I grew up in Anderson, S.C. There were five little girls in my family and I was the third one. I really never liked myself. I wanted to be a boy so I could do the things my dad did, praise God I am a girl. Also, I was not as pretty as the other girls and not as smart. I was mean. I did not like the world, did not like people or trust them. If you are not trustworthy you don’t trust others. I was a chronic liar. Yet, all my life my family went to church and my mother always took us. In our youth group I would pray aloud and answer all the right things.

After the births of two great children, my husband and I decided to start back to church so our children could decide for themselves what they wanted to believe. My husband and I believed that God was the love that all man should have for each other and Jesus was just a story that man had made up so everyone could do what they wanted to, say they were sorry and all was well. We lived next door to a couple that had three children an appeared happy from the outside, but my friend was very negative. One summer she went to a retreat at and when she came back she was different. She drove me crazy, all she could talk about was Jesus, she did not complain anymore and she was joyful. One night she came over, with tears running down her face and said Pam do you realize one day I am going to heaven and you are going to hell. I did not react to her, but it did bother me. I began to read some of those little books my friend gave me. One morning I woke up and I knew that I was a sinner and that Jesus was the son of God and I needed Him I was so very sorry for all that I had done. I knew he lived a perfect life , was crucified, died , buried and then rose from the dead.

That was 37 years ago. While God in His patience works with me, He has given to me a wonderful present. He has allowed me to lead so many in the sinner’s prayer. It is amazing. You see we always have an opportunity to share His good news. The gospel has to be in your story or it has no power. Praise God it was in my story. But now, I will think about it just that way. God had given that to me before. I guess that is why He could use me over and over again. I have prayed with an elementary principal in his office , bunches of youth at our other church, riding student on a horse , a man in the Spartanburg Auditorium, The last two right now I will say are two girls this summer at our camps at our home. It is great realizing some of how God uses you in His big Picture. Isn’t God good??!!!!!!!