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Are you needing a change in your life? Are you searching for something and you don't know what it is? Do you need peace and contentment? Let me tell you how I found the answers to all these questions.
I am sending you a copy of my testimony, because God has put it on my heart to reach out to others who are in need. I am praying that when you read this that the Lord will touch your heart, and show you how God can take a "filthy rag" of a sinner (like me), and make them into a new creature, and use them for the glory of God.
"Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature; old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new." (II Cor. 5: 17)
I am a born again Christian that God delivered from alcohol, drugs, rock music, the occult, adultery, etc.
Since my twenties, my life had consisted of: being a go-go dancer in a bar, adultery, trying to commit suicide, marrying for the second time and getting a divorce once more, dancing, drinking, and playing pool in bars. I was fascinated with the occult, I didn't know Jesus and the power of prayer.
In May, 1982, I married for the third time, and in November, 1983, I had my second child. However, my pot smoking increased, and I started doing other drugs. Also, we started selling pot for profit. During this time, I went to church a few times. When I did go, my eyes would fill with tears and my hands would shake so hard when I held a song book that once my mother asked me if I was cold. Because of this, I quit going to church.
After this, when my husband and I would get stoned, I kept feeling like someone was watching me. Sometimes, I would look all through the house to see if someone was there. "The eyes of the Lord are in every place, beholding the evil and the good." (Proverbs 15:3)
I guess it was November or December l985 that I started praying for God to change my life. But I was always stoned when I prayed. I would always promise God that I would quit smoking and that I would try to change, but I never kept that promise.
After that, I started feeling like I was going to die. I called Personnel at the college where I worked, to check on my life insurance. I prayed, "Lord, please don't let me die." Several members of my family had been praying for me to be saved for two or three years. God was getting ready to answer their prayers….
On February 3, 1986, my husband was admitted to the hospital with back problems. I took my two year old daughter to his mother's house and went home to turn on my lights, so that later I wouldn't have to walk into a dark house. Then I was going to the hospital to see my husband. It was just getting dark and it was raining. I was driving down a four lane divided highway listening to my stereo. Suddenly I felt a presence in the car with me. I looked in the rear view mirror, but nothing was there. Then I felt the weight of someone sit down beside me in the passenger seat of the car, but no one was there…..
When I looked up, there was a pickup truck in my lane of the road. We hit head on at 55 m.p.h. I was driving a small car. The man driving the pickup truck was killed. When the paramedics got there I wasn't breathing. One lung was punctured and filled with blood and the other one was collapsed. They revived me and rushed me to the hospital. They kept me at Cox Medical Center North for about 15 or 20 minutes, and then transferred me to Cox South to do emergency surgery.
The accident happened around 7:00 p.m. The officers went to my home to tell my husband, but they couldn't locate him. They didn't know that he was in the hospital. He was watching the 10:00 news and saw the wreck on television. He recognized the license plate number on my car. That is how he found out about the wreck.
By the time he got checked out of the hospital and got to the hospital where I was, I had already been in emergency surgery for several hours. They lost me several times on the operating table. I had to have surgery on my lungs, my kidneys were bruised and bleeding, my liver was severed and hemorrhaging, my stomach was punctured, my aorta artery was crushed. The doctor said he had never seen it happen before and probably would never see it happen again, but my aorta artery had clotted-otherwise, I would have bled to death. They had to perform open heart surgery. Some of my ribs were broken, my leg was broken in three places above the knee. The big femur bone was split down the middle and had come out the side of my thigh. My right arm was broken in four places below the elbow. My knuckles and fingers on my right hand were broken. My heel on my right foot was crushed and my toes on both feet were either broken or dislocated. My right collar bone was broken. There was a big laceration on my head. For two or three days my pillow was red with blood because they couldn't sew it up all the way for fear of my brain swelling. I had one pint of blood left in my body when I arrived at the hospital. I had eight to ten pints of blood going into my body at one time.
The accident happened on Monday. The doctors didn't give me any percentage of a chance to live. They said it was a minute by minute thing. They didn't give a 50-50 chance until Thursday. They said I would be in ICU for at least a month, but I was only there for one week. They were all amazed. They called me a miracle patient. I had between 8 and 10 surgeries then, and I was in the hospital for two months and three days. (The doctors said I would be in the hospital for at least six months).
During this time, churches all over Springfield and the surrounding areas were praying for me. People I didn't even know sent me cards, and had their church to pray for me. Students where I worked prayed for me at the chapel on campus. The faculty, staff and students stood in line to give blood for me.
During my stay in the hospital a Chaplain by the name of Larry Cooper would come in and talk to me. He was always there when I needed him, sometimes staying after his shift had ended. He would come in and pray for me when I was going to have surgery. The prayers seemed to take away the fears and brought great comfort to me. Larry would witness to me about the love of God, and he would answer any questions that I had about the Lord. You see, I knew it was only by the grace of God that I was alive. I was not saved at that time. I could have died and been in hell FOREVER---that's a long time!
"And I saw a great white throne, and him that sat on it, from whose face the earth and the heaven fled away; and there was found no place for them. And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened; and another book was opened, which is the book of life; and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works. And the sea gave up the dead which were in it; and death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them and they were judged every man according to their works. And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire." (Rev 20:11-15)
The Lord had been dealing with me for years to be saved, but I had rejected him. I wanted to wait until I was older. I wanted to party and have a good time. I didn't realize how dangerously I was living. It doesn't matter if you are young or old, your life can end in an instant. Are you ready?
God could have chosen to take one of my children or my husband to get my attention, but he didn't. He was merciful to me. Had I not listened and accepted Him when I did, who knows what would have happened next.
I made it my goal to get out of the hospital so I could go to church on Easter Sunday. The doctors said it was a good goal, but they didn't think it would happen. They didn't know the power of God. On Wednesday before Easter Sunday, I was dismissed from the hospital, and I did go to church on Sunday. I couldn't walk, I couldn't wear shoes on my feet (I wore house shoes), part of my hair was shaved off in front, but on Easter Sunday at Nixa Assembly of God Church, I got saved…I was not taking any more chances, I wanted to make sure my life was right with the Lord. I accepted Jesus as my Savior. The Lord had reached down and picked me up from the gutters of sin, and set me on the solid rock of Jesus.
Satan had lied to me all those years. He had told me that I could not live a Christian life, and I couldn't on my own. But when you accept Jesus into your heart, He gives you the power to live for Him. It is the best thing that I have ever done in my entire life. I now love people that I used to hate. He gave me that peace that I had been looking for all those years. I had been searching for something all my life and I didn't know what it was…..IT WAS JESUS.
He has done so much for me. He died on the cross of Calvary for my sins, and for your sins, because He loves us.
"For God so loved the world, that He gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." (John 3:16)
I want everyone to know the love of Jesus as I do. He is my strength, He is the Rock of my salvation. He is my fortress in times of trouble, and He is my friend. When others fail you, He is always there.
"…for he said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee." (Hebrews 13:5)
I believe an angel of the Lord was in the car with me that night. God saved my life, but more importantly, He saved my soul. He still performs miracles. "Thank you, Jesus."
"For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord." (Romans 5:23)
"That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead thou shalt be saved." (Romans 10:13)
God wants you to know how much He loves you. He wants you to have a closer walk with Him. He is the healing balm for all your hurts and heartaches. He will never leave you nor forsake you. You are special to Him. He is the way, the truth and the life. He is the comforter for the lonely and the depressed. He carries us in His arms when we are too weak to take another step. He is our strength. Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.