Barb Lambert

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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