I grew up in a christian home. As far back as I remember, I have known that Jesus loved me and died for me. When I was five, I was attending a bible school and on the last day, children were were going forward and I didn’t want to be left out. I joined the ones kneeling in front and someone briefly talked to me. I told everyone I was saved but in my little heart, I knew that I hadn’t really made my own decision.

Over the next few years, periodically my father would ask me about my salvation and I always pointed to this day in bible school as the day I got saved. In my mind, I had real questions but I didn’t want to admit it to anyone. Today, this shows me that even children can have a heart that rejects getting things right with God.

One Sunday morning in January, I was in church and the pastor was preaching on salvation. I felt a real pull in my heart to go forward but I was too embarrassed to admit that I wasn’t really saved. I was so convicted, I even remember staring at the floor while the invitation was going on and I could make out, in the patterns of the floor, a picture of Jesus standing in a purple robe with a crown on His head. My heart pounded but I did not move from my seat.

The conviction continued until on the way home, I finally had to speak and I told my father that I wasn’t really saved and wanted to ask Jesus to come in my heart. As soon as we got home, my dad took me to my room and we knelt beside my bed and I asked Jesus to be my Savior.

That took care of my eternal home and I will forever be grateful. But when I was twelve years old, I made another important decision. I was at the Bill Rice Ranch attending camp with my youth group. I felt the need to give my whole life to Christ to use in any way He saw fit. At the time, I felt he would lead me to be a missionary or a Pastor’s wife or a teacher....the usual things that go through your mind that you would be willing to do for Him. What I didn’t know....was that His call would be more than I could even imagine.

I believe God’s call for my life was to be a mom, but, more than that, a mother of a special needs child. This is not an easy call. The mom part is. I love being the mother of Kristin and Korie. Kristin was born first. She is a special person and I know God has a plan for her and I can’t wait to see what He does in her life. Two years later, Korie was born with Spina Bifida. You can read more about this under KORIE’S STORY. God has called me to minister to her and this will not end when she turns 18. I am very grateful that I do not have to do this alone. I have my husband to help and he is the best dad in the world. It would be so much more difficult if we weren’t in this together. But most importantly, God has not called us to this on our own.  He is with us every step of the way. And it is a call we gladly accept with all that comes with it and it is accomplished in love through Him.

My testimony does not end here for there is much more ahead. Perhaps in the future, I will add to this testimony. I tell you all of this for a reason. If you have never had a time in your life when you made the decision to accept Christ as Savior, please consider. When Adam sinned, sin came into the world and sin with it. (Romans 5:12) Because of this, we have all sinned (Romans 3:10, 23) and we don’t deserve, on our own, to go to heaven. God knew this and in His love, He sent His Son, Jesus, to die on the cross for you. (Romans 5:8). All YOU have to do is accept the fact that Jesus died for you and asked Him to forgive you of your sin and to come into your life. (Romans 10:9-13) If you do this, you will have a home in heaven for all eternity.

If you have already made this decision for Christ, I ask you to give your life to Him to use as He desires. We are called to do this in Romans 12:1,2. This is a sacrifice but it is worth it because what we gain will last for an eternity.