This I Know (Song)

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“My Beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.” – Song of Solomon 2:16

Not long after meeting Miguel in Mexico, Mike and I shared with him how we are Christians and asked, “Miguel, do you know Jesus Christ as your personal Saviour?” Pausing with a smile, he looked up and said, “This I know – that I am His.” He continued to tell the story of his life:

“As a teenager, I began to drink and take drugs. Mom tried to help me clean up my life but to no avail. Then, I began to steal from her because I needed money for drugs. She finally had to kick me out of the house. The next twenty-seven years of living on the streets was harsh and cruel.” Lifting his shirt, Miguel showed us a scar from where someone had shot him in the stomach. Then, another horrific scar across his neck where someone else slit his throat and left him for dead. Rubbing his scar across his neck, he continued:

“Should have died from those vicious attacks, but someone saw me laying in the street and helped me get medical care. After recovering, I ended up back on the streets only to continue in a life of despair. Years passed and one morning, after arising from another sleepless night on a park bench, I thought of how sad my life had been because of drugs and alcohol. Weeping, I fell to my knees and began crying out to God, ‘LORD, if you are real, please help me!’ I wept on my knees for hours begging God to help me. Broken and destitute, I heard one of my drug buddies hollering at me, ‘Miguel, you are going to starve and freeze to death if you don’t get help. You need to go to that Christian house.’ I stumbled to my feet and began walking in the direction in which he was pointing. Coming to a crossroads, I asked a lady at a laundry mat if she happened to know where the Christian house was. Looking at my helpless state she replied, ‘Do you know someone who needs to go there?’ With my head down I answered, ‘I have a friend.’

“She then pointed me in the right direction. When I arrived, the pastor came and stood before me. I humbly asked, ‘How much does it cost for a meal?’ The pastor did not answer, but instead, with compassion in his eyes, he just put his arms around me and gave me a hug saying, ‘You are home now.’ ” Tears began to stream down Miguel’s face as he continued: ”Could not remember the last time that I had been hugged. Pastor then made sure that I got clean clothes and a hot meal. Afterwards, he shared the gospel with me, and I asked Jesus Christ to forgive me and save me. Now, I know that I am a child of God – I know that I am His. Not only am I saved, but I am free from drugs and alcohol. Also, I now have a wife, family, and a home.”

Moved by Miguel’s testimony, that night I began to write the music and words to “This I Know.”