Since my dad preached at very small churches, sometimes quite a ways from home, he and Mother allowed me to attend church with my friends in our mill village of Valley Falls. Since I was a preacher’s kid, everyone assumed I was a Christian. I even thought I was until after a Sunday night service where it hit home that I had never had that “Just a little talk with Jesus makes it right.” After getting home from church, I had a nagging feeling that something was missing–that personal relationship with Jesus. I made it right that night.

Now I’d like to say that since that night every thing has been perfect. But I’m a sinner and only His blood can cover that. Through my teenage years I never stopped going to church. I married my high school sweetheart and had three wonderful kids. He blessed our lives even when we weren’t faithful to Him, eventually leading to divorce after about 35 years of marriage. God has continued to be faithful and last year in November I married a godly woman, His gift of faithfulness to me! It is a JOY each day to get up knowing that He is with us, allowing us to be a part of His work and kingdom. I’m glad I found out early in life: “A little talk with Jesus makes it right!”