Kathi Hall
I grew up in Atlanta, Georgia back in the 1950s. My parents were Southern Baptist church members who put a high priority on God and family. While attending our church revival when I was nine years old, I accepted Christ as my Savior. Even though I knew all about Jesus, I felt a true conviction in my spirit that I was a sinner and needed forgiveness in a formal way. My bible says, “All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23) I took my pastor’s hand and said, “I want to be a Christian”. I felt loved in a new and wonderful way that made me want to read my bible and learn verses and tell my friends about what I was experiencing.
After marrying my high school sweetheart in 1968, we started our family and joined our local church. We enjoyed the Sunday school bible study meetings and made lots of good friends at church. While our two children grew up, we taught Sunday School, attended lots of bible study classes, helped with GAs and RAs on Wednesdays and then volunteered with high school youth outings. I also attended women’s prayer groups, and loved doing mission work in our community. Everything was pretty great in my life. Then one day in August 1996, my beloved husband was killed instantly in a terrible automobile accident. God had taken him to his heavenly home at the age of 47. I grieved long and hard, and asked God many times “Why?” I was angry at Him and basically at everyone else. I did what I had to do to survive, but all the joy and contentment in my life was gone.
It took several years, with many friends and family praying, to understand that God could still use me use, and that He would provide for all my needs if I put all my trust in Him. God was good to send me my second husband a few years ago and, I moved to South Carolina. Now I very much enjoy living in Spartanburg with him, near his children and our grandchildren and seeking God’s will for my life. I thank God for his many blessings everyday.
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