Hello, My name is Dale Marie, I have enjoyed your web site. And I very much felt lead to share this story with you. I am somewhat a new Christian, although I was saved in 1988, I have come to know the Lord Jesus in a personal relationship in the past 4 years.

Most of my life has been a struggle with depression, I have tried to commit suicide so many times I lost count, I was addicted to prescription drugs and most of my days were filled with how I could kill myself. And each time I would try I would fail. I took as many as 150 aspirin to 50 pain killers at a time, but I would awake the next morning and be angry that I had failed, only to try again. To make a long story short, I was at the end of my rope so to speak, I had come in contact with a prescription drug that I knew this would be the one, I was tired of feeling all the hurt in my life, I didn't want to feel anymore.

I made one last attempt of calling out to God as I stood in the shower one morning. And pleading for him to help me, I felt something touch the top of my head and move over my entire body, and I felt a release of the depression, it was like the sun had come out. And I knew I was healed, I was on prozac at the time and the Lord told me to throw it out, I would not ever need that again. It has been 4 years and I am free of depression that plagued my life for nearly 20 years. I began sitting and praying in a quiet place, I wanted so much to see Jesus, to touch his hand and his hair, to be as close to him as I possibly could. As I sat one night in a quiet place, my mind was just on wanting to be near him. And as I sat there I could see him and my hand reaching to touch him, only to be told that I must first praise and worship him before coming to the throne. Being a new Christian I thought I had done something wrong. I didn't know about entering the throne room, I didn't know about giving our Lord praise and worship. But I soon learned that this was the way that the Lord wanted us to approach him.

I still remember how strong my will was to see him, and yes seeing him sitting there. From that moment on the Lord showed me many things, that it would take me more pages to write about them than just this one. My life was saved and I can't ever think of being without the Lord in my life, I would surely die without him.

As a youngster, I had always believed in God, as my family had a Christian upbringing. (My father was a minister in an Assemblies of God Church). When I was eight years old, my dad died as a result of leukemia. I remember as I cried in the hospital room that a comforting thought came to me with an assurance that although my dad had just died, "God would be my Father."

Yes, I thought that just because I believed in God it made me a "Christian." Yet, with a belief that God existed, I was still miserable and had a sense of emptiness within. What's worse, there was a raging anger that would flare up at the slightest provocation. When I married, in 1973, the anger would be directed toward my wife and for the first three years our marriage was a living hell, and I was the cause of it. I blamed my wife for the problems and it was evident that our marriage was falling apart.

As I came under conviction by the Holy Spirit, I realized that I needed God in my life and I would ask my wife to attend church so that we could learn more about God. My wife was an atheist, and in my claim to be a Christian, I can really see now that I was a very poor testimony to her. Finally, in my desperation and hopeless feeling, I prayed to God and said that I needed to get close to Him and wanted to straighten out my life. I told God that my wife did not believe in Him, but I did, and if it was necessary, I would divorce my wife in order to get my life straightened out with Him.

Then, one day, I received a book offer entitled, "How do we know there is a God?" As I read the book, I became excited because it had answers to many questions that I had always wondered about. My excitement became overhwelming and I went to a room where my wife was and began telling her about the book and asked if she would read it with me. I kept going on and on about God and what this book had to say to the point that it annoyed my wife and she turned and yelled, "Quit harping at me!" I then turned and walked out of the room and said, "Well, God, I guess that's your answer, I will divorce my wife."

... I had made up my mind right then and it was settled in my heart that this was God's answer. As I set the book down, I suddenly felt as if I was in a vacuum and there was a feeling of stillness and silence. I then heard the most crystal clear voice speak these words, "Ask Diane if she believes Jesus was The Son of God." Without hesitation, I returned to the room where my wife was and said, "Diane, do you believe Jesus was The Son of God?" She suddenly truned to me with a startled look on her face, raised her hand, and said to wait, that we could talk about it later.

