Julie Foy

My sister and I grew up in a small town called Pelham. I never knew anything but a Christian home. I thought every little girl’s home was like mine… filled with love, prayers, and genuine faith in God. Before my dad was saved, he served in the U.S. Navy and during that time, he learned of the tragic death of both his parents. Having lost his parents at a young age, he returned home, married my mom and knew he needed the Lord in his life. He was then called in the ministry full time.

At the age of four, I remember my dad giving an invitation to receive Christ, so I walked down the aisle and convinced myself I was saved. I served in every church my dad pastored. I worked with all ages and areas. At the age of eighteen, while preparing to teach a new song to my children’s choir, God spoke to me as I hummed these words, “Tis as simple as can be, as clear as A-B-C, Christ came to save, HIS life He gave, to rescue you and me. Don’t wait until you’re older, trust Christ while He is nigh, and by His grace you’ll see His face, in G-L-O-R-Y.” The Holy Spririt spoke to me and said, “Julie, I want to see you there.” I reminded Him of my walk to the altar at age four. That’s all I remember. Then, He reminded me how well prepared I was to present the Gospel, but NOT prepared for Glory. He reminded me I had never repented or prayed to receive Christ. Until that day, I had never seen myself a lost, Hell-bound sinner. All alone, on a cold December morning, I got down on my knees and I prayed the sinner prayer of repentance and asked forgiveness of my sins. I asked Jesus to come into my heart and to be Lord of my life.

I now have assurance of my salvation and eternal life in Glory. Now my life has meaning. I have a passion to become more and more like Jesus every day, singing His songs of love, grace and glory to the world. I have a passion to follow Him. God used a simple song to open my blinded eyes. Now I know every little girl can’t remember a home like mine. When he gave me the joy in my heart, He planted it and has kept it there. Accepting Christ as my Lord and Savior was as simple as A-B-C, as simple as can be.

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