Stop!

“This is what the Lord says: ‘Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient path, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls’.”

So, the Lord says: ”Stop”. Running, just as the train, passing all the stops and towns like pages of our life, we have no time to look where do we run. Ludmila from the Pavlodar town tells us about her passing life:

When I was 28, my husband was killed and I stayed alone with my son Alesha. I did not see the hand which was extended to me, in order to help. I lived in the world of sin with its flashing lights of immorality and dark sides of life. I was like a butterfly, spinning around the coloring trumpery. Once I had met the man without whom, I thought, I couldn’t live. My child was outside, as I belonged to another person, I just had no time for him. But still I was strongly deceived. Two years I cried and tried to forget, but as one disappointment disappeared, once more a man came to my life - and again I was deceived, but this time I had the child, my girl was with me. My little ‘sparkling spring’ was near me, and looking at her I had a rest.

But again, I hadn’t felt my Heavenly Father’s help, as I was spiritually dead. But He cared about me, helped me to find second job, so I could live on my children. But then, I thought that I did it myself, overcame all my troubles alone. But it’s not! God was with me, even though I didn’t know him yet, and He lead me through this life. Well, it seemed things started to go well, but again “stop”- son got into jail. I turned to God, prayed and asked Him to bless my son’s path. The time went and I was to met my son in Karaganda, where a the jail. In the train, by the way home we had met believers from Almaty, talked a lot, even now I can see my son sitting next to a girl, asking  about God and her telling him about it and giving the New Testament book. But we had no time for God, we hadn’t seen, hadn’t heard. We paid no attention, stayed sleeping and went in our train of life for the many years.

New life, new work, new problems, my son had his life, friends, girls, drugs…and again “stop”. Son was in jail, and I awoke. And again prayers and crying. But God didn’t turned away from me, He send me a friend who invited me to the church. Time came and God granted me the prayer of confession. The joy of salvation filled my heart, and God entered my life forever. But my son had the same life: jail, drugs. I continued to visit Jesus Christ’s church and prayed God to save my son. God heard me and brought my son to the church in jail. He was baptized there and now he is with Jesus and I am so calm . Our train of life stopped and turned to another way. My son had changed and I want to cry about it and laugh. God be the glory! Alleluia! God stopped our hurry run and now our life is in His loving hands. Alleluia!