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An Unwed Mother's Transformed Life
“I dated a guy I met in high school for many years and we had a child together, but the relationship did not work out and I became a single mother.   I was struggling in every aspect of my life... “


Most of my life, I felt trapped in misery and depressed. I have no recollection of having a happy childhood. I was depressed since I was a child. I did not have many friends. I dated a guy I met in high school for many years and we had a child together, but the relationship did not work out and I became a single mother. I was struggling in every aspect of my life physically, financially, emotionally, spiritually. I was working at a job where I was constantly treated in a condescending, disrespectful manner, and was paid peanuts. My low self-esteem plunged even lower. The only thing that kept my sanity there was one of my coworkers who I became friends with who made me laugh a lot, which I didn't do much otherwise. When I was 26, my 50 year old mother died suddenly from a massive stroke. Even before the ambulance arrived, there was no hope of ever having her back. She was my best friend. The one person I could tell anything to. I couldn't believe I no longer had a mother, nor a best friend. I became so weak, physically and emotionally, and I allowed the rest of my family to control my life, because I did not have the strength or the courage to pick up the reigns or to say "no", even when it came to compromising time and energy I needed to take care of my daughter. I became like a slave to them, and they took full advantage of me. I felt unloved and used.

As I continued losing control of my life, I saw the repercussions through my daughter’s behavior.
No matter how hard I tried, it seemed that nothing ever worked out for me. Every time I took a step forward, I would be pushed two steps back. I felt like I was slipping through a bottomless pit. I finally realized that I needed help, since I was getting to the point where I could only see life as hopeless, and I started seeing a therapist. About this time, I wasn't even sure if I believed God existed. But I thought, if He did, He certainly did not care about me and He was punishing me for something even though I've spent my life working hard and trying to be a good person. Even though God was not discussed much or taught in my house, I felt He was condemning me and I was constantly filled with shame, rejection and hopelessness. Somewhere, I got the idea that this was God's character (and thankfully, I was wrong!). I totally denounced God and (literally) cursed Him. I thought that if He did exist, He was not part of my life anyway.

Not long before my mothers death,
I could not stand being treated like garbage at work, and I needed a higher income to get by. Somehow I found the courage to look for a new job. At my new job worked many Spirit-filled, God-loving Christians (including the boss). I hate to admit this but I will anyway; my coworkers were all a bit older than me, and I thought maybe it was a generation thing. Nevertheless, God's Word was fed to me for four years and many seeds were planted within my heart, though I didn't know it then. I rebelled against them for years because I couldn't believe the wonderful things they were saying about God. They spoke so much about Jesus, and though I heard about Him, I had no idea about the significance of the Son of God. I never thought God could be responsible for "good" things happening to me, because I thought He was mean and unjust, a condemner and punisher. I now know that God had brought me to this place of employment to bring me closer to Him and to finally recognize the awesome love He has for me. Also, God started to strategically place many other Christians within my path I so often encountered a ministering, witnessing, loving Christian to help confirm what my coworkers were trying to tell me! But, I dismissed them for a long time too. I see now that, one way or the other, God was making sure I became one of His beloved children!! But still, at this time, I thought they were all a little fanatical about their faith, even though I could understand how important God was to them. God nor Jesus, not even attending church, were ever emphasized at home and I was so lost.
I consider myself at my lowest during the summer of 1999. I was taking antidepressants but still was depressed, overwhelmed and lonely. My self-esteem was shot. I started meeting guys over the Internet for sex. I fooled myself into believing that each one would result in a relationship but I really knew that each of them were only looking for a one-night-stand. What I was actually trying to do was fill a deep, dark void within my heart. I believed that men wanting me physically was a replacement for love. I cannot even remember the names of some of the guys I slept with (I am less proud of the fact that I rarely used protection, and even less proud that I put myself into some really dangerous situations many of these secret meetings were in very desolate locations). I also started getting involved in witchcraft and divination (spells, psychics, tarot cards, etc.). I had no idea of the dangers of these practices at the time, but I felt a lot of fear when I participated in them, which I now know were warnings from the Holy Spirit.

God wound up using one of these "bad" experiences for "good", just as He says in His Word. The last guy I met over the Internet became my friend instead of a one-night-stand, and so did his wife... yes, his wife. My chats with him mainly consisted of regular conversation, a little risqué, but I think he was just looking for someone to talk to because he was separated from his wife and he still really loved her (and his 3 children). We met and came close to having sex, but he shocked me by saying "no" because he respected me (now that really shocked me!) and he also didn't want to do anything that would further jeopardize his marriage. What a surprise that was to me! And what an even bigger surprise to meet a man that helped me to realize I was doing myself such an awful injustice. I began to realize that the more sexual encounters I experienced, the lower I felt about myself, if that was even possible. It turned out that he told his wife everything and she felt she had to meet me, so they surprised me with a visit at the park at which I frequently walked. She was really very nice, and we quickly and surprisingly befriended. Her name was Amy.

