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My home life wasn’t religious at all, though my mother was Catholic and raised as that, she changed to Protestant when she married my dad. I have no recollection of conversations about God or salvation.

We basically went to ‘church’ on special occasions such as Christmas and Easter. Remarkably my older sister was made to take us to ‘Sunday school’ from which we left afterwards. So there really was no church services to speak of..... However I distinctly remember loving to sing ‘Jesus Loves Me’ and learning He liked kids as we were taught about Him, which as a youngster left a big impression, (as my dad died when I was four), which when I became a Christian later on I would see and understand how significant that truly was.....Jesus had His hand on me long before I had my hand in His.....

It was not until I was married with a son and my husband was overseas serving that I began wondering who God was and if He was truly real. I suppose now ‘being alone’ at 18 and with a son might have caused me to reach out to God....but in retrospect He had been reaching for me all along.

That night I asked God to send someone to tell me if He was real or not...the next day Jehovah Witnesses were at the door! It was not long before I realized clearly they did not have the truth I was looking for. Thereafter a few years passed and the Mormons showed up at the door...I studied with them for several months before it was clear their Book wasn’t jiving with the Bible...and the truth was still escaping me.( BTW I insisted on using mine though they made many attempts I use theirs).

Again years past til I was 27 with two sons, a home and husband. I was very unhappy with life as there just seemed to be such a hole in it...though I had everything most would want in life. My neighbor was involved with the Charismatic movement and invited me to a prayer meeting and to speak with their Pastor.....who went through all that is common about coming to Jesus, talking in tongues, miracles etc. Yet empty of what I needed, and just too much ‘inner discomfort’ about the whole encounters among them...which I was told I’d get use to.

By this time my frustration about all churches and faiths was clearly evident...so I sought the scriptures on my own with God alone. Many afternoons reading and reading more...and questioning God as I did so. I believe He knew I meant business with Him and was sincerely wanting to know the Truth. I was already becoming a student of Gods Word without realizing it.

It has been said ..”When the student is ready God provides the teacher”....I had read many verses about being saved....and Who it was that made this possible...I just couldn’t figure out How.

Long story short a retired Pastor from Moody Bible Institute came to work for us at our company.....I asked Him many questions and He answered many using the scripture He knew by heart....and He encouraged me to keep reading.

In time He and his wife invited me to their home where we searched the scriptures together....and the Gospel message was given. I understood...at last! I knew not only knew the Truth...I knew WHO the Truth resided in fully and completely. I was saved that night....and everything thereafter changed ‘in me’....and for that how I saw all of life and relationships.