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I can’t ever remember a time when
I was without God. I was raised in a Christian home and always in church. All
of my needs were met by my loving caring parents. I grew up knowing that God
loves me and that my parents were always there for me no matter what. I lived a
very normal life, went to college, graduated and married my high school
sweetheart. He was a good man and a good father to our 3 children. We were
always in church just as we had been raised. My children had the security of a
loving family environment up until the oldest child was 21, the middle was 18
and the youngest about 14 years of age. If you had asked us if we were saved,
we would have said “yes, of course”. My husband was the Choir Director at our
church and I worked with the children in Sunday School, Vacation Bible School
and whatever else needed to be done. We were really busy about our Father’s
Business (at least we thought we were).
As I was trying to get my life together, my children were growing further and further away from the way they were raised. At this time I didn’t know how to depend on Jesus for anything. My parents had always taken care of me, then I got married and my husband took care of me. But I remember one day in my den all alone I cried out to Jesus and said “Lord, if this is as good as it gets, I don’t want to live anymore, just take me. I don’t want to deal with these angry kids.” God spoke to me and ask me if I could just love them. I said of course I can, they are mine. He promised me if I would love them that He would bring them back to where they belong and restore everything to them. I know that God is a Good and Faithful God. He began to heal my broken heart and I began to spend time with Him. I learned about the importance of praise and worship to our Lord and Savior. As I pressed into His presence He began to pull my children closer to me and, more importantly, closer to Him. They wanted to know how I got to feeling so good in the midst of our stormy circumstances. I will have to say it was all JESUS. When He baptized me in the Holy Ghost, my life changed instantly and I have never been the same. He showed me how to live in the Victory no matter what is going on in my life. This is when I realized that my life was not my own, that I had been bought with a price…a precious price. Jesus had paid with His own blood and now I owe Him my life. So I can gladly say to you today that I have laid down my life and my desires for Him. I only want what He desires for me and I am the happiest I have ever been. All of my children are serving God and have a special calling on their lives. Hallelujah!!!! God has put Sister Banks in my life and has called me to travel with her. I don’t know anyone that loves Jesus any more than this woman of God. She has sacrificed her own desires to reach out to this lost and dying world we live in today. I have been so blessed to be able to travel with her overseas and see how her ministry changes the lives of others. God is using her in a mighty way and I am so fortunate to be able to serve God in her ministry. If you are reading this, it is for a purpose. God is no respector of persons, what He will do for one He will do for another. There is nothing too hopeless or too hard for our God. Humble yourself and call on Jesus. He will deliver you in your time of need. JUST TRUST IN JESUS!!!!! E-mail rachel: rachel@sbwe.org
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My husband was a very successful
lawyer in town. We had a house, a station wagon, a dog and 3 children. What
else could we possibly need to be “happy”. Well, as life went on we got too
busy to pay attention to where we were headed. We stayed active in church but
we didn’t develop a relationship with the One that paid the price for us to walk
free from sin. The devil began to cause division in our family life and before
I knew it I was all alone. My husband of 23 years was with someone else and my
children were angry and out of control. There was nothing to do but fall on my
knees and ask Jesus to fix this mess I had made. I was such a mess I couldn’t
help myself let alone my hurting children.