Police Stories

Salvation under the radar

As we start, it might be good for the reader to know that probably every story I will tell you of salvation has been under the radar except for God Himself. No one really hears about it or knows about it. So here we go..

I was asked to speak to officers which is more difficult than to recruits because they are older, more experienced, and they are definitely hardened officers. Many of them have turned to addictive things to help them deal with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Most of them don't even know they have PTSD. I was standing with the commander of a base, somewhere in Central America (it is a base that at some point in America's history our marines attacked and overtook. Now we are allies). It was about 9:00 am and from the tarmac I can see acres of openness surrounded by a jungle wall so thick that it's just not worth the money to build a road through it.

At this point I had no idea how many officers I was going to talk to (I was thinking about 10 to 20 officers). As I looked across the openness, I saw row after row after row of marching officers coming our way, more than 1500! At first it didn't register that these were the people I'd be addressing. Actually I was busy taking pictures of them because it was majestic and beautiful to see that many people walking in complete unity. As they got near, I put my camera up and stood by the Colonel. He said, "These are the men that you are going to be talking to".

There were between 1,500 and 2,000 officers! It took me one full week speaking five times a day to get through all the officers. We were in a subtropical area and everything was done outside in the subtropical sun. Man! That can really wore me out! Walking around in the mud and water, mosquitoes etc. it just wasn't the best conditions for speaking.

The first group that I spoke to was just like I described earlier; hardened and didn't want to be there. They were there because they were ordered to be there. As time drew near, I became more anxious and started wondering "what in the world I was going to talk to them about?" I know they had heard evangelists before and knew about Jesus. They knew I was a pastor-so what's going to be different? (By the way, I was asked to be there because of the lack of success of the people who preceded me.) The Colonel who is second highest in command is a Christian and was actually shot during the invasion of the U.S. and he knew these men needed help.

At this time, I began to ask questions that have become the familiar questions I ask all around Central America. One of them is "how many people in here have killed someone?" It was a hard question to ask and I don't know why I asked. I think, at first that it jolted everybody, but slowly one by one hands began to come up, to the point where I was getting overwhelmed, and so were the police officers who were with me from the US. They were beginning to be physically moved by how many officers raised their hands. So I asked another question "how many of you know someone that has been shot or killed?" Everyone raised their hand. I realized right then I walked into an arena that only God could get me through. He was the only hope for those men as they began their journey of healing; dealing with the things that have gone on in their lives. They were coming to the realization that they could be saved and the realization that salvation is free. I started to ask more questions because I knew with the questions I had just asked there had to be a lot of darkness in their lives. As I began to talk to them about where they lived, there came a point where I shared that I'd just come from another country next to theirs, and the day I left seven officers had committed suicide. That statement was a turning point where they could no longer restrain their emotions (which is good but it creates a whole different mess). What do you do with 400 officers that are beginning to feel and allow things to come out? That's when I let them know that they could be saved and that Jesus could live inside them and that all they had to do was believe that Jesus is the Son of God and that He's the Savior of the world. He became the Savior of the world through the finished work of the cross. Most of these men have been told they can't be saved because they have killed someone. Most Honduran churches teach that if you carry a gun you cannot be saved.

They are familiar with the story of Christ but no one has ever told them they can be saved and they don't have to put down their guns or change careers to have the security of going to heaven. The bible teaches there is nothing we can do in ourselves that would make us righteous enough to get into heaven. It teaches that we are all sinners and are in need of a Savior to redeem us from the punishment of our sin. The Bible puts us all in the same boat. The grace of God is so powerful that these men began to cry and weep; there were only ten men in the first session that did not acknowledge that they received the free gift through Jesus Christ by faith.

These ten or so men, made it very clear that they weren't going to. One of the strange things in my line of work is that all people I reach out to all carry guns. There are times they have a look in their eyes that says just the thought of a God loving them enough to save them is so inviting to the deepest part of their souls, that to take that risk to believe it and it not to be true, would kill them. There are moments while I am talking that some would like to kill me because I am telling them something they want so bad it's indescribable. They have a belief system that tells them they can't have it. That's a living hell! In their unbelief they start to hate the messenger but love the message. Now multiply that by ten thousand! That's just one angle the evil one uses to trap them in so they don't ever believe. The reason I say this is when I am in a third world country where the country itself has no hope, and the people that are leading have no hope, and you bring in the Hope of all hopes – the message is either going to pierce their heart or it's going to pierce the pain they already have within them. They see me as the one causing this extreme pain. In other stories I will expose more of this and other tactics that the evil one uses to keep people enslaved.

At the end of the week 95% of those officers received Christ. For most, it was the first time they were able to receive love and to feel it through Jesus Christ. It changed their whole demeanor without changing their circumstances. Their salvation was "under the radar".

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A look at a police officers life under the radar

In Honduras, most police officers are poorly trained, most police officers don’t wear a vest and have never fired their weapons, and most police officers don’t have a motor cycle or vehicle to drive. To make matters worse, they are placed in various spots in the city which leave them very vulnerable to the gangs. Their work is grueling and they work long hours.

The police are more like the army. They don’t like to be associated with the army, but the way the police dept. is managed no different than when they join the military. They own them so they can work them to the point where they are experiencing sleep deprivation. They are not counseled on how to deal with the daily, horrible things that they see and experience. There is sufficient teaching on how to resist corruption yet there is great pressure to do so. In some places they are corrupt and “that’s just the way it is”. Finally they are underpaid and under trained (as I mentioned).

It is a fact that corruption is high amongst the police department. It’s been told to me from several different high ranking police officials and government officials, that the fingers of corruption have touched everyone to one degree or another. That’s also frightening because the training is vigorous and hard and the academy facilities are run down, (it would be more fit for putting low risk criminals in their living quarters). It is difficult to keep a cadet in good spirits. It’s almost impossible for most except for those that have come from far worse conditions. In saying this I am not knocking down the Honduran police. I wouldn’t consider this writing negative towards them. It’s what I have experienced, seen and been involved in the last seven or eight years. Well, that’s a day in the life of a recruit, and a little bit about a day in the life of a police officer. More to come…

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