I was raised in a loving home by godly but imperfect parents. They loved the Lord and His Word and modeled the Christian life daily. During one of our pastor’s hellfire and damnation sermons, the Holy Spirit opened my mind and heart to the realization that I was a sinner in desperate need of a Savior. During the altar call, Jesus Christ saved me by grace through faith when I was 9 years old. The fear of the Lord was the beginning of wisdom unto salvation for me (Prov. 9:10; 2 Cor. 7:10).
Unfortunately, I latched onto legalism and perfectionism as a way to live out my Christian life. With no assurance of my salvation, I “walked the aisle” and recited the “sinner’s prayer” numerous times. When Mike and I married, I knew I was a Christian, but God and church were not on our radar until our eldest son, David, was born.
After returning to church, I tried to be a good Christian wife and mother for 10-15 years. That is, until I lost my temper for the umpteenth time with our younger, strong-willed son, Jon. In anger and desperation, I cried out to the Lord, “I’ve tried to be a good Christian wife and mother, but I simply can’t do it! This child is all Yours!”
This was what God had been waiting to hear for years. He slowly began the transformation process in my heart, molding me to be more fully and completely dependent on Him. Galatians 2:20 became one of my life verses: “I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” Jesus went from being my Savior and Lord to being my life (Deut. 30:20; Col. 3:4).
I’ve been married to Mike, the love of my life, for 43 years. While raising our two sons, I was called to teach a Bible study fellowship class for 16 years. I have been a Covenant Member of The Village since 2012, and Mike and I have been Home Group leaders since February 2014.