Genadij is 39 year old. His wife and daughter moved back to Belarus, to their birth place. However Genadij stayed in Latvia, since their relationship between him and his wife wasn’t at its best, as they just couldn’t get along with each other. His wife became drug addicted, and very soon daughter was following into mothers steps, were at that time she was only 13 years old girl.
Genadij stayed in Ogre with his parents, where he was helping them out with home tasks as well as he had a day job.
Then Genadijs life took terrible events one after another, his parents died and soon after that, he was released from his workplace, so he didn’t have a job anymore. He felt lonely, while meantime, friends were trying to help him, by giving alcohol as a fast remedy to relief his pain, but he tried to look for a job as he wasn’t drinking.
Genadij started thinking over, about his life that he was having, and what it would be like if he would have a better life, then suddenly, he felt, how walls disappearing in front of his eyes, then some voice spoke to him, Genadij didn’t know who is talking to him, this voice wasn’t pleasant nor welcome, more likely, this voice were filling him with a great fear. And this forbidding voice said to him, to come closer to the place where wall has disappeared, there he would see the life that he dreamed of which could become his future in reality.
He saw endless space, as deep chasm, where inside he could see beautiful sights of nature, but why, Jesus were crucified and around him were herd of sheep’s, and all people that was there were happy, they were celebrating, eating and drinking. Genadij were beginning to have these kind of visions more often, and the same frightening voice kept encouraging him: “ You’ve got to be there, behind this endless space , because it is very difficult to live on earth , you haven’t got money, you haven’t got a job, so do something . . .”
Genadij were beginning to think, how to get there?
Then his life took another terrible event, he lost his flat, as he didn’t have any money to pay for it, and he ended up living on the street, while he was roaming about in the streets, he had same thought in his mind, what he could do, to have at least roof over his head, and then suddenly… “How to get into prison?” he thought.
It was late in the evening, he stopped at some café’s windows, he made a step and he felt a big stone at his feet’s, he picked it up, as he was tossing it in hands for some time. Genadij kept insistently looking at those windows, and then he threw this stone straight into windows which burst with loud noise, but he didn’t runaway, as he was wayting for police to arrive to take him away, to safer place, where would be a roof. . .
In police station every policeman who was there at his arrival, took advantage of him and brutally bullied him, his face was bleeding, there was not an inch on his body that wouldn’t be hurt, and yet, he didn’t try to fight back. His legs were shivering, as he was getting up from floor, and still his head was tingling from all beats that he was receiving from those cruel policeman’s, and when he finally get back on his feet, he asked for permission to go to toilet, he took knife that he was carrying in his pocket than followed scene that he had experienced before with, he cut his veins, as he did it before, although some time ago…
I met Genadij in hospital, where doctors were taking care of him. He were walking towards me in big corridor, he was wearing galosh on one foot and large rubber boot on the other, his legs were damaged, therefor he had to wear special footwear so he would be able to walk. His head and chest were covered in bandages, as he had bruises all over him. I also noticed tattoo on his leg, it was cross with pitons and prowling snake around it.
I would like to believe, that those cruel people who used their position to beat this man will receive back what they deserves in Gods eyes, and will take responsibility for it, in front of a God. I don’t think that there is such a law that allows them to teach lesson to a prisoner in this kind of manner.
Who was talking to Genadij with this frightening voice, was it God? No, it wasn’t, that was demon. Demon told him lies, by trying to show him a better life. God’s son’s (human beings), who leaves their life’s (dies), goes to heaven and there isn’t Jesus who is crucified , and he doesn’t sleep in manger, as he has raised from death over 2000 years.
Devil is a liar and he is stealing, that is just his character, because he needs to get more people to hell and that is his job, which is quite interesting for him, because he can keep torturing and agonizing people, and devil’s food is people disobedience and sins. Unfortunately, very often it is their own fault, because people are choosing to give their lives to devil.
*23In Hades, where he was being tormented, he looked up and saw Abraham far away with Lazarus by his side.*24He called out, “Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue; for I am in agony in these flames.”*26Besides all this, between you and us a great chasm has been fixed, so that those who might want to pass from here to you cannot do so, and no one can cross from there to us.”
That was devil’s lies. Devil loved Genadij tattoo, as devil was praised by this tattoo and he found bondage with it.
Leviticus 19:28 Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I am the LORD.
Deuteronomy 14:1 Ye are the children of the LORD your God: ye shall not cut yourselves, nor make any baldness between your eyes for the dead.
Remember, sacrifice of Jesus crucifixion is profound; He still saves us and helps to free us from devil fetters. Call his name and regret your sins. It is not important what amount of sins you have. You cannot and you will not be able to forgive yourself, only Jesus can, and it is worth to live.
Isaiah 1:18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
( pastor- Terese Ivashko)
Translated by Eleanor Kursiša