The Continuing Story of a Boy Named David

Last December I wrote about a boy named David. Fifteen, no desire to work, or study, or follow rules...and you can guess where that got him. David had a lot of things going on - both inside and out. He has lived at the children's home since before he could walk. The only family he has ever known is his older brother, and the directors of that home. For lots of reasons, it is no wonder that his life might look a little messy, yet even in the midst of all that, God was giving me just a glimpse of the potential that was inside this boy. I knew that God had a lot more up his sleeve for this young man.

What I didn't know, but could have guessed is that life would get worse for David before it got better. I did have a few chances to hang out with David in the winter and spring. We invited him to join in with us a couple different days when we had visiting missions teams, and he came along as a volunteer for the day. He was pleasant, helpful, fairly quiet. One morning I grabbed him and sat down beside him while the visiting team was having their quiet time and I read Psalm 139 to him. I told him it was one of my favorite places to re-visit in the scriptures, and how I loved how full it was of truths about God...how He knit us together in our mothers wombs, how He knows us, how He is always with us...and the list goes on.

David was pretty quiet that morning. He grinned at me. Sort of chuckled to himself and said, "I don't really believe all of that". "You know what," I told him, "It's O.K. - God loves that you can even be honest and say that aloud. He (God) really is all of those things...all of those things are true of him, and He will show you. I know He will."

About a month later David left the children's home He lived the next six or seven months on his own, in a tiny cave-of-a-room with a mattress in it. He hit some real lows. And somewhere in the lowest of low places I think David started to believe that there just might be something to "this God" and what this God had for his life. And so the story continues...