When the Savior met the lost
Levy Mutasa Attached
15/05/2025.

Living a worthless life felt like victory to me.
I felt above the world; no one could control me.
I had multiple sexual encounters,
abused any substance that came my way,
broke people's homes,
and stabbed many without mercy.
I stole anything I was attracted to.

One day, I encountered grace.
A friend invited me to church, and the pastor preached a message that touched my heart.
After the message, everyone began to pray. Suddenly, I felt warm and lost control of my senses.
I felt a cool breeze I'd never felt before - a perfect and sweet feeling.

In an instant, I was silent.
My tongue couldn't utter a word, and tears flowed down my cheeks.
My hands lifted up, and without realizing it, my knees touched the floor.

I sobbed and sobbed, feeling useless yet exalting my Lord deep within.
It was like exchanging my life with someone else.
I failed to whisper, say a word, or move.

As I knelt, I fell to my right side.
The floor was covered in tears, and my mouth was filled with tears mixed with mucus.
My nostrils emptied, and I became mute, making vibrations and groaning.

Then I felt relieved and forgiven.
What a gentle Savior!