Guns to God: My journey from drug dealing to deliverance

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I was sure that the world around me is filled with predators – I was surrounded by terrible, inhuman things.

He spent his childhood treading on eggshells, keen not to provoke the anger which his dad would regularly take out on Claud, his mum, his siblings, and their dog. Domestic violence in our home somehow joined with the religiosity of our father, although it also manifested itself only from time to time. It was around this time that an opportunity arose for me to volunteer within my local council, mentoring high-risk young offenders. When I was older, it meant having a reputation that won me friends, and friends who kept my reputation on top.Whether you read it in a day or take your time over it, there is a challenge in these pages to see the work of God in one man's life, and the hand of God over all our lives.

THINGS started really well, and before long I was offered a position as a paid sessional worker and granted my own pass and council ID card, which I wore around my neck with pride.You never think when you’re a teenager down the park, sitting on a swing and having a spliff, that dealing drugs is going to turn into this huge business where you’re making thousands of pounds. I FOUND it surprising that my cover-up was working so well, but what surprised me more was the fact that I was actually enjoying it. Innehållet i podden är skapat av Premier Christianity magazine och inte av, eller tillsammans med, Poddtoppen. The creeping wilderness will soon take over that church that trusts in its own strength and forgets to watch and pray.

By the time I was in my early teens, I’d lost interest in any kind of academic pursuit and began selling cigarettes in school. Once every few months, he took out a Bible and demanded that we all sit down at the dinner table while he read the Psalms. You can change your choices at any time by visiting Cookie preferences, as described in the Cookie notice. By the time I was 20, I was so passionate about this lifestyle that I didn’t give a damn about other people.By now, I had tried to upstage him many times in the office and couldn’t; no matter who was around, Pete would always say good morning to me when he saw me. In desperation, he prayed to God to get him out of the situation – and was surprised to be released home the next day while his friend went to prison. He later discovered a vocation to ministry, and was ordained to the priesthood in the diocese of London in June. When Claud was 6 years old, he held a gun for the first time – a 9mm handgun belonging to his older brother. Around this time, he started attending a Thursday night youth club with a friend and heard Brian Greenaway speak and read his book, Hell’s Angel, which awoke a brief interest in Christianity and even led Claud to ask the youth leader for a Bible; however, when he wasn’t given one straightaway, he became resentful and stopped going to the club.