I really don't know how to start, so I'll begin by praising God, our Father! He gave us his Son, as a sacrifice for sin, of which I have committed many. He lay down his life on that rough, bloody, and rugged cross, so that I might have eternal life. All I had to do was believe. And I believe!
On January 5, 2001, I was at home in Wisconsin. Sometime in the early morning hours, I started screaming in terrible pain. I was having great difficulty breathing. The diagnosis was that I had blockage in my right leg which caused an aneurysm in my aorta. It totally split my aorta in half from the top to the bottom.
I don't remember very much after I got to the hospital. I was told that the doctor who examined me tried to transfer me to a hospital in Milwaukee, but they refused to take me. I believe that God provides for us in every situation. An ambulance driver was there and had been waiting for about three hours. He told the doctor that he would take me to the University Hospital in Madison.
A Purpose for My LifeAs soon as I arrived, I was immediately taken to surgery. In the recovery room after the surgery, I actually died for a couple of minutes. I truly believe that God breathed his own breath back into me because he has a purpose for my life. If not, I would not be here.
The doctor told my family that if the ambulance driver had been just five minutes later, there would not have been anything that he could have done to save me.
A Reason to PraiseNow I can't help but testify. I know that I know that I know, that Jesus is Lord, forever and ever. He reigns. He sits at the right hand of the Father and he lives! I cannot praise him enough. There are not enough words in any earthly language to give him the honor and glory that belongs to him.
It's difficult now to express how much Jesus means to me. He is my Savior, my friend, my advocate. He is my all in all, the lover of my soul, my everything!
My name is Trace. I was brought up in an emotionally abusive home. My mother was dominant and abusive, and my father was very meek. They moved to Florida when I was very young and I started to experience total rejection from other boys. In fact, I was beaten every day by boys at school.
How I Came to Faith in Jesus
It was so bad, I had to be escorted around school for my protection. I was called terrible names and even urinated on. I had no idea why this was happening to me.
I began to live secluded in my room, listening to KISS records. I managed to get through school and came to terms with being gay. I soon embraced the gay world, but I had also met some Christians at work. They talked me into attending a three-night revival at their church. I hated it, but on the last night something happened. It was as if a fog lifted and I saw the truth. That night I ran to the altar and accepted Jesus Christ as Lord.
How My Faith Has Made a Difference
Soon I moved in with a Christian family and started a Christian rock band. Things were great for a little over a year. But then I fell in love with a male band member and our pastor made a sexual approach on me. I ran back into the arms of the world.
That's when my life got really bad. I became addicted to sex ... from restrooms and truck stops. Then I found cocaine and used every week. I also desired to be on stage, so I created an alter ego named "Coma," a satanic drag queen. This image took off and I was on TV and toured the country.
I still talked to the Lord. I never rejected him. I just wanted to do things my way ... big mistake! I would attend churches here and there, but made no commitment. I got arrested for felony drug possession, both my parents died, my best friend died, and I found out I was HIV positive.
I continued with more drug use and more performing. I had become a star in the gay community. But with no family, I felt totally alone and very unhappy. I attempted suicide seven times. I ended up homeless. I lost everything. I was put in a group home and then found out I had full blown AIDS ... and cancer.
I was able to get on disability and get my own tiny apartment. It seemed like God was restoring me. But, I started performing and using drugs again.
Then I found a church called Calvary Chapel and attended a few times. Some people reached out to me, but I couldn't let go of the world. One night, I woke up at 3 a.m. and felt God saying, "Now. I want all of you, now. This is it."
I wrestled with the Lord all night and finally gave in. My transformation back to him had begun. It was as if I had truly been awakened from a coma. I stopped performing and started attending Calvary Chapel.
The gay community which once loved me, now hated me. I lost all of my friends and even received death threats.
The Lord started to reveal himself to me, and I was very hungry and hurting. God did several miracles in my life as he became more and more real. My health improved. The cancer stopped growing and the AIDS is now undetectable in my blood. I have a beautiful apartment and a Christian family gave me a car. Our God is so awesome.
I can't say it's been easy since I surrendered all. There are still temptations and I do spiritual warfare every day.
I have decided to pick up my cross and follow him. I have not looked back once to the life I once had. I really don't miss it at all. The desire for drugs was completely removed from me.
Every believer has a story, and this is just the tip of my iceberg, but I want people to know this: No matter what you've done or how wicked you've been, Christ is there for you.
I had to get to the point where Jesus was all I wanted. I had to make the choice to lay it all down at the foot of the cross.
All my life i have been searching for something to fill a hole deep inside me.Although raised in going to church,baptized many times etc.,even that didnt work.EVERYTHING i tried to fill this hole with(alcohol,cocaine,pornography womenizing,burglary,gambling,and prescription drugs, doctor shopping,)ALL of this left the hole unfilled.
BUT,despite my many suicide attempts,prison and jail stays, 3 dui`s,death threats,and mental health facilities,JESUS had a plan for me ,kept me alive for such a time as this.hopeless and homeless,living in the woods for many years at a time,even graduating from rehab facilities,christian and secular,JESUS was patient with me.
FIRST PENTECOSTAL CHURCH of PALM BAY,fl.found me and gave me a chance to change my life.2 years ago this began when JESUS really saved me,(FROM MYSELF)i started going to church faithfully,still living in the woods.Some people from church started trusting me enough to come in their yards and pull weeds for them.by this time i had quit drinking the wine i was making in the woods.a lady asked me if i could cut grass and i said yes.she let me use her push mower to cut her two yards.word got around about this hopeless, homeless, mans abilities and many people started asking me to work for them .i was blown away.along this time i met a lady at a home fellowship group of our church,and became friends .iwas still in the woods.
SHIRLEY LET ME get cleaned up at her house and i was greatful.i had a problem now.work but no transportation.THE LADY THAT ORIGINALLY let me cut her grass with her mower loaned me her mower to use, and SHIRLEY was the transportation.started with a push mower in SHIRLEYS trunk of her car to now having almost 35 accounts,and two trailers,two riding mowers,etc.oh yeah,IASKED SHIRLEY TO MARRY ME .SHE said yes.oh happy day in two years time JESUS HAS SAVED ME ,married me,prospered me, trusted me,and HE gets the glory.THIS TESTIMONY IS FOR THOSE DOWN AND OUT,that think JESUS is not big enough to set them free and return what the devil stole from them.JESUS GETS THE GLORY.