During all this and sometime after my mother died,
the devil had started manifesting himself to me at night, through episodes of sleep paralysis (a half asleep/half awake state of consciousness during which your muscles are actually paralyzed for sleep, but your mind is awake and alert) and through what I thought were dreams. I would actually see and feel him. At first he made me feel blissful, though I was still scared from these strange spiritual encounters, and also because I would be totally paralyzed, not able to move or speak. The only thing I was able to move were my eyes. Then he started to get more aggressive and frightening. I wanted to cry out for help, but I could not. Something inside me lead me to talk about it to my Christian friends at work and they assured me that these weren't just dreams, that I should take it very seriously and seek God to keep Satan away from me as well as from my daughter. This is when I realized that God and Satan really existed and that they both were unavoidable, yet I still held back from accepting God's many invitations to just experience His love. I just couldn't imagine how I could trust in something I could not "see".
Eventually Amy became a sales rep for a major direct marketing cosmetics company and she asked me to come to one of her meetings to be a "face model". I wound up staying for the rep meeting where the current reps made their careers sound very fun and rewarding. Also, the policy of this company is "God first, then family, then career". At this point in time, I still wasn't so sure about God being first, but I knew I liked the idea of my family being before career, and I also liked the thought of a home-based business. It turned out that selling cosmetics was not for me and I quit. I thought joining this company was (one of) the biggest mistakes of my life because I felt, as I usually did, that something I tried did not work out and I lost A LOT of money . . . . but I gained something far more precious. Like I said earlier, God used a bad experience for good . . . and by using one of my potentially dangerous and self-destructive actions (by this I mean leading me to meet Amy's husband), God lead me closer and closer to Him, as you will see.

During my very short career with this cosmetics company, I had met another sales rep named Kelly; yet another loving Christian who God strategically placed in my path. We quickly became friends. We had so much in common, including our age, which helped me to clearly see that loving God is not an age thing. Also she was a single mother like me and our daughters were the same age. Kelly helped to confirm all the things I was hearing from my coworkers. In addition, she was going through a really messy and painful divorce (her ex-husband had did some very unspeakable things to her), yet she continually ministered to me. She taught me that God is love, not a condemner. I would often visit with Kelly because I could not get enough of what she had to tell me about His love. Both our daughters often fell asleep on us, so our talks would lead into the small hours of the morning! She was so knowledgeable about Scripture and so filled with love and sincerity. I continually saw how Kelly was (and is) so strong even though she's been rung through the mill, and it was obvious that God was her source of strength. She was happy and peaceful, and her trust in God was immense. Not once did she feel God was condemning or punishing her. She knew all those things came from the enemy, not from our Father. She helped me to see what it was really like to give your life to Jesus and accept Him as Lord and Savior. It is not about giving up stuff; it is about finding the reason we were created to live on this earth. It is about having a personal relationship with Christ, and experiencing unconditional, everlasting love, despite all the conditions we often place on God. It is about having life and having it more abundantly... not through how much stuff you can accumulate, but by the pure love that only our Father can give.

The more I learned, the more I wanted to know God like my Christian friends and co-workers. Kelly and one of my coworkers often invited me to their churches, but I declined many times, still holding back. It was just so hard to break free of the distrust and doubt, and I guess my pride was in the way. I started watching some Christian ministry services on TV and as I watched and listened, I felt Jesus gently and lovingly holding his hands out to me. With my face soaked in tears, I finally gave my heart to Jesus and accepted Him as my Lord and Savior. I immediately felt a ton of bricks lifted from my shoulders, and I cried for many hours.

It was than that I finally accepted Kelly's invitation to go to her church and there I was publicly saved. That day, the shame I felt for so long was lifted from me, and I knew I was a new creation in Christ. To this day, the depression and hurt, the low self-esteem and my overwhelming feelings of being out of control have been wiped away by God's grace. I immediately overcame any need for antidepressants, and my health (emotionally and physically) has improved. The void in my heart has been filled with the love of our Almighty God. Now I know that this is what I have been seeking all along. Jesus has changed me completely.

Intertwined in all this, I still experienced those nighttime "visits" from Satan. The closer I got to asking Jesus into my life, the scarier Satan became. I believe that he wanted to make me feel that if I turned to God, he (Satan) would physically hurt me. I was so afraid that I would refrain from praying to God for help. I knew God was stronger than the devil, but I could not get past the fear. Soon after I was saved, I had an extremely terrifying night where Satan would not stop torturing me with fear; everywhere I looked, there he was. I could not close my eyes or look at anything, because everything I looked at would warp into his grotesque image. I did not know that he could not hurt me anymore since I was now a child of God and the shed blood of Jesus on the Cross was my shield of protection. Though exhausted from lack of sleep, the next night, I was afraid to try to go to bed, and wanted to pray to God so badly. I told Him that I was too afraid to pray to Him, and then I heard God's voice. He told me to trust in Him. The devil was a liar. He could not hurt me anymore. I was so blessed to actually hear Him speak to me! There were times when I wasn't sure if I would mistake my own thoughts for God's voice, but this time, I absolutely knew God was really with me, and that I could trust in Him completely.

