I met
David walking the streets of Hillcrest and praying for the neighborhood. We
started a small conversation and eventually it led to me praying for his friend
who he was visiting in the hospital. He let me and I explained that I had moved
to Hillcrest because the Church has done a bad job reaching the LGBT with the
message and hope we have. We ended up arranging some time to hang out and share
our stories. Thus began my relationship with this guy.
Over the next 6 months we began to
hang out more and delve into many aspects of our lives, including spirituality.
David started studying the Bible with me, even though he had never read it
since his confirmation in his teens and now 48. He came to some of our dinner
parties. We played games, ate good food, and laughed. Though, we started a new
friendship it often seemed like he was veering away from me. I thought it was
because we were pretty upfront about our faith, maybe too upfront at times.
Yet, at the same time, it seemed that God was tugging on his heart and I’d like
to share one example of this.
In one of those times where David
was veering in our friendship, God gave him a dream and showed me He was tying
David to me. I hadn’t spoken with him for several weeks at this point when I
learned of the dream. It was Saturday and I was on a mission to get a plunger
of all things. Unexpectedly, I ran in to
him at the place I volunteer at in Hillcrest. He then told me that he was
considering what it would be like to follow Jesus and that he had had some sort
of dream that when he woke up from it, he would say, “Patrick!” and throw his
hands in the air. I didn’t really know what was going on but I was excited
because God was doing things I could never do. Later on I found out that in his
dream, I was there. I handed him a book with a picture of a person blind folded
and chained. He handed it back to me and I asked him if he had had enough yet.
I already knew that this man suffered for many years (30 years with HIV,
several rounds of cancer, 12 near deaths according to him, living on the
streets) and it has become more clear how much he suffered and how God wanted
to give him sight and freedom. We started meeting up again after that and the
day came recently where he finally decided to follow Jesus.
One morning, I received a call from David and I found out that he
needed a ride to the emergency room to get treated for severe anemia. On the
way to the hospital and even before, I had been realizing that David may be
near the end of his life and he didn’t know Jesus. Many people had been praying
for this guy and for me to be bold in sharing the good news of King Jesus. So,
I started talking with him again about what was stopping him from following
Jesus. As we rolled up to the loading zone at the hospital, it seemed he gave
in and told me “I want what you have.” He wanted Jesus and in tears he started
to yield what had been holding him back in his life, his ability to control his
own life. I led him through a brief prayer and asked God to seal him as His
child. When I asked him earlier he had said that he was afraid about going to
the hospital. After we prayed, he said he felt no fear but peace.
Needless to say, many people were
rejoicing with the angels that day. David is just starting his journey
following Jesus and really neither of us know all that that means. All i know is that we are both headed for Him.














