A Living Testimony
I was not raised in a religious home. Two my mother took my sister and I to
different churches for a little while and then she would stop. Before my sister was born,
I had been in a Catholic day care center while my mother and dad worked. It was there that
I first heard about God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit, heaven and hell. I didn't understand
what it all meant and thought the sisters were terribly mean.
When I was in high school, friends from school invited me to their church with them. I was
in a group of about 7 friends. It was at this Baptist Church that I began my long journey
to really understanding who Christ was. My friends and I were all baptized there together.
I don't think I had any idea what that meant other than I had proclaimed that Jesus was
the son of God.
In my early twenties I went through a very traumatic event which made God seem very real
to me. My husband and I did not attend church. I was pregnant with a 3 year old in the
house. We did not have a phone. My husband was at work, and I did not know anyone besides
my husband. This was in San Francisco. I began to miscarry the baby I was carrying. I knew
I needed medical attention. Not knowing what else to do, I went to the back door of my
apartment and started yelling for someone to help me. Two young woman one floor up heard
me and came down to see what was wrong. They took my little girl and called an ambulance.
On the way to the hospital I drifted in and out of consciousness. At one point before we
reached the hospital, I had an experience that is as vivid today as it was the day it
happened. I was floating over a meadow. It was so very peaceful and serene. The colors of
the flowers, grass, and trees was more vivid than I have ever seen. Then I was in a
passage way walking towards a blinding bright white light. In the middle of this light was
the shape of a man. I started crying, "No, God, I can't come yet. My little girl
needs me. She is still so small."
Everything went black, and the next memory I have I find my self still floating looking
down on my body as the doctors and nurses work over me. I can hear them saying they cannot
find a pulse. Once again everything went black.
Later I wake up in a hospital bed with all sorts of tubes connected. The nurse came over
and told me they almost lost me. Later my husband showed up and assured me my little girl
was fine. I knew I had lost our baby, but I had met Jesus. I knew I would never doubt he
was real again. Since that time I have searched for the understanding I never had of who
and what God is.
He has always been there when I needed him and blessed me in so many ways. I can't imagine
life without my Heavenly Father. He is so awesome. My husband of so long ago and I
eventually divorced as he was an alcoholic and physically abusive to me. Almost 20 years
ago I married my present husband who is a wonderful, caring, Christian man.
Three and a half years ago, my stepson died at the age of 35. It was very devastating to
all of us as I was Mom to him by this time. He left behind two daughters and I was the one
who tried to help them through it. It has brought our family even closer to the Lord. He
has also lead me to go back to college to continue my education. I am now close to
finishing my Master's Program and still feel God's leading and direction as I approach
So that is how I came to know the Lord and I will forever be thankful to my friends in
high school for starting me on this incredible journey into learning to have a personal
relationship with our Lord and Savior. What a comfort it is to know that he is there and
helps me through so many difficulties as he guides me to do his will.
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