As she recounted the incident, Diane told me that when she heard the words spoken to her, she suddenly realized that she had been denying God all along and she became aware that this was a point that she had to make a decision. She relates that it also seemed like a veil had been lifted from in front of her eyes and had the awareness that if she said, Yes, then everything would be alright; but if she said, No, then she would not have another chance to decide and God would not approach her again. Later that evening, Diane said she believed Jesus was The Son of God. We both received Jesus as Lord and Saviour as a result of God's Divine Intervention during a time of crisis in our marriage. Without a doubt, I attest to the truth that one cannot bypass Jesus. It is clear in scripture where Jesus proclaims, "I Am The Way, The Truth and The Life. No man cometh to the Father, but by Me."

May God receive the glory for His mercy in our lives and thank you for reading this testimony.

Mike Ramirez

I would like to share my testimony with all of you. On the 2nd of July 2000 my fiancee broke up with me for almost no reason at all. For the first time in my life I experienced such hurt and pain that I went to sit in the corner of my room and I cried. Right then I decided that come the next morning I am going to go to the Minister and set things right with God.

I went to the Minister and he lead me to salvation. I felt and experienced God's peace and love immediately. But when I left the counseling room of the Minister, I was extremely hungry for God's Word. The funny thing was that I was raised in a Christian home and I went to church but never did I feel the urge to read the Bible so intensely.

God was really working with me and He was healing me step by step. I have never been so close to the Holy Spirit and He revealed to me that I should be baptized. I will never forget the day that I got baptized for there in the water one lays down the old life, and you stand up new in our Lord Jesus Christ.

Now in the mean while I was praying fervently that the Lord would restore our relationship and unite my ex-fiancee and I again. I was praying with all my might, and did everything I could - I tithed, I sowed, I drew up a covenant with the Lord, I did everything ! Then one day in total desperation I cried out to God when my day for my miracle would come, and in an audible voice God said: " Before the 27th". Now I was believing that it would be before the 27th of August, but when the 27th came nothing had happened. I was so disappointed.

I went back to God and asked Him what was going on for God is not a man that He should lie ( Numbers 23:19 ). He revealed it to me that it was the 27th week of the year, so once again what I thought was that it would be before the 27th week of 2001. I was wrong again - God had already made a way.

My ex-fiancee was not the wife that God had intended me to marry, and I had to be healed first before I would be able to accept the fact that she was not the one for me. God miraculously brought together the wife that he intended for me, and she is everything I asked for ! Glory to God.

God has really blessed me with the right wife, for she too loves God more than anything. We are getting married on the 15th of September 2001 and we have both been called to do missionary work. We can't wait to work full time for the Lord, the Living God, who hears and answers our prayers ! All Glory, Praise, and Honor be to God the Father, Jesus the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

I would like to urge everyone who is single, and alone, and especially the younger generation to start praying for your perfect wife or husband. Remember that God said in Genesis 2:18 : " It is not good for man to be alone." And also remember that God is not the respector of persons - what He has done for others He will do for You !

Duane Heath.

Hello, My name is Dale Marie, I have enjoyed your web site. And I very much felt lead to share this story with you. I am somewhat a new Christian, although I was saved in 1988, I have come to know the Lord Jesus in a personal relationship in the past 4 years.

Most of my life has been a struggle with depression, I have tried to commit suicide so many times I lost count, I was addicted to prescription drugs and most of my days were filled with how I could kill myself. And each time I would try I would fail. I took as many as 150 aspirin to 50 pain killers at a time, but I would awake the next morning and be angry that I had failed, only to try again. To make a long story short, I was at the end of my rope so to speak, I had come in contact with a prescription drug that I knew this would be the one, I was tired of feeling all the hurt in my life, I didn't want to feel anymore.

