Some of my personal testimony, By Firstborn *repost*

When I was eight years old my grandma had me baptised mormon. Shortly after I started seeing spirits. I searched for ways for years and years to make these demons leave me alone. NOTHING worked. I mean if there was something to read about spiritual stuff, I read it, EXCEPT of course the bible. If people talked to me about God, well I DIDNT want to hear it. I would just as soon, smack them in the head as listen to it. I can remember being in a fried chicken place and having church memebers come in and talk about the good things of God. I thought, yea, right and just laughed.

Then while working as a waitress, I met my NOW husband. I was divorced and my ex husband had got what he called *saved* and started going to church, the kids would go with him. He kept saying you need to get saved. BUT, he never TOLD me what saved was, or what it was for or how to get it. Guess he figured I did NOT want to hear it. Which I didn't but if one is going to run around saying YOU should get saved, dont you think you would explain to them what it means? He never ever told the kids what it meant. None of us were *saved* aka accepted Jesus into our hearts and our lives, believed that HE died on the cross for us, that HE, Jesus gave us the CHOICE of where we went when we died, So NOPE we didnt get *saved* for about six years or so later. I never did go to church with him.

As I was saying I met eddie, when he started cooking and managing the cafe where I had worked for the past year. One day he gave me a bible. Ok, good deal. Gave me passages to read, marked them. I didnt read them, but what the HEY, everyone should at least have a Bible, right? Eventually we started to see each other. He would talk about God a little here and a little there. Play some music that was christian. I flat told him I didnt want to hear it. But he slowly continued.

One night while in Montana, before we were married, *he was in the middle of a divorce* he was sitting in the chair reading his bible and had some of this, "Christian" music on. I was just layng on the couch kicking back, not doing anything. I listen to the words of this song by a man named Carmen. The reason I listened was because the words, " I walked into a church one day, was not the kind of place I'm use to hanging around." THOSE words got my attention, WEll I kind of chuckled, yep, that sounded like me!!

I liked it, I got up, rewound the tape and played it again. AS it played the ceiling opened up. I could see myself in this big room and Heard this strange word I'd never heard before. I was preaching God to the people. Well I laughed at this, ME *Preaching God" Ya right, NOT IN THIS LIFE TIME!! and it all went away.

Eddie asked why I laughed. I told him " no reason." Later in bed that night, I asked him what an evanglist was. That was the word that I heard. He told me and then he said, YOU really should think about getting saved tomorrow. I said NO, HE said, HEY I'm only kidding. **as he knew I DID NOT want to hear it** but then I told him, I'd rather do it tonight!!

Anyway, Eddie was very patient with me and then He told me that God was spriit! That really caught my eye and so he taught me about the spirits and finally I was able to do something with all the spirits that had plagued me since I was a child. God has provided all my spiritual needs and I just wish I would have found HIM before I turned 35 years old.

I praise GOD that He did not allow me to die when I had that allergic reaction to Pennicillian as I had to have my heart started again. I wasnt a child of God, and that would have been so sad.

I could write story after story about the Good things that God has did in my life. I only wish I had NOT been so stubborn to refuse Him so long.

Anyway that is part of my testimony. Just thought after soon to be three years, I would share. This is a repost from last year. LSG said it had been awhile since I shared it and thought maybe I should again.

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