Jamie Field

Our family went to church for a while, but when the kids decided we didn’t want to go, our parents didn’t make us. My parents divorced when I was age three, and by age 5, I only went to church on Christmas and Easter. I was a stubborn kid who didn’t like being pushed. Although my dad and stepmom planted a seed about faith, it wasn’t my time to find God.
I was worried about other things, like being bullied, because I was the only white kid in my city neighborhood. I got into fights every year in school, and I fought back. I was just trying to fit in even though I looked different from everyone else. In 7th grade I was walking to the corner store and heard a gunshot. I moved toward the sound and saw a man who had just shot himself in the head. A year later, a guy I would see every day was killed in a nearby park. Both the dead man and the killer and used to hang out around my house. Death felt so close. It felt like it could happen to anyone, even to me.

In 1997, when I was a sophomore in high school, my father was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Many nights I cried myself to sleep. I didn’t want to be in high school. I didn’t want to be anywhere.

Students continued to pick fights with me. In my senior year, under the threat of expulsion, I finally walked away from a fight. It felt good.
My dad tried to talk to me about Jesus throughout his lengthy cancer treatments. Because I didn’t see it, or feel it, I didn’t believe it. Toward the end of my dad’s life, the pain medications affected his mind. He thought he saw the Devil. Because of the way I was living, I wondered, “Is it me?” When my dad died in March of 2001, the little faith I had was destroyed. I didn’t care if I lived or died.
On December 29, 2001, my life changed forever. I had been drinking with some friends in a local bar and left around 1:00 a.m. to walk my friend’s sister home. Then, I tried to find a nearby party. I was standing at my school bus stop when I saw six guys further up the street. One of them called out, asking whether I wanted to buy some weed. I replied “No,” but the kid came up to me, pulled out his revolver, and stuck it in my chest. He told me to empty my pockets, but I refused. I said that I knew his boys and he knew my boys, and I wasn’t going to give him anything. He put the gun right in my face. I didn’t care if I lived or died.
Then, he shot me once in the chest and ran. I fell forward, hitting my head on the pavement. I couldn’t feel my legs. I pushed myself onto my back and called for help. Just then, one of my friends came around the corner. He started banging on doors asking someone to call an ambulance. Other friends came out of their party and began smacking my face and trying to get me up. By the time the ambulance arrived, I was coughing up blood. The last thing I remember was grabbing the paramedic because I couldn’t breathe.
I spent the first month in the hospital in a medically-induced coma. Ultimately, I was hospitalized for five months, and then spent four more months in a rehabilitation facility in Philadelphia. I had to learn how to breath and how to eat. It took four months before I could close my fingers to grasp a fork. My mom’s home was fitted with an elevator, and I moved into her basement. I even learned to drive a lift-equipped van.

I often thought about my dad. He had been one of the country’s leading experts in handicapped accessibility, writing some of the building codes that were included in the Americans with Disabilities Act. I used to help him measure parking spaces. He made the country better for people with disabilities, and now here I was in a wheelchair.

