I grew up in a Christian home and attended church every time the doors were open. My parents were wonderful examples of Christian parents. I was surrounded by extended family who loved God and desired to serve Him. When I was 8 years old, I realized that I did not have a personal relationship with God. I knew all about Him, but knew that He did not live in my life.

One Sunday night in February, 1979, I realized that I was missing something in my life. I was overwhelmed by the fact that I did not have a relationship with Jesus Christ. During the Invitation, I walked down to the pastor and told him I wanted to ask Jesus to come live in my heart. I met with the pastor later so he could make sure I understood my decision. One thing that I have never forgotten is that he gave me a coin as a gift and said, “This coin represents Christ’s gift to you. He has given you eternal life. Once you take it, it is yours to keep forever.” I knew from then on, Christ lived in me and I wanted to live a life pleasing to Him.

There have been ups and downs and I have not been perfect. But through-out my life, Jesus has always been an active part. When life is hard, I know I can lean on Him to get me through. With a wonderful Christian husband at my side, we try to live a life to please God and influence others to serve Him.