Experiences coming to the faith

It was a warm summer evening in 1981. I was driving a tractor on Dad's farm while my wife and two sons were with Grandma in the old farm house. The sun was sinking in the west with about an hour's worth of sunshine when I decided since it would be dark before I finished I would shut the tractor down and walk the mile back to the house. I crossed the fence and then entered a pasture of native prairie wool. The native sages gave a lovely scent to the evening. I walked for a hundred yards or so and as I walked I became more and more anxious. I am not given to anxiety so it seemed very strange. I happened to glance down and spotted a small white rock with pale green lichens on it. To this day I can't explain why I knelt by that rock but in that instant atheist me whispered 'Father forgive me'. I was immediately aware of a Presence I had never known. The forgiveness I asked for washed over me in waves. Completely renewed and refreshed I leapt to my feet and ran the mile to the house. Arriving without even panting I found my wife and told her to phone a pastor I needed a shower and we had to go to the preacher. We met in the preacher's office and he explained that what I had experienced was not unusual and was called being born again. He then took my wife and I down to the local river and baptised us in the Name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.

I was 15 years old, I had my learners but not my full license to drive. My Grandpa used to let me practice driving his truck around the farm to get some driving experience...But I was sneaky one night and drove a half an hour to town to go pick up some friends and go for a joy ride! It was late when I decided to go back to the farm, while at a set of lights I saw a police cruiser checking me out, I sat up straight in my seat and held on to the steering wheel firmly as the light turned green and I drove passed the police cruiser. I started my way up a windy hill with careful with every twist and turn up the hill. I wasn't wearing my glasses and was having a hard time seeing.....Then for the first time in my life I said my first heart felt prayer feeling my whole heart open up saying "Oh dear Lord, Please give me eyes to see!" I did NOT KNOW that Jesus gave sight to the blind!!! Then instantly a huge Buck stood right in front of me with a huge rack upon his head!!!! I slammed on my breaks just barely missing him! He stood there a deer caught in headlights, as I was in awe of his magnificence and beauty, overwhelmed my eye's filled up with tears!!! You know how your eye's get blurry when they fill up with tears?! NOT THIS TIME! My tears acted like contact lenses!!!! The deer slowly walked away and I started on my way and this time I could see so clearly!!! About half way back my eye's dried up and I remembered what had just happened and my eye's filled up with tears again, same effect!!! When I got back to the farm my Grandparents told me that they had called the cops looking for me!! I told them what had happened with the deer and how my tears made me see! My Grandma told me that that was my guardian Angel!! But nobody ever took me to church or nothing....

I have two stories!....When I was 17 and pregnant with my twins to which I prayed to get pregnant with twins and was blessed with identical twin boys...I asked my fiance at the time soon to be husband if I could start going to church, he got mad at me screaming that his ex took religion too far....He slammed the gates of Heaven in my face! As I just sat there and cried in my defeat! A couple years later on my 19th Birthday he got me into the occult one month later I started hearing voices next thing I know the voices are telling me that I sold my soul!!! I was laying on a bed when I felt what felt like rain upon my skin... I thought Angels were crying over me, but I would learn that it really was the blood of Christ pouring over me cleansing me from all sin...Soon I noticed all of my clocks had stopped like I was taken to another time and another place when I wasn't even looking for Him I was surrounded by screams of terror when the God of Heaven and Earth gave me a vision I saw the cross which was accompanied by a loud cracking noise like rocks cracking CRACK in that moment I was redeemed in that moment the screams of terror were silenced, in that moment I could smell a sweet perfume called the fragrance of LIFE! Christ died to give me HIS LIFE!....As time went on I was telling my friends one day that I felt like I was living a lie...And that I wanted to become a true Christian...I was listening to the Christian Radio when Dr. Charles Stanley was preaching, saying if you want to become a true Christian what you need to do is to sacrifice yourself upon Jehovah's alter! I thought about it all night and wrote God a letter, I wanted to make things right with my past, I wanted to be a better wife and mother and I was sacrificing myself upon Jehovah's alter...As I lay myself like a living sacrifice upon my bed as Jehovah's alter. I felt the Holy Spirit Pour over me covering my whole body from head to toe like a blanket! As I was listening to the Christian radio a woman prophecied saying if you want to be a true Christian stop living a lie! You don't need to do anything...What you need to do is to live in love and by faith...Be Good! So I jumped up and down on my bed I was born again!!! Signed sealed and delivered!!! Soon I would notice God's eye upon me...I became the light of the worlds!!! I started seeing my life play out on commercials on the TV for all to see!!! Then there was a movie called the Last Flight Out it was a Billy Graham production! That's when I knew it came from GOD!!! Now I am no longer afraid to walk in the light for all to see!

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I have a difficult and kind of unique story that I don't want to go into too much detail about. Suffice to say, I never really thought much about religion growing up. My mom was a non-practicing Muslim and my dad was strict Muslim. I ended up in a bad situation after my mom died and one of my greatest lifelines were the British couple next door who were secret missionaries. And so I was brought into the church at about the age of 16.