Eventually, I started going out and began dating. After the breakup of a bad relationship, I wanted to find myself. I felt a calling to go to church and thought that if God really existed, there must be a reason. I didn’t have any foundation in the Bible and wanted to hear the Word. The fact that I was alive was a gift I didn’t want to waste. I wanted to find my purpose. I wanted to change the world, just like my dad had done. Little experiences in life began to build my faith and reassure me that I was on the right path.
I went to church every week for a year before telling anyone. I wanted to learn how to be by myself, to become comfortable being single, without needing someone to validate me. Although I did not meet Angela in church, I had been praying to meet a woman with her qualities. We became friends and enjoyed doing things together. I invited her to church. She hesitated at first, but now we regularly attend small group Bible studies together.
Eventually, I started going out and began dating. After the breakup of a bad relationship, I wanted to find myself. I felt a calling to go to church and thought that if God really existed, there must be a reason. I didn’t have any foundation in the Bible and wanted to hear the Word. The fact that I was alive was a gift I didn’t want to waste. I wanted to find my purpose. I wanted to change the world, just like my dad had done. Little experiences in life began to build my faith and reassure me that I was on the right path.
I went to church every week for a year before telling anyone. I wanted to learn how to be by myself, to become comfortable being single, without needing someone to validate me. Although I did not meet Angela in church, I had been praying to meet a woman with her qualities. We became friends and enjoyed doing things together. I invited her to church. She hesitated at first, but now we regularly attend small group Bible studies together.
In 2019 I decided to make a public profession of faith and was baptized. My church set up a big pool for baptisms, but not for me! I reclined my wheelchair and they poured water over my head. I was very grateful to have my girlfriend and many family members attend. Now, during the pandemic, I watch church services online. I look forward to the church reopening, so that I can serve in church.
I recently experienced a stroke in my eye and a temporary loss of vision. It was a scary time, but my faith got me through it. I prayed to God and thanked him for all he’s done for me. I put my life into his hands. Throughout my life, people have planted the seed that was to become my faith; I just had to water it and watch it grow.
Eventually, I started going out and began dating. After the breakup of a bad relationship, I wanted to find myself. I felt a calling to go to church and thought that if God really existed, there must be a reason. I didn’t have any foundation in the Bible and wanted to hear the Word. The fact that I was alive was a gift I didn’t want to waste. I wanted to find my purpose. I wanted to change the world, just like my dad had done. Little experiences in life began to build my faith and reassure me that I was on the right path.
I went to church every week for a year before telling anyone. I wanted to learn how to be by myself, to become comfortable being single, without needing someone to validate me. Although I did not meet Angela in church, I had been praying to meet a woman with her qualities. We became friends and enjoyed doing things together. I invited her to church. She hesitated at first, but now we regularly attend small group Bible studies together.
In 2019 I decided to make a public profession of faith and was baptized. My church set up a big pool for baptisms, but not for me! I reclined my wheelchair and they poured water over my head. I was very grateful to have my girlfriend and many family members attend. Now, during the pandemic, I watch church services online. I look forward to the church reopening, so that I can serve in church.
I recently experienced a stroke in my eye and a temporary loss of vision. It was a scary time, but my faith got me through it. I prayed to God and thanked him for all he’s done for me. I put my life into his hands. Throughout my life, people have planted the seed that was to become my faith; I just had to water it and watch it grow. In 2019 I decided to make a public profession of faith and was baptized. My church set up a big pool for baptisms, but not for me! I reclined my wheelchair and they poured water over my head. I was very grateful to have my girlfriend and many family members attend. Now, during the pandemic, I watch church services online. I look forward to the church reopening, so that I can serve in church.
I recently experienced a stroke in my eye and a temporary loss of vision. It was a scary time, but my faith got me through it. I prayed to God and thanked him for all he’s done for me. I put my life into his hands. Throughout my life, people have planted the seed that was to become my faith; I just had to water it and watch it grow.

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There are people who sometimes have a stomachache and think it's cancer, they think it is a terminal illness. Sometimes people think there is no solution, but it is only a stomach discomfort. It's something bad that you ate that upset your stomach. It is that people that are losing their faith. They get concerned about so many things. They wake up and see the car with a flat tire, and it is a bad day.

There are more important things we need to learn. We need to seek the Lord, because time is short, time goes by quickly. I've got three children: my first daughter is 25 years old. My son is 21 and my other daughter is 16. I mean, time goes by fast.

This means this is an opportunity for you to devote your heart to Jesus Christ, so that He can save you, so that He can be your guide, so that He can be your path, so that He can be everything in your life. Listen to this message, share it with your family. If you do not have a family do not think you are alone. God is with you wherever you are. God will be with you come what may.

Now, what happened with COVID two years ago was unbelievable. God put us to the test. Many people died, and that's something that's coming ahead. There will be more illnesses, there will be more regulations. But if we keep our faith in God, if we continue to trust in God, He will give us the peace we need, the peace the world needs.

Sometimes in the community, there are a lot of people who are watching their backs. For their own protection they hire bodyguards that watch over them night and day because they feel insecure. But we have God to protect us. Day after day, God protects us. God takes care of us. God gives us strength.

I strongly encourage you, I dare you to seek the Lord. This Why I Love Jesus ministry goes across the globe spreading the word of God, telling the world Jesus Christ is real, He is not dead.

There have been many stories in this world which were looking forward to changing history, but we have this story of faith that we believe, come what may, the Lord will be with us.

