Pastor Booker before and after coming to GodEmail this to a friend I was born in 1952 and lived in Colorado, mainly in the city of Pueblo. My mother raised my older brother and me by herself. At times we were reduced to very dire circumstances. My mother married my step-father when I was in [...]
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When I walked down the empty corridor, the bare floor seemed to stretch on forever. Nearby, the clicks of my mother’s shoes rang sharply in my ears. When I opened the large metal door, my senses were immediately flooded by a pungent, stale stench. In front of me were rows of steel stools and bulletproof [...]
We infested our business with sin. We would throw parties after business hours, at times having up to 150 people drinking and doing drugs inside and outside the building. I remember one night getting drunk, smoking weed, free basing nitrous oxide, dropping a couple of pills of ecstasy and “bumping (sniffing)” cocaine. I was so numb that I couldn’t tell the different effects of the drugs. Sin is so cruel and deceitful. I remember that night feeling like a king, here I am partying like a rock star and owning my own business. I felt as if I was going straight to the top. According to me “I was living life to the fullest”!
That night or should I say the following morning, I had the grueling realization that the party was over and it was time to go home. When I would go home I would sleep with my head phones on drowning out the knock at the door of my soul with worldly music. Thinking was out of the question because I would always know deep inside (like we all do) that I was not right with God. I would go to work on Mondays as if nothing happened, still this young eager, enthusiastic man looking to be successful. “I could control my partying, I’m not like those low lives on the streets,” I would say.
Finally after playing games with God I had hit the dead end road. I can remember I was sitting back and I thought to myself, “I’m going to make it big. I’m going to be rich and have everything life has to offer” (I would always lie to myself to try to fill the void inside). A thought hit me like a ton of bricks “Yes but you’ll never fill the void inside your soul.”