Testimonies

Hello. My name is James Adair. I am a born again Christian, but I always wasn’t. I have lived most of my life for the glory of self and dabbling in the devils work. I was raised in a Bible preaching, Bible believing Church, but when I got to the age of about 12 or 13 I stopped going to Church because it just wasn’t doing anything for me and I guess deep down I really didn’t believe the things that were said in Church. Well, on Christmas morning of 2001 my world was flipped upside down. My father passed away from a drug overdose. He had 4 or 5 fentanyl 100mg patches on him and it caused his heart to fail. When this happened I completely turned my back on the Lord. I started looking to my grandfather as the lead male figure in my life, but he taught me things that I shouldn’t have known as a young teen. I started smoking marijuana on a regular basis at 13 and started to not care about school, anything, or anybody. I was very distant from my family and just lived in my world. I started wearing all black, painted my fingernails black, wore rings on every finger, wore a pentagram necklace around my neck, and kept my hair dyed black. I was into very depressing, rage induced music because I was always angry. I started selling drugs for a man that live in my neighborhood and eventually started doing them. At the age of 15 I was snorting oxycodone, oxycontin, percocet, and hydrocodone. I was fully engaged into a world of despair. My grandfather passed away the year I started doing this and that just fed my anger and gave me something else to feed my addiction. I started hanging out with nothing but drug dealers and users. By the age of 18 I was smoking crack, black tar heroin, and taking liquid methodone. After high school, I tried working, but I couldn’t keep a job because it got in the way of business that I had to do. I remember very distinctively the summer after graduation when I was going to these mining classes to become an underground coal miner and I had an overdose driving on the way back home after class. I had taken a mixture of pills and began vomiting on myself, drove off the road into a ditch, opened my door and started vomiting outside hanging out the door because the seatbelt wouldn’t let me roll out. When I finally came to myself, I just drove home like nothing had happened even though I knew that I had overdosed. I started taking a man I knew to the doctor because he would give me half of his prescription for helping him and his dealing business. He would give me 30 hydrocodone 10mg pills and I would have them ingested within 2 or 2 ½ days. My body began needing these drugs just to feel normal and I began using a drug called methylenedioxypyrovalerone or what we would call methedrone. I had an obsession with this drug. It was more powerful than anything I had ever tried. It gave me euphoric feeling that I just couldn’t explain. I started stealing money, dirt bikes, air compressors, and anything I could get my hands on just to feed my addiction. I have had my life threatened and should be in prison for the things I have done. I would sell anything of mine just to get my fix. I had no hope and nothing anyone would say to me or anything people would do to try and help me would work. God Himself had to intervene in my life to open my eyes. I had tried to help myself and quit doing these things on my own but the devil had such a grip on me I couldn’t get loose. During all of this I would deny that there was a God or if there was He didn’t care about me. Well, something spiritual happened in my life where He proved His existence to me. After this gratifying experience I knew He was real and I had to do something to get a hold on Him. I still was doing the same things and didn’t wake up instantly. One day after this experience I had taken way to much methedrone. I was laying in bed in the upstairs of my grandmas’ house and like a car before it dies begins to spit and sputter, my heart began to do the same. I knew in this moment I was dying. It felt as if my soul was slowly leaving my body and I didn’t even have the strength to speak or move an inch. I needed help. Somehow I gained the strength (by will alone) and rolled out of bed and asked God to spare my life. I told Him that I would start seeking Him and really try to find Him if He would just save my life. He did. He didn’t save my soul in this moment, but He kept me from dying and falling into everlasting torment without Him. After this, I kept my word and began reading the Bible, going to Church, and listening to music that would minister to my spirit. I still wasn’t clean, but I was making a big improvement. I remember I was sitting at my computer looking up Christian music to play along with because I am guitarist and I came across this rapper called Lecrae. I was completely blown away by the way He described Jesus and how he explained being completely free when you know Jesus personally. I could relate with things he talked about in his music. I started making riffs behind his music and letting his words minister to me. I couldn’t believe that I had come across Christian rap that had the great sound and beats like mainstream rap, but spoke the complete truth about life and how we should live it. The way he delivered it blew me away. I knew he was for real and wasn’t fake like most rappers who are out just to get money and build their own ego. I give a lot of respect to Lecrae because his music is what helped save me. I had been going to Church, reading my Bible, and listening to Christian Rap for about 4 or 5 months when one night on October 19, 2010 at 2:27 in the morning, while I was playing along with Take Me As I Am by Lecrae that the power of the Holy Ghost fell on me and I completely collapsed, dropped my guitar in the floor, fell on my knees and give my heart and life to Jesus Christ. I didn’t say the normal sinners prayer where you asked forgiveness for your sins and ask Him to become the Lord of your life, but rather I said 4 words that transformed me……”Lord, I give up.” When those words came from my lips I felt all these burdens and things I was dealing with and things I had done in my life become obsolete. It was like everything I had done and everything I was carrying around was lifted from my shoulders. I was completely free and I was born again. After that my life did a complete turnaround. I started   witnessing to anyone and everyone I could, telling them about the Man who can take a nobody, turn them into somebody, who can tell everyone about Someone who can save anybody. I started participating in Church and doing whatever I could to build the Kingdom of Heaven. Eventually in late January of 2011 the Lord called me into His ministry to preach the infallible Word of God. I started doing so and He has brought me to places and given me the people to start my own ministry. He is such a great God and there is nothing I can do to repay Him for everything He has done for me. Glory be to the Lord who saved a wretch like me.
 
James Adair
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Pastor and Founder of It Is Finished Ministry