I made one last attempt of calling out to God as I stood in the shower one morning. And pleading for him to help me, I felt something touch the top of my head and move over my entire body, and I felt a release of the depression, it was like the sun had come out. And I knew I was healed, I was on prozac at the time and the Lord told me to throw it out, I would not ever need that again. It has been 4 years and I am free of depression that plagued my life for nearly 20 years. I began sitting and praying in a quiet place, I wanted so much to see Jesus, to touch his hand and his hair, to be as close to him as I possibly could. As I sat one night in a quiet place, my mind was just on wanting to be near him. And as I sat there I could see him and my hand reaching to touch him, only to be told that I must first praise and worship him before coming to the throne. Being a new Christian I thought I had done something wrong. I didn't know about entering the throne room, I didn't know about giving our Lord praise and worship. But I soon learned that this was the way that the Lord wanted us to approach him.

I still remember how strong my will was to see him, and yes seeing him sitting there. From that moment on the Lord showed me many things, that it would take me more pages to write about them than just this one. My life was saved and I can't ever think of being without the Lord in my life, I would surely die without him.

God Bless you,
Dale B.

I am a analytical type person. Skeptical when it comes to things of faith (unfortunately). I was raised as a catholic (although we rarely attended church). I met my wife about five years ago (in April) and started going to her Pentecostal church. It was uncomfortable at first when they had altar calls (where they did call on us to pray for Jesus' intervention), because of the strange things that I observed. Mainly the crying and yelling perplexed me (such a deviation from my tranquil and ordered services of Catholic service). And the length! A service would last anywhere from an hour to two and a half hours! We could count on being out of the door on the dot in Catholic church!

Anyway to the point. Yesterday (02-04-01) I was praying (kneeling up front of the church) to Jesus and asking for clarity of thought and the baptism of the holy ghost (spirit) if that is what I needed. I also prayed for understanding of the experience since it weighed heavily on me that I never had felt anything in church or while praying to Jesus. I have felt in the past twinges of guilt or such when making bad decisions but I had always attributed it to my own morality. While praying others prayed with me so that I might understand and be filled with the Holy Ghost (as in Pentecost). At first I felt nothing (as I had in the past 4 years in their church), when all of a sudden I felt an energy entering me, my lips started stammering (sorry for using the bible description but it fits) and I felt this overwhelming wellness which is indescribable (it was better than any high from alcohol any other earthly thing). Then I felt my body moving and my mouth making sounds (don't know or recall what was coming out of it) that I would never do while in control of myself (as I am reserved in social events). As the experience peaked my body felt heavy and I was without strength, I could not move my arms and I laid there experiencing the most profound event in my life. At that moment the emotions washed over me... I felt happy and remorseful at the same time. Happy to have had the experience (that Jesus actually acknowledged me personally) and sad that I ever doubted in the first place, and I wept (something else that I would never do in public).

Do I still think it is necessary for salvation? I don't know. I will have to pray about that one. But as for me... It surely didn't hurt. It turned this doubting Thomas into a full-fledged believer and wouldn't trade the experience for any amount of money or treasure. It has profoundly changed my outlook on life and I feel that it was necessary for me (the experience) for me to enter into the next level of relationship with our Lord Jesus Christ.

I wanted to share this with you, feel free to post it on your website (if you wish), feel free to comment it or debate, or question me. I would be happy to entertain your thoughts on this matter or any other subject in the Bible.

Your fellow servant in Christ,
Mike Jones

Dear Marlies,

My name is Sofia. I was reading Genesis a few nights ago, and Joseph's Egyptian name, "Zaphenath-Pane... stuck in my head...as have many other portions of the Bible. I was searching the Internet for that name, when I came across your story. At first I was just interested in finding out about the Egyptian tablet...but then I started to read your story. It made me cry, and I asked God to help strengthen me.

