When Jesus Came To My Door

By Grandpaw Rock

If after reading this book you feel Jesus is knocking at your door, let him in. Just get on your knees and say come in. Jesus, I’ve made a mess of things, come in and tell me what to do and I’ll do it.



I would suggest you get a bible and start reading at the gospel of John Chapter One and verse one and read a little every day, then pray, and he will tell you what you need to do!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Newman Springs Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Jan 31, 2020
• ISBN: 9781645313175

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When Jesus Came To My Door

Grandpaw Rock

Copyright © 2019 Grandpaw Rock

All rights reserved

First Edition

NEWMAN SPRINGS PUBLISHING

320 Broad Street

Red Bank, NJ 07701

First originally published by Newman Springs Publishing 2019

ISBN 978-1-64531-316-8 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-64531-317-5 (Digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter One

When He Came

To begin with I’ll start by saying that I was staying in my old trailer that I traded an 85 S-10 pick-up for, sitting on a lot that I traded a 63 Chevy pick-up for.

It was after a back injury that I’d got at a foundry where I worked, and I was strung out on pain-pills and couldn’t move without hurting. I’d played and sang in bars and nightclubs for years, since I was a teenager. Now I’m in my mid-late 30’s and as they backed off my pain medication, I went from being a weekend drunk to an everyday drunk. After 2 or 3 years of being in zombie-land my house had burned, my dad passed away of Alzheimer’s, my x and my step-mom kicked me out, we were staying in an apartment that my step-mom owned and I’d got the trailer that needed work for a temporary place to stay until we could build back. My x said I could stay in that trailer but her and the kids were not going to.

Now I was on my own except for a few friends and a few family members on my natural mom’s side of the family. A brother and a couple of cousins who had their own business and gave me some work and a place to stay till I could get the old trailer livable, they’d heard about my injury and condition and how id not only been kicked-out in that shape but had been served with a peace warrant, and being locked-up, thenhaving to bond out, then being served with a restraining order being locked-up and having to bond out again in the shape I was in you would have to know this area most everybody’s related the truth and the law doesn’t matter unless your related, my x and my kids are related to everybody not me, more on that later.

I’d work odd-jobs from time to time doing tree-work, construction, painting, whatever to make a little money to buy something to drink and some store-bought food when I didn’t have store-bought food I’d eat dandy-lion salad, poke-salad, black- berries, apples, rabbits, squirrels, catch a fish or something but something to drink was priority # 1 for a couple of years, some neighbors moved and had a yard full of chickens and told me I could have them, I would throw some feed out in the yard every morning and they hung around and I had chicken a couple times a week for several months.

After a couple of years of being a full -time drunk I tried to back-off on the alcohol and realized it was not going to be that easy, it got to where I couldn’t sleep at night without having some whisky after drinking beer all day…

Then I was laying in bed one night trying to pass-out and hearing voices of people that I knew were dead calling my name, when I remembered that God that I heard about in Sunday school when I was a kid the one that created everything, the one that said, let there be light and there was, the one that parted the red sea for mosses etc…and I said; God if your real and your still there I really need you to help me, please make the voices stop, I’ve got nowhere else to go and I can’t take this anymore, then all of a sudden I mean boom just like that the voices stopped. It got quite the crickets and Katy-Dids even shut-up and I slept like I hadn’t in a long time slept like a baby.

The next morning I got up and made coffee as usual, fixed an egg and cheese sandwich, id always try to eat something because I knew I didn’t need to drink on an empty stomach.

After the first cup of coffee and sandwich I got a second cup and went to the living room, knowing it was a nice day because I had already looked-out the kitchen window, it was a late summer early-fall day, sunny so I opened the front door leaving the screen storm door closed sit down in my comfortable chair to have a second cup, I’d never heard of the shroud of Turin but