"An Inside Perspective"

May 2009

My dear family in Christ,

Ever precious greetings in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ! The other night I was lying on my bunk and reflecting upon the goodness of God in giving me my sister Kevy. I have two sisters and I love them both with all my heart. My older sister is named Keven. It is a name that always begs the question, "Isn't that a boy's name?" Well, in Pittsburgh where we grew up, it seemed normal enough to us, but when we moved here to New Jersey we never heard the end of it. Nonetheless, we all call her Kevy for short.

Kevy and I have always been especially close. Because of our age, just a couple of years apart, we have been through everything together. I remember when she was as crazy as a bed bug in the late sixties with her tie-dyed clothes and long frizzy hair. I thought for sure that she would give my parents a heart attack. But then, she went off to college and straightened up and I became the black sheep of the family.

As the sin of drug and alcohol abuse began to take its hold on my life, I began to alienate my family. They tried everything they knew to help me but I was beyond earthly help. Through all this time Kevy never gave up on me. She was always there and I remember many times going over to her house and just sitting with her when I was at the end of my proverbial rope. Most times, she didn't even know all that I was going through or understand the full extent of my addiction. At times, she would just sit there nursing her children on her breast and listen to me. She had straightened up and I was out of control.

Finally, my addiction to drugs and alcohol was beyond hiding. My hair was long and I was bearded and living on the streets. I was also stealing every day to support my habit. Still, Kevy was there, always. She would find me and just cry. One day her children found me passed out under the porch of a house. In fear, and not knowing who I was, they went and got Kevy. They told her, "Mommy, there is a man under the porch over there." Kevy was shocked when she discovered that the man under the porch was me. She cried as she took me home and cleaned me up, but as soon as I was able, I was right back to chasing that bottle.

When Muhammed Ali was in his prime as a boxer he had a doctor in his corner for all of his fights. His name was Freddie Pacheco and he was called the "fight doctor." After a bad round, Ali would go to his corner and Freddie was always there. Freddie would encourage Ali while adeptly applying his medical skills to his physical wounds. Freddie was wise and as such he worked on the whole man. There was always a word for the spirit, encouragement for the soul and medicine for the body.

Kevy is my Freddie Pacheco. She has stood with me throughout all these years in prison. She has always been there. She helps me with food and money to care for me. She is my earthly fight doctor, always in my corner and I thank God for her. I was so blessed to see the Lord save her not too long after I was saved. One day I called her from prison and she asked, "Guess what I did today?" I said, "I don't know, what?" Kevy said, "I went out and bought a Bible!" When I asked her why, she said, "I "know that God must be real if He could change you!" She knew first hand what the Lord had done to me; she had seen it all. Praise God, she now wanted the Lord for herself!

It is written, "And I will pray the Father and He will give you another Comforter, that He may abide with you forever."

Whatever you go through in your Christian walk, you have your own Freddie Pacheco. The Comforter is your personal, "Heavenly Fight Doctor!" Just like Kevy was always there for me, in like manner, the Holy Spirit is always in your corner as your Heavenly Helper.

I'm sure you already know this, but let me remind you that you cannot be defeated in Christ! You have "The Heavenly Fight Doctor" in your corner for all of your trials! Have you ever had a particularly bad round with the devil? Of course you have, we all have. Well, go to your corner; yes, your prayer closet and get on your knees. The Holy Spirit is forever waiting there to bind up your wounds.

He will talk to you from the Word of God and encourage you. He is full of wisdom and always works on the whole man. He applies the Word of God to the spirit, bringing encouragement to the soul, while continually applying the Balm of Gilead to the body. How is your relationship with the Holy Spirit anyway? He is not an "it" you know, He is a Person!

He knows all you have been through and He specializes in bringing home the spiritual black sheep of the family. Are you spiritually sick? Perhaps you are discouraged. Are you struggling? Why don't you come right now to