When his young wife left him, he became a heavy drinker. Distraught, he joined an Indian tribe. There, he drank so much liquor, he earned the nickname, “Big Drunk.” He lost an election for the Tribes Council because his drinking had become so wild.
Later, he learned that a congressman had accused him of corruption in his dealing with Indians. The charges were false, and he became so angry, he confronted the congressman in public and beat him mercilessly with a cane.
The United States House of Representatives tried him on charges of assaulting a congressman. The congressman sued him and the court awarded the injured man $500. Instead of paying, the aggressor fled to Mexico.
While in Mexico, he became dissatisfied with the government and became part of a movement to secede from the country. War ensued, but he and his fellow rebels won. A military hero, he was elected president of the new Republic.
Later, his country became part of the United States. He was elected senator and governor. Citizens of his state so respected him, they chose to name a city that was to become the fourth largest in the United States after him.
I find it fascinating that the citizens of Texas never gave up on Sam Houston. Like God, they forgave and allowed this man to become what he was capable of being.
I think the church should be like that.
Hebrews 11 is full of people who made terrible mistakes, some habitually, yet, they were cited for those moments they demonstrated faith in God. And God used them.
No one will ever fall so low that God will refuse to use him.
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