I am just starting out as a Christian and am taking my first steps (with God's guidance & patience) to become bold in the Word and to witness to people about Christ. Your boldness is an inspiration. Last month, God revealed to me that I must have my heavenly "wedding" (conversion and baptism) before my earthly one (if there is to be one...although I am not currently seeing anyone). This went against everything I had planned for my life, but I accepted and asked for Jesus to come in to my heart. I have had the inward baptism and now would like to have the outward one. Some people have been dismayed that I wish to get baptised at any church and attend Christian churches of different denominations. It's not just about a church, but I am resolved to "first seek the kingdom of Heaven". They think I should belong to a specific church, before I try to get baptised. To me, it's not about the church - as long as they do not promote false doctrine-, it's about God (Father, Son and Holy Spirit). When speaking with these people, I'm reminded of Acts 8:26-40 where Philip is sent to a eunuch and later near some water the eunuch asks Philip if there is anything preventing him from being baptised, and Philip said 'No', so the eunuch was baptised.

With God's help last month, I began cleaning the inside of the cup as well as the outside.

I have a miracle that has happened in my life that I would like to share with you. In September 2000 at about midnight, I was sitting in a park in Chicago with Victor. Two young men approached us from behind with guns and put them to our heads. I stood up. A voice in my heart calmed me and told me not to fear, that we would be safe, but in my mind I thought that it must be wrong...this was it. The two men demanded money and pistol-whipped Victor several times in the face and head. I thought he would have his glasses smashed and broken teeth and bones from how they were hitting him. One of them told me twice to lie on the ground, which I did not do. Instead I sat back down on the park bench. The men became increasingly violent and at the moment I believed they were about to shoot Victor, I asked them not to hurt or kill him and tried to distract them by offering the camera I was carrying telling them it was very expensive and they could get a lot of money for it.I was thinking that they only way out of this is if someone else came along.

A few moments later, a man named Scott came riding by on a bike and the criminals told us not to say anything. I put my head down but made eye contact with Scott and sent a silent plea to him to help us. Then I put my hands down as if I was stopping a bike, and he stopped and asked what was going on. At that moment, one of the men said "Kill them all", and then there was a flash. I did not hear anything, but I thought a gun had gone off and I wasn't sure if Victor or Scott were shot, so I turned my back and waited for my bullet because earlier I had thought in my mind that I wanted to share the same fate. But no shots had been fired.

After the flash, the criminals ran in one direction and Victor and I in another while Scott called 911. I could not run with the shoes I had on, so I took them off and ran across the street in my bare feet. While we were waiting for the police, Scott, who was wearing a St. Peter's Cathedral T-shirt, said he has been protected by angels all his life. I was struck in my heart when I heard him say that because I had thought that too, so I asked him to repeat it to Victor. With the police, Scott, Victor, and I came back to the park minutes later to see what could be recovered. Scott was determined that we find everything right away so the healing process could begin. We found everything except one of Victor's lenses which had popped out while he was being pistol-whipped. Scott said he would return in the morning to look for Victor's lens if it was not found that night, but we still searched for a few more minutes finally in my heart I said to God, I will get down on my knees, now please let me glorify you by finding the lens while I am on my knees. I knelt down and found the lens right in front of me. Scott did not know what I had thought in my mind, but he said as I held it up, "Praise, God". Scott's exclamation made me go weak.

A few hours later Scott called us at the hotel shared an incredible story of God's love and power and asked us to read Psalm 91. While I was talking to Scott, Victor was cleaning his face. Amazingly, for all the blows dealt to him, Victor had virtually no marks. Just a small bruise on his eye and a cut lip. Scott also spoke with Victor and told us that afterwards he felt the chain he was wearing, which I believe he said had some medallions of saints on it, was burning. That night Victor asked me a question I have always dreaded being asked. He asked me if I believed in God. My mind was jumbled and I was afraid, so I said I didn't know and then said probably not, but said I have always felt protected all my life.

There is no excuse for what I said. I had forgotten that God had been with me the whole time of that event, answered all my prayers, and preserved my life and Victor's. After all that, I don't know what possessed me to say such an ignorant thing. I regret it to this day. I guess I felt that if I admitted that God had helped me, I would have to start seeking Him and put God first. Which I am in the process of doing now.

The next day, Victor and I figured out that the flash was the camera flash. Later that evening, I asked Victor's mother to read Psalm 91 to us.

