Charlie Solak

Hometown:	Johnson City
School:	Life in Jesus
Employer:	Different places but I am waiting for One that sticks closer than a brother

I have been a songwriter, keyboard player, guitar, singer. I wrote and sang a song in the early seventies. My love for music was like nothing else. When this passed and fell away, it was a job to make money, badly. I was led to the Lord by my friend Wil, like everyone, I fall down, I get up and as bad as it gets, I always will, with Jesus carrying me. I forgive so that I may be forgiven. I judge not, so I will not be judged. This is a battle not won by me but solely by the blood of Jesus Christ. I can not gain, earn, work my way into, put pictures up, have statues, wear crosses, candles, incense, praying the Psalms, yelling at God petitions, more unmerited grace or be blessed any more than anyone else, or any other way to get to heaven except by the blood of Jesus, absolutely nothing, as many days I have left. On June 13th, 2010, I was able to put to rest the final delusions I carried in a Holy Spirit filled sermon and I thank you Pastor Jim Murphy, First Baptist Church, Johnson City, NY for doing Jesus' will with nothing added or subtracted. God does not want me rich in the greed of this world but to simply follow Jesus.

There are some of you that have had maybe one good day in your life. I speak to that. I was deluded, looking for peace and joy through Jesus Christ. This year, 2010, through a tragedy that has gone on for six months. I still can't understand and probably never will, what happened on January 18th, 2010. It was a set up that I did not seen coming even being warned by her brother. I just did not ever feel this woman I married was capable of what she did. I felt such deep sorrow for her, I realized maybe how Jesus has looked at me for all these years in a way I could never understand. My choices hurt many people, especially my daughters. At 63, in the last six months I have been taught by my Master. The blood that Jesus shed for me, in a blinding flash, that was all that there was, is or ever will be. The day I entered my empty residence, for the second time, it didn't matter that the plans I had for my wife to care for her fake cancer and the plans that I made to get us to the end, then the plans that were set for daughters were, in minutes, completely gone, all funds gone because of what? I really don't want to ever know but I have been forgiven and have forgave 6 months ago.

I can't understand the viciousness that was laid on me by the evil one. It cost everything I had. My wife is still non-forgiving and is going to possibly hurt herself again. Two jumps out of a car is not enough, I know God through Jesus doesn't love anyone more or less but the love we will never understand, here.

This was too big for me. In a few days I realized and turned all over to Jesus. Everyone had blessings and many, many lessons to learn and that night He started teaching us all. The last six months have been horror in so many ways.

The joy I envied so much in an evangelical church that everyone seemed to have nearly killed but throughout these months, I see myself making the biggest mistake I ever made and so often said, "Why did I ever do it."

At that point I started being taught, never having been come on by 10-15 at a time, with vengeance that I haven't seen since Rodney King.

This is when I saw the blinding light, that all the assets had been taken by my wife and it did not mean a thing. My Pastor kept preaching the blood of Jesus Christ. Now, at 63, I know what true joy is.

Bless my soul, oh' Jesus. I will never be the same whatever happens and it doesn't matter, I look for my Saviour and King Jesus Christ. It's so great at 63 since I was 6 to know true joy. I saw everyone happy and said to myself, it's over. As stupid as it's sounds, never give up! I came really close, not by forsaking my Jesus but I was fading to black. It's there for you. Just listen, it's calling.