D is for David Wilkerson

Such a timely blog. I've actually been thinking of what to write that would start with the D. UNFORTUNATELY, I found it! I was on twitter this morning, at about 5 or so AM; and I got the news that this great man of God died by a car crash. Here is the news from Christianity Today. 

Wilkerson was driving east on U.S. 175 in Texas Wednesday afternoon, and moved into the opposite lane where a tractor trailer was driving westbound. The truck driver saw the car and tried to move out of the way, but still collided with the pastor's car head on, according to Public Safety Trooper Eric Long.
It's unclear what caused Wilkerson to veer into the other lane. His wife Gwen was also involved in the crash and rushed to the hospital, along with the truck driver.

This man was the author of The Cross and the Switchblade. I got the opportunity to read this book this month, and it changed my life.  It was referred to me by my Youth Pastor. And it really did challenge my views on Faith, and Ministry. I got the chance to hear stories of Miracles that were so outstanding that you would think it's unbelievable. His vision was to reach out to the Drug Addicts, on the streets of New York and give them a message of hope. To do this, he needed support, he needed money, he needed shelter for them, and these all came about in ways that are unexplainable. His testimony is a testament of the popular saying that God works in mysterious ways. God worked with that man in ways that is superbly awesome. If you are a Christian, you would find similarities with the way God has been working with you, and although your experience might not be as grand as his, you still know it is still the same God that works in all of us. Each man is given a particular measure of Faith.

Here is the last blog he wrote, just yesterday. I used it for my devotion this morning. 

To believe when all means fail is exceedingly pleasing to God and is most acceptable. Jesus said to Thomas, “You have believed because you have seen, but blessed are those that do believe and have not seen” (John 20:29).

Blessed are those who believe when there is no evidence of an answer to prayer—who trust beyond hope when all means have failed.

Someone has come to the place of hopelessness—the end of hope—the end of all means. A loved one is facing death and doctors give no hope. Death seems inevitable. Hope is gone. The miracle prayed for is not happening.

That is when Satan’s hordes come to attack your mind with fear, anger, overwhelming questions: “Where is your God now? You prayed until you had no tears left. You fasted. You stood on promises. You trusted.”

Blasphemous thoughts will be injected into your mind: “Prayer failed. Faith failed. Don’t quit on God—just do not trust him anymore. It doesn’t pay!”

Even questioning God’s existence will be injected into your mind. These have been the devices of Satan for centuries. Some of the godliest men and women who ever lived were under such demonic attacks.

To those going through the valley and shadow of death, hear this word: Weeping will last through some dark, awful nights—and in that darkness you will soon hear the Father whisper, “I am with you. I cannot tell you why right now, but one day it will all make sense. You will see it was all part of my plan. It was no accident. It was no failure on your part. Hold fast. Let me embrace you in your hour of pain.”

Beloved, God has never failed to act but in goodness and love. When all means fail—his love prevails. Hold fast to your faith. Stand fast in his Word. There is no other hope in this world.

 

 Here's what I had to say:

 

David Wilkerson - One of the saints I'll like to meet in Heaven. Such a man of faith. We can rejoice that at least he's home.