Holy Spirit stuck me and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor crying. The ushers came to me and wanted to know if I was ok but I couldn't even talk.

I'd love to say that was the day the veil was broken for me but it wasn't. It was just the first step in seeing what a relationship with the Lord looks like.
Years later, I sat in the office of a beloved pastor and he looked me in the eye and told me that people had prayed me out of hell and that it was only by the grace of God that I was even alive in that moment. He led me through a deliverence session and for the first time in my life, I felt the presence of God. I had never felt Him before. I had heard His voice before but never felt Him. As I was standing there in the office, the pastor was on my right, holding my arm and a lady who was praying was sitting on the couch in front of me but I felt a body behind me. It was like someone, taller and more broad than I am, was cradeling me from behind. The people in the session said I looked as if I were asleep but I was aware of everything they were saying but the presence of God was so real.

Since that time, the "light" has become more and more bright. I've lost sight of the passion I once had to pursue the Lord but am on the journey once again.

So, I go back to the original time when I saw the Lord in His truth and beauty- the day my veil was broken and I entered His throne room. Here I am Lord. I am Yours.