Hi everybody. My name is Doug Downs and I have a marvelous story to tell you of sin and redemption.
About 3 years ago I was cruising down a typical upper middle class suburb looking for something to steal.
It was about 9PM and I spotted this home with lights on. I parked my car and sneaked up to the windows and saw several people watching TV. I thought to myself, hell, I'm here and they won't put up a resistance when I come crashing in through the flimsy front door.
Well, I did it. I was confronted with a look of fear and surprise on the part of the husband, wife and 3 small children.
Well, look. I tried to be nice and quietly asked for their money and jewels. The husband took offence at this and was giving me a hard time and the wife and children were screaming their heads off. I told them to shut up as I was worried
the neighbors would hear. They wouldn't shut up and I lost it I guess.
I pulled my knife and stabbed the husband and wife and chased the kids upstairs where I killed them. Jeez! There was blood everywhere. I was literally covered in blood.
I saw where they had a half eaten pizza there in the den and since I was hungry I ate the most of it after getting a beer from the fridge. I confess, I've eaten pizza in nicer surroundings than a bunch of stabbed and dead bodies and blood everywhere , but you have to understand, I was hungry.
Shit, what did I know about DNA. It seems the cops extracted DNA from the beer bottle I had been drinking from and from a half piece slice of pizza that I had eaten from.
Since I have been incarcerated a couple of years ago for burglary, it seems they authorities took a routine sample of DNA from me when they asked me to put a cotton swab in my mouth. I sure as hell didn't understand the significance of that.
Anyway, the cops matched my DNA at the crime scene and in no time I was arrested.
I was convicted and sent up to prison for life. I've been in prison for 3 years now and the first was sheer hell and agony for me.
But now for the GOOD NEWS. I'm a happy and contented guy who wakes up every morning singing with joy in my heart for Jesus.
I've been reborn and have the grace of Jesus poured into my body. Jesus understood that I stabbed those people in a moment of panic because they wouldn't shut up. Jesus knows we are all just flesh and blood and make mistakes in this mortal life.
Yes, I woke up in the middle of the night and Jesus was talking to me. I begged his forgiveness and he told me , "My son, you have accepted and believe in me and therefore you shall have everlasting life and I forgive you." Gee, it was like a ton of guilt was removed from my shoulders.
I could get a good night's rest and wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night with visions of those bloody people preying on my brain.
The visions were erased and all my visions are of the sweet anointing love of our beloved Son of God who himself was murdered with permission from his Father. Jesus understood these things.
I can tell you that I'm not the same man I use to be as I'm filled to the core with love of Jesus.
Ain't Jesus great? Haleluya! Haleluya!
And prison did not have anything to do with his talk with Jesus. The mind is a funny thing.
Bob White
9:30PM
August 14, 2010
Albuquerque, N.M.
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