In 1982 I was three years old in the spirit, a baby, did not know very much. I made my living being a painter of houses inside and out and had no clue as to the spirit of things because I was trained as stupid just like all other people in America at that time.
I had a pickup truck in my front yard at the time with paint supplies in the back of the truck, ladders, tarps, rollers, buckets and all things painter.
I always went to work at seven in the morning. But one day I slept late and did not leave the house at seven, but instead heard a knock at the door at seven.
It was a Mexican male about the same age as me, and he asked me for a "job" and he said he saw my paint supplies in the truck and "needed" a job??
At this time in my life I was full of hate toward Mexican nationals because they were coming into America and taking jobs that I was doing and I was prejudice towards them as a people.
Now if you claim to be spiritual you cannot hate people, as I hated this Mexican, because he was after my job??? And my wife was real nice to him and asked him in to have a cup of coffee with us and that really made me mad as my prejudice was evident.
I told the man I could not hire him, and I would take him anywhere he wanted to go and he said take me downtown which was 2 miles away. I took him downtown and as soon as I got back, I heard the spirit inside say to me Hebrews 13:1, which says,
Let brotherly love continue, be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unaware.
I was shown just how the Mexican was an angel, and how I hated him at the time and because of my hate I failed the test of God as it compared to being a good person?????
What an asshole I was. What a great lesson to have your balls kicked in, by the spirit. And how telling it is to be seen as a racist, as I was that day.
My life was never the same after that and to this day I do not hate anyone from any culture. That broke me from sucking eggs, and I love all people.
If God loves you he will kick you in the nuts.