So if you have relatives, share this experience with them: brothers, sisters, parents. If your family has never been in contact with Jesus, now is the time for you to tell them to embrace Him, to embrace God. Tell them about the story in the Bible that says there is a man in hell, being burned there, and he would like to have a chance of getting out of there. But unfortunately, he has already lost the opportunity. In other words, there is no way he could leave hell.

And you who are there watching this testimony, this word of the Lord, this is the opportunity that you get. Maybe we don't wake up tomorrow; we don't know what will happen tomorrow.

This is the moment for you to say, "Lord, forgive me. I have failed a lot; I've failed in several things, but I want You to be my Savior, I want You to be my shield, I want You to be my strength, I want You to be everything in my life."

Make your decision. Sometimes in day-to-day life, we make decisions, many of them, but this is the most important decision you should make in your life. That is to devote your life to Jesus Christ, commend your life to Jesus Christ, so that He can be everything in your life. May He be your peace, your strength.

At times, people have enough money in the bank and think with that they will change the world, think that will be their protection. But money is only an ordinary piece of paper. In the end, the paper will run out, the money will run out, but treasures we did will remain when we're in heaven.

So let's make this an invitation. Let's hope this message will reach someone in need of it. So you who are out there, this message is meant for you.

My stepfather was an alcoholic, and we had a difficult life. But God changed us. When I began going to this church in 2000, God changed me. God changes you, and God wants to do great things with your life.

So, I mean, maybe you are also having a hard time with an alcoholic father, an alcoholic mother. Let me tell you, I had bad thoughts in my head about finishing him, killing him, destroying him, so that it all would end. But when I got to the feet of Jesus, when I started going to church, God made changes in me. God makes changes in you. God changes your mind.

When God entered into my life, and I looked at my stepfather again, I saw him in a different way. I held a grudge inside my heart, but nevertheless, God was working on me. God worked on me and gave me peace. I was smart enough not to commit a crime. God showed me the way I should live.

In addition to being at peace with God, He gives you intelligence. God gives you wisdom to be on the side of right every day in our lives.

So, this is an invitation, whether you're a woman, or man, or youth. Young people sometimes make decisions which scar their lives forever. To put it another way, if you are young, make your decision to accept Jesus: don't wait until tomorrow and say, "No, I'd better wait before accepting Jesus Christ, before accepting God in my heart. I've still got a long way to go. I want to live my life, and I want to do things. When I'm older, I'll see whether I change." But we don't know what happens tomorrow, so you should make up your mind today.

I've had some friends who made their decisions too late. I had a friend who said he was going to drink his life away. He was going to drink, that's what he was going to do. He was going to do drugs, to live a totally careless life. He thought he was being cleverer than God. But he wasn't, nobody is smarter than God. At the end of his life he was going to seek God's forgiveness.

Had God been given the opportunity, He would have forgiven him, He would have indeed. But my friend didn't take the trouble to get to that point. He was doing his drugs, drinking and whatnot. Then he grabbed a gun and shot himself in the head.

I mean, we don't know what was the last moment in his life, whether he asked forgiveness or not. We only had the word he killed himself by putting a bullet in his head. Odds are he didn't have the opportunity of begging God's forgiveness, and he lost his life. Or better expressed, do not let the enemy fool you. The enemy hampers your life.

That means to move on and accept Jesus Christ. He is going to give the answers. He is going to give you the peace you need. That's my testimony, and I know this is on behalf of God, so people would turn to Him.

People get lost, people haven't wanted to recognize their faults. God has a plan for your life. That means if He gave you this plan, accept it, accept it. We have free will, people make their own decisions. God has already chosen some individuals. God has predestined people. Whether you are predestined or exercising your free will, make your decision and follow Jesus Christ.

Your life will change, He is going to transform it, and He is going to help you in every way, be it economic, social, psychological, whatever you need, God is going to help you.

Thank you for your time, thank you for this opportunity that God gave me to share my faith. I come from Houston, Texas, but I've been working here in Delaware, and this is an opportunity God has granted me to share good news and continue to spread good news. We're the ambassadors of the word of God. So thank you for this opportunity, and let's move forward with this testimony which is for the benefit of society.

Barb Lambert

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.”