I thank the Lord for his many mercies and hope to be acceptable in His eyes.

Thank you,

Sofia Subonj

Sometimes, because you have something missing in your life, you do things to compensate. That's what happened to me.

I am a 22 year old woman who has been saved since I was eight years old. Over the past 7 years, my life has been slowly going downhill due to circumstances all around me: my mother being diagnosed with anorexia/OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) / major depression, the "loss" of my father through his withdrawing from our family, quitting college because of depression, endless relationships with men that ended in tragedy. I remember for some time, due to the influence of my mother, I was very conscious of my weight and appearance. I always looked at the girls around me, comparing myself to them. Somehow, through the constant viewing, comparing, looking, I found myself becoming interested in women.

I remember, at college, "having" to watch the Ellen "coming out" episode. At that time, I had NO IDEA that I had homosexual feelings, but something was at work within me, and it was a dangerous thing. I left school after 1 1/2 years due to major depression. I could not concentrate in school, and there were two guys that I had dated that went there, and I couldn't take the stress.

When I returned home, something inside me made me post an ad on the Internet. I met *Sarah, a lesbian not too far from me. She was looking for someone too, like I was. I had never had a homosexual experience, and quite frankly, never considered one. I can't tell you exactly what made me "discover" my feelings for other women, but it was evident. And I didn't want to ignore it. She brought me to a gay bar, where, over the past 2 1/2 years I have spent my life. I have dated various women there, and ended up dating someone very seriously. I moved in with her after 3 months of dating, and lived with her for about four months. I was ABSOLUTELY convinced that I was gay. The Bible was wrong; I even found myself searching for books on the acceptance of Christianity and Homosexuality.

I don't know if it was the people praying for me, or God Himself, reaching out to me in His mercy, but one day I had decided to leave the lifestyle - and the club, which I had made my home. I knew EVERYONE there, and we were all a "family." I decided that on that night, I would bring my girlfriend to the bar and tell her that I could not see her anymore. I proceeded to get very drunk, knowing that I couldn't handle it sober. And, I sat down with her in a small booth in the back of the restaurant. There, I told her that I could not see her anymore, and that I needed time to think. This was one of the scariest things that I had ever done in my life. I was giving up my lover, my "family" and all of my friends...and I had to trust God...but would he deliver me?

Tears streaming down both of our faces, I could not believe, at that moment, what I was hearing. The gay bar doubled as a dance club on Saturday nights, and it was a Saturday. Out of haze, in the midst of my drunkenness, I heard the Jars of Clay song, belting through the speakers, melting my heart:

"... me up
When I'm falling
Lift me up
I'm weak and I'm dying
Lift me up
I need you to hold me
Lift me up
To keep me from drowning again."

Giving up Hypnotherapy to Serve God
The Testimony of Sherrie Marshall

Ref... Verses:

1 Cor 7:26
Mat 10:8
1 Cor 1:27-28

My name is Sherrie Marshall and I am 35 years old, happily married with 2 children. I personally became born again on Tuesday October 10, 2000. This day has already changed my life in so many wonderful ways.

On Wednesday October 24, 2000 after listening to the word of God on tape I had a bath and while doing so I experienced a revelation. The revelation was to prepare this web site and start spreading the word. I need to include this testimony in order to explain to all new believers that you don't have to be born again for years and years before you start to receive the gifts God has to offer you.

Here is my personal testimony. I had just completed a course in Certified Hypnotherapy and was very excited about getting my new business off the ground. I had already begun to put the business in motion and was starting to feel really bad about the business but the reason for this feeling was unknown to me. Most of my life I felt that there was something I was supposed to do and I could never figure out what it was. I never did not believe in God and Jesus and I always thanked them. I believe that after saving my life in 3 different life threatening situations God must have a plan for me to Glorify Him. But my problem was that I wasn't giving all of myself to God and Jesus fully so I never heard the message from God. Once I became born again and started filling my spirit continually with the Word of God (reading the Bible) the messages started to get through because my heart, soul, spirit and mind were open to receive them.

