I am no longer the man I was this morning. The man I was is
dead and like the mythical phoenix, I have risen out of the ashes and seen the
Truth. I have seen God and His mercy. I suppose I should tell you what has led
to this change, shouldn’t I?
Today started just as any other. I was scheduled as the
opening manager at the restaurant. I made sure I was there at 7:00 before the
rest of the morning staff arrived in order to have things up and running for
the most part. I couldn’t have been there for very long, when I heard a knock
at the back door. Thinking it was the rest of the staff, I opened the door to
let them in. It wasn’t the staff. Instead, four men in black clothes and ski
masks (really original) forced their way in and overpowered me. Naturally, I
fought back as well as I could, but when a gun is suddenly pointed at your
head, the fight in you just stops. I was then directed, at gunpoint, to the
office where the safe was. “Open the safe!” they demanded. Being the smart person
I am, I obliged. After emptying the contents of the safe into a canvas bag, the
men ripped out the computer cables and phone cords from the wall to tie me up.
There I was, on the floor with my hands bound behind my back and tied to my
feet. It wasn’t exactly a comfortable position, but as they talked about
whether they wanted to shoot me in the head or slice open my neck, comfort was
the last thing I was thinking about. Instead, my life flashed before my eyes, I
thought of my wife and kids. “I can’t die” I thought. “I’m only thirty seven! I
haven’t even gotten to really live.” Well, perhaps I had lived, just not the
correct way. Not the way God wanted. Quickly, a prayer slipped from my lips.
“God, forgive me for not living as I should. Please, spare my life. I promise
if you do, I will use the rest of my life for you, wholly and completely.” As soon
as my prayer ended, I heard a car outside honk. There was a fifth man, the
getaway driver! The men left without killing me!
Needless to say, when my staff finally did arrive they found
me on the floor still in shock, not to mention the back pain I was feeling from
being tied up the way I was. However, I was alive! That was what mattered most!
They called the police and I was informed that there was a 16” knife on a
shelf, outside the office door.
So, as I said at the beginning of my entry, I am a new man.
A new man in Christ, who will keep the promise I made Him. I know a lot of
promises are made to God in situations like that. I also know that most are not
kept, but mine will be. I will use my talents and life for Him.
I was listening to the radio on my way home from work
tonight (I listen to the Christian station now) and heard a singer named Steven
Curtis Chapman. His songs, Journal, they are so good! The lyrics are powerful
and seem to hit my spirit right where I need it. I also heard another singer,
Paul Baloche. It was like I could just feel the Holy Spirit right there in my
car! Maybe, that’s what I should be doing with my talents. I promised God I
would use them for Him. Maybe this is how I can do it! I could take what I have
heard from both Steven and Paul and make it my own. I’ve always loved playing
and singing with guitar. Now I can play and sing with a spirit of worship rather
than just getting up and performing. I think I could do it, Journal. After all,
I did get some training from Mom. With her teachings of how to sing correct
melodies and harmonies mixed with the guitar lessons Uncle Keith gave me… This
is it! I have finally found my calling!
I would ask if you’ve ever had the moment where you feel in
complete and utter awe, but since you aren’t a person, I know you haven’t. Well
today was the day that I was in awe. I was in awe of what 80,000 men sound like
singing praises to God.
I was able to be a part of the Promise Keepers Choir in
Arrowhead Stadium. That alone was a fantastic experience, but then thousands of
the men at the conference started to sing along with us. It was like thunder
rolling, deep and powerful. It was like the cloud that Christ spoke of in Mark
14:62. We could feel Christ’s presence in the cloud of heaven. As if the
thunder of our praise was a part of the cloud. I’ve never experienced anything
like it. And when Dr. Tony Evans led the invitation of salvation, I watched as
2,000 men dedicated their lives to Christ. That was my moment of complete and
utter awe. It’s only something God can do!
If someone had told me twenty-five years ago, before my life
was changed that one day I would be an associate worship pastor I wouldn’t have
believed them. I might have even laughed a bit at the thought of it. I
definitely wouldn’t have believed that I would be a founder of my own ministry and
a Christian music artist.
And yet, here I am. I am currently a worship pastor at
Trinity Church of the Nazarene, the founder of Soul Purpose Ministries, and
indeed a Christian artist! I even released an album called “Elevate” last year.
I have released music to radio, two of which (“Fearless” from Elevate and my
arrangement of “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen”) landed the #1 spot on the CRC
Charts! Reverbnation even has Randy Seedorff and Soul Purpose ranked as #1 on
the Christian Rock Charts!
I am having so much fun, Journal. Whether it’s leading
worship, playing in a concert or simply rehearsing. I’d like to think that my
style is a mix of Big Daddy Weave, Matt Redman with a bit of Lincoln Brewster
thrown in. No matter what, it’s my hope to simply bring enjoyment to whomever
is listening or taking part. I have never forgotten the promise I made in 1993
to use my life wholly and completely for Christ and His purposes.
I have no doubt that I will be adding to you, Journal,
sometime in the future, but for now, I’m signing off. There is still a lot to
do for God’s Kingdom!