My story of coming of age is one filled with many struggles. Several times I resulted to self-help, affirmations and iron discipline but all this did nothing to save me. It took years for me to finally see 'light' at the end of the dark tunnel. But I must admit that it is not a story one would fancy to share, but for the many lessons there in and perhaps some men may themselves be entangled in similar problem, one must share.
I was blessed with the gift of being born into a Christian family. However, it took a lengthy while to become one myself. It didn't take me a long while though to begin to figure out how to commit and carass sin. At a tender age, I had learn how to fond the reproduction organ of the opposite sex. In the darkness of the night as with most evil acts, was when this sinful activity of mine was mostly perpetrated. I could say I was a 'nocturnal sinner'. As I began to grow in age, I grew worse in my sinful attics. In secondary school I became master of pornography and masturbation which I struggled with for 10 years. It all started with a little peeping from the phone screens of classmates and then I graduated to the addiction level.
Many times I desired to be free but it ended up to be mere wish. A minute I will pray for God's pardon, the next minute I will be back to my vomit of sin. Depression, frustration, disappointment, sorrow and sadness were my regular experiences. Even though I was top of my class at University level, which is expected to make one happy and fulfilled, yet I wasn't. It didn't take long before nauseating thoughts like suicide, atheism and so on began to cloud my mind. The more I try to be loose, the firmer the sin seems to grip me. I thought I was condemned for hell.
It was on a Wednesday that I finally saw the 'light' after the long walk in the dark. It was a sinful day as always. Watched pornography and masturbated as usually. Then I decided to watch a film perhaps just to feed my eyes and take a shot break from pornography. It was in watching this film tittled "17 Miracles" that I began to cry for my sins. Tears flowed down my cheek. Watching the live of those good men and women who though in lack and passing through near death situations were firm to there Lord. There love for Christ broke me. I couldn't hold It and it didn't take long that I began to pray to the Lord to help me, to deliver me and forgive my sins. Before now I heard listen to zillions of sermons, attended several crusades and retreats but it will be a film not more than two hours that will bring me to Calvary. I got something that day. It was Salvation. I was delivered and now I'm free to do God's will. I now have the peace of God in my heart.
You may be in my shoe and about throwing the hatchet, It is for you this was written. Jesus wants to save you too. If you will hand over your sins to Him, Jesus will surely save you. Tomorrow may be too late.