On Monday October 22, 2000 while driving home from my physio I prayed out loud to God asking him to guide me and tell me what he had planned for me to do in order to Glorify Him (of course asking these questions and all requests to God in the name of Jesus Christ Our Lord). Later that day my sister came over to do our daily Bible study reading and she seemed rather distraught. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she had a message from God for me. Well of course I was shocked and let her begin to tell her message. First she asked me if I "was ready to give myself to God and Jesus completely" and I answered "yes." Then she asked "are you willing to sacrifice and be obedient to God in what ever he asks" again I replied "yes." She then took a deep breath and began to tell what had been told to her. God told my sister that the hypnotherapy was a man made science and not of God and that I was not to proceed with this business. He then told her that he had a plan for me and that plan was to do "Divine Healing." I of course because of my faith agreed immediately to give up the business and God Bless I have a wonderful supportive husband who agreed with my decision. I believe that God has truly spoken to my sister in order for me to receive this message and I feel really Blessed to have the answer to the Calling I knew was always waiting for me.

I am presently filling my spirit with the Word of God everyday and studying anything and everything I can find about divine healing. I believe that God will provide me the necessary information and tools in order for me to glorify Him.

The testimony of Keith Longtin

On October 4, 1999 my wife was taken from me through a brutal murder for which I was later accused of committing and subsequently jailed for and informed that the State of Maryland was seeking the death penalty against me for extenuating circumstances in their case.

In June 1999 I was told I was called and anointed by God himself to preach.

It gives me great pleasure to give this testimony in the witness of God through Jesus Christ for whom I owe my life.

As earlier stated this testimony begins on October 4th, 1999 when my wife was brutally raped and murdered while I was nowhere near the rape and murder scene nor aware that any violent acts had occurred.

On October 5th I was picked up by the Prince George’s County Police and questioned for 33 hours straight about the matter and in the end the police charged me with the murder.

During the time of questioning I never admitted the murder and continued to stand firm that I had nothing to do with anything surrounding their case. I loved my wife no matter what anyone said and wanted them to believe me.

The Prince George’s County Police twisted my words and added some of their own where they saw fit and concluded that I had given them a full confession that I had in-fact given them what they needed to prosecute me to the fullest extent of the law - THE DEATH PENALTY!

I then spent Eight months in the Prince George’s County Detention Center on the charge of Murder in the First Degree - a crime I did not commit and had nothing to do with. During my stay in detention I lost everything I owned because the Police would not even let my Pastor, Pastor Randy Gurley of The Tabernacle Church, remove my personal belongings and put them in storage. This request was made shortly before they evicted me from my apartment while I was still in jail and the apartment was still a crime scene.

During this entire ordeal I feel that I was severely mistreated and that the Prince George’s County Police showed absolutely no respect for even the dead - my dead wife! I thought what kind of demons are these people who affix their minds on one thing and loose sight of all other possibilities? - why won’t they believe me and look for the real culprit? - I only knew that I had to make my stand with Jesus.

I continually prayed that Jesus would lead the police to the real culprit of this heinous crime and that He grant me the strength to endure my loss, my pain, my ill feelings, my resentment, etc…

Then finally my walk with the Lord paid off - I was free - they let me out of jail - but why? - the guards never told me anything - they just came and got me and told me to pack my things that I was being released on June 12th, 2000.

On November 17th, 2000 I was informed that the State of Maryland had dropped all charges against me and that they had conclusive DNA evidence against another person and had made another arrest in the case.

This is only a small portion of my testimony. I have more for God’s glory on this. All I had was the word of God and through His grace I stood on it. God spoke to me! He revealed Himself to me in His word. He delivered me from the mouth of the lion. In the name of Jesus, Amen!

