I was a young bride, 17 years old. We had four sons in six years I was restless, angry, and had trust issues. This made my early years of marriage like a soap opera. Our sons lived with verbal abuse from me being the angry person that I was. My husband was an active alcoholic…
It took a death to turn my life around I’m the oldest of four sibling. My parents divorced when I was 8 years old making my mom’s plate full working outside of the home & caring for four small children. Our family didn’t go to church however our neighbors took us. At eleven I accepted…
It was during a special service at our church, a revival, that I heard the question, “What has changed in your life since you trust Jesus Christ”? I had already been baptized, was a very active church member and a leader of my age group, but none of these things made me trust Jesus instead…
Growing up in Western Pennsylvania, my parents were not at that time members or attendees of any church. I was essentially an only child, with little adult supervision, as Dad worked in the steel mill (and in his off-time was in the many bars between the mill and home) and Mom was sick and inattentive….
I accepted Christ at a very young age (7) and have been perusing Him ever since. I have had times of highs and lows, marrying my husband having my kids (high), watching my mom battle cancer and pass away (very low), but I have always loved Jesus and have been involved in church from childhood (thanks to…
I was raised in the Baptist faith and at age 10 I was saved. That is, when others in my Sunday school class went forward to be baptized, so did I. Four years later I left the church. Sometime in the next 40 years, anger began to overtake my life. I was angry with everybody and…
When she met my father in Honolulu Hawaii, my mother was on assignment with the Southern Baptist Foreign Missionary Board. My father was a submarine sonar man in the U.S. Navy. This was around 1947 and before Hawaii became a state (August 1959). To marry my dad, she had to give up her SBFMB commission…
For the first 50 years of my life, I was a Catholic — baptized as a child, went to catechism, and followed the traditions. But rarely read the word of God. Week after week, I would attend mass… but NO ONE told me to pick up the bible and read! Really, I can’t honestly tell…
