I wasn’t raised in a church; so I knew nothing about Jesus or God. I did go to Vacation Bible School in the summers and heard and loved the song, “This Little Light of Mine.” In my first year of college I felt that I needed something – I knew that something was missing in my life.
Several years later I married a Christian man who wanted to go to church.
I started reading my Bible, and studying God’s Word, and attending church with him.
I was invited to a prayer group meeting and while we were praying the Holy Spirit entered my heart. I felt such a warm, wonderful feeling. I knew the Holy Spirit was in me, and I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior.
My life was going well until our 21-year-old son, Rob, was killed in a car accident. I knew that Rob would be in Jesus’ hands, and I felt peace.
I want to tell everyone what Jesus has done for me. God has truly blessed me, my marriage of 59 years, and my health.
I am so happy and confident in my faith that I want to share with you my trust and belief that God loves me. He gives me a peace that I can go through anything with Jesus by my side.
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I remember being in church and going up to the altar and crying. I was so tired of the life I was living. I needed help. I felt a sense of peace at that time and knew that if this Jesus thing can work for some of these other guys, then it can definitely work for me.
I said to myself, “Why should anyone envy me and want to be in my shoes?”
God has led me to amazing places in my life, so let me explain how God led me from South Carolina to Kenya.
We built the first church with great difficulty. We went back to the States and the board asked us to become mission staff with the Outreach Foundation. That was 25 years ago, just about, and we’ve gotten more involved with Kenya as days and years went on.
I am a chef by profession. I’m happy because I do what I love. Now I work at Villadise Tours and Safaris, where I meet so many different people coming from far. Being helpful is just a blessing to other people.
Then God started tugging on my heart. There was a church sermon series that was about taking your God-given dream off the shelf. I was like, “I don’t know what my dream is. God, if you have a dream for me you’re going to have to tell me what it is.”