Keith A. Longtin

God’s Warrior (One of Many)

MY TESTIMONY OF GOD'S AMAZING GRACE - SHELIA HOLCOMB

Before I begin my testimony I feel it is important to give you some information on my childhood, so you will be better able to understand some of the decisions I made in my life, however stupid they may have been. When I was born my mother was only fifteen years old and now years later and after I went through the process of forgiveing her and working through a lot of things, I am now able to look at her life through her eyes to try to understand better how she must have felt. This is some advice from some very wise council, I was told by this person that I could maybe forgive easier if I try to see her life through her eyes and not the eyes of a hurt child, you know what it worked I can understand her more clearly now. She was not mature enough to take care of herself much less a baby. So she would send me here and there to whoever would be willing to take me at that particular time, most of the time it was my grandmother, several times throughout my life she would decide that she wanted me back and she would come and uproot me again. I never really knew any stability in my life and I always felt as if no one really loved me or wanted me.

Then at the age of nine she came and got me and took me away from my grandmother which really at this point of my life was the only mother I ever know and I was very attached to her, anyway she took me to Illinois where she lived, by now she had remarried and she had two more children by this man. He hated me and the only reason I could think of was basically because I was not his. Now this was not my fault although I blamed myself for years. He started just physically abusing me but then it changed at the age of nine he raped me and he told me he would kill me if I ever told anyone, I was very young and scared, this went on until I was thirteen and I finally told my mother, she did't believe me, actually nobody believed me. Finally I just let it drop and I buried all those feelings of anger and hate for years, that has now been dealt with and forgiven and it is under the precious blood of Jesus, Praise God. I told my mother that I wanted to go back to Memphis to live with my grandmother and she said alright because I was causing her to much trouble anyway.

Now my grandmother was now remarried and I resented him taking my grandmother's time and I was awful to him. My grandmother finally with to the courts and told them I was out of hand and she just could not handle me any longer, so they removed me and placed me in a foster home, the home I went to was wonderful but at the time I could not see that, all I could see was that I wanted my grandmother nomatter the cost so I ran away. They called my bluff and as a ward of the State of Tennessee I was placed in a Catholic all girls reform school for three and a half years. Now I look back and I can honestly say it was one of the best things that ever happened to me. But at that time all I could see was that I was totally alone, unloved and unwanted in this great big world.

Now I will jump ahead some. In 1987 I lost my own three children to their father and I totally lost it. I turned heavily to alcohol and eventually that turned into crack and cocaine. By this time I had lost everything including my dignity as I had turned to prostitution to support my drug habit. I was arrested several different times on various charges but I was never convicted and I never served any time and I know God was taking care of me even back then in my sin, He saw what I would be one day in Him. I Give GOD all the PRAISE, HONOR AND GLORY for that.

Salvat... roaming and my drugs had taken me to many places but on December 20,1990 my life changed and so did I from the inside out, praise God, on this day I found myself at the 76 Truckstop in Little Rock, Arkansas, I was hitchhiking trying to get home to Memphis, Tennessee where I did most of my growing up and where my grandparents live. I was walking into the truckstop when I had an inspiration to turn and walk straight to the fuel islands, there were many drivers there getting fuel but I was led to one particular driver, his name was John, I walked over and asked him if he was going east, he said yes so I asked him if he could give me a drive to Memphis, it was only 124 miles and he agreed to help me out. Now I had not eaten in a couple of days and he asked if I was hungry and he took me in to the resturant and bought me something to eat. The entire time we spent together eating and driving he just began to share Jesus Christ with me. He told me Christ could and would set me free if I was willing, He would give me a new life without all the pain and turmoil I was living in. Of course being a christian does not eliminate us from pain, trials and tribulation but with Christ in our hearts He will give us the strength to wothstand even in the worst times. I began to tell John about my life and he still said Christ was the answer for it all. So 124 miles later even before we reached Memphis I had made a decision and given my heart to Christ and decided to live for Him.

I also had made another decision, I told John I was going to marry him, we were both single but he laughed and said the only way you will ever marry me is if God allows it, well about four months later on April 25,1991 we joined our lives together in matrimony in Las Vegas, Nv. The day we met John continued to tell me all about God and he shared with me that God had called him to drive a truck and to minister on the road to the lost, truckdrivers, drug addicts, alcoholics, prostitutes, homeless people, anyone who was down and out. I continued with him in that ministry until July 2000 when God spoke to us and told us to come down to Lincoln, Alabame where we could help Pastor Shirley James in her ministry and church, we are an outreach to the lost and hurting. John is from Digby, Nova Scotia and we lived up there for almost ten years until we moved here. We have a music ministry as well as word ministry, I will travel anywhere I am asked to give my testimony and we both preach and teach. God has really been good to us and it is to His glory that I am writing this if one soul is reached it is worth everything.

... Restored

I had destroyed my voice by smoking and drugs and I told God if He would restore and heal my voice that I would sing for Him the rest of the days of my life and He has done exceedingly and abundantly above all that I could ask or think. He has also gifted both my husband and myself with the gift of writing, we have both written many songs and I continue to sing them for they are God's songs I only held the pen. It does not matter where you are, Christ will come to you and meet you if you are willing to let your life go and let Him be God of and in your life.

When I first got delivered of the drugs the doctors convinced me that I had done massive damage to my nervous system and to my body, I am sharing this because some of you may be going through this and need help. They had me on nerve pills, pain pills and sleeping pills among others, again I was a walking zombie. I just went from illegal drug addictions to perscription drug addictions, but since coming to Alabama I have now been delivered of that too Praise God it feels so wonderful to be free. This is a process and it may take some time for healing but it is worth every mile.

Healed of a Bowel Condition

I have had so many miracles in my christian life as I am a walking miracle myself but one really stands out to me and I would like to share this with you. About three or four years ago I was diagnosed as having an incurable bowel condition, the doctors were not even sure of what it was exactly but they had come to the conclusion that with ulcers all through my body and many in my bowel system, they said they wanted to do surgery and remove a fifth of my bowel. I said no I am going to get prayer for this and I believe God is going to heal me. They went ahead and scheduled me for another scope a few days after Christmas.

So a few days later on Christmas Eve I called a friend of ours over in anoter Province and asked him to pray for me, he said alright but he would call me back in a few minutes, he had to get to a phone in private, it being Christmas Eve he had a house full of people. By the time he called back I had got togeter about ten of the Bibles that were at our house and laid them on the floor in a circle opened and I placed one in the middle of the circle opened and I knelt on that one and I told him to pray.

When he prayed for me the fire of God hit me and went through me, I had such a peace come over me. I went over to the bed and laid down and went to sleep ( now Adam was put into a deep sleep in Genesis when God removed the rib to create woman) God did the same for me, a deep sleep came over me so God could perform healing surgery, I slept for seventeen hours and John came in to check on me he wanted to make sure I was ok, because before this I was bleeding quite badly and he was concerned, he could feel such heat eminating from my body he knew it was God so he left me in the Lord's hands. When I work up I knew without a doubt that I was healed and I just praise God again. I had been on $400 a month medication and I went in the kitchen and put every bit of it in the trash and I have not had any of those problems since that day.

Again I can't say enough it is all for the glory of God that I am here and my life is what it is today, for without Christ we are nothing but through Him we are Joint Heirs with Him. He is our Deliverer, Savior, Helper, and Healer and any problem wee may have is never to great for Him to help us, we just have to take it to Him and get rid of it.I thank God for His Power is still healing, still saving and still delivering, He is good all the time. I have made my mistakes and I have even fell off the wagon a few times but God loves us and if we truly repent and confess our sins He is faithful and just to forgive us and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

GOD BLESS AND KEEP YOU ALL. I GIVE FULL PERMISSION TO ANYONE WHO CAN USE THIS TESTIMONY TO COPY IT AND GIVE IT OUT OR SHARE IT PUBLICALLY BUT PLEASE GIVE THE GLORY TO GOD, THANK-YOU LOVE AND PRAYERS YOUR BROTHER AND SISTER IN CHRIST.

JOHN & SHELIA HOLCOMB
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