One of the many life changing things God immediately blessed me with, was taking my daughter and me out of my family situation and bringing us to a new home; a home from which I work (for the same company of Christians). This in itself is a long story, but to be brief they decided to close the corporate office I worked at and move its headquarters across the country, but they did not want to lose me. Knowing my situation at home, they offered for me to continue to work for them while helping me to get out on my own. They help me pay my rent and some utility bills, and I have more time to spend with my daughter ... and she no longer has to go to after-school care because I am home for her. I am a distance away from my family, which helps to put up some well-needed borders between us. My relationship with them is now growing stronger and healthier. Also, God brought my daughter and me to a wonderful, loving church near our new home (the Church of Grace and Peace) in order to continue to grow in Him. Additionally, at the new public school my daughter currently attends in our new town, her teacher is very understanding and accepting of our faith. She very graciously allows my daughter to do alternate projects when I feel that certain projects compromise our beliefs.
All along God has been loving and blessing me while I went through such troubled times. He so mercifully and lovingly lead me to Him, starting with bringing me to my Christian company and keeping me safe through all of the destructive things I was doing! He also helped me work through the loss of my mother. He filled me with so much love, a parental-type love, something I thought I'd never feel again. I never received that kind of love from my father, but I am even noticing that our relationship is growing too! And once I got my act together, my daughter's behavior was not erratic anymore. She is continually at the top of her class at school and is one of the most loving, caring people I've ever known.

I have been one of God's children for almost a year and a half, and I am growing in Him daily. As I see and feel His will unfold in my life, I am continually amazed and unbelievably blessed. I am so filled with joy that I cannot contain it! I want to share it with everyone. I am glad to have the opportunity to share my testimony with you. Thank you for taking the time to read it (I know it is long, but believe me, there is so much more to tell!) I pray that as you read my testimony, you will be blessed by learning about the power our Lord has to change our lives and to make us whole, and especially about His love for me and you.

There is no doubt in my mind that all these things did not happen by chance or coincidence. Everything was coordinated by Him. Once I was at the end of my rope, He stepped in and helped me to hold on, He pulled me up out of that deep, dark pit that I was in, and He brought me onto stable ground. Just as God tells us in His Word, I could clearly see how He worked out all my circumstances for my (and my daughter's) good, but all for His glory. Hallelujah!

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A CHANGED LIFE
Freed From Lesbianism
"I had just gone through a divorce that ripped my heart out. I was overweight, depressed, and sure I would never find love again."

My name is Beth. I had just gone through a divorce that ripped my heart out. I was overweight, depressed, and sure I would never find love again. I became friends with a lesbian, and eventually started hanging out with her friends. This all led to me meeting someone and knowing the  entire time it was wrong, I continued to live in that sinful lifestyle for three years. My heart was heavy as I knew that it went against God's will. Other homosexuals tried to tell me it was okay, God wasn't against it or he wouldn't have made me that way, yada, yada. My gut told me differently. Finally, after three years, I fell to my knees and asked God to forgive me and HELP me out of that life. Half believing it would happen, it did! I am now very, very, happily married to a wonderful man with a baby on the way. NEVER underestimate the power of prayer, or of God. No matter how far in you are, or how deep you get in sin, he still
listens for the sinner's prayer.

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Tried to Cope With My Unwanted Homosexuality
“...even "loving" homosexual relationships left me lonely and even more depressed, but...”


My name is Stephen Bennett. Throughout my entire childhood I felt I was different. Kids made fun of me in school - called me "faggot", "homo" and many other names. I was picked on, verbally abused, and even suffered physical violence on two occasions by other students because they thought I was "gay". There was a group of us students who were always picked on for a variety of reasons, including one being overweight, one being "super" smart, and one for stuttering. No one deserves this kind of mistreatment in school. As we all know, kids and teens can be just downright nasty.
Though I tried dating girls, in 1981 I gave into my life long homosexual feelings and in college I had my first "gay" experience with another student. After all those years, I finally "came out".

Within the next eleven years I became very promiscuous and was sexually with well over 100 men - many whom are dead today from AIDS. I played a daily Russian roulette with my numerous and careless sexual encounters. I did the "gay bar" thing for many years, and yes, I had my fun. I was even in love with another man and we lived happily together for several years.

But deep inside, the many sexual encounters and even "loving" homosexual relationships left me lonely and even more depressed. I became an alcoholic, drug addict and a bulimic - all in efforts to cope with my "unwanted" homosexuality. Deep inside, I really craved a family - a wife and children, but I knew it would never happen. I was told by the homosexual community "I was born that way" - and change was impossible. I believed them. One night, depressed and hating myself because of my homosexual lifestyle, I nearly died from a drug overdose. For me, it was clear my destructive, promiscuous, unfulfilled and "unchangeable" lifestyle only had one end - death. Of course, all homosexuals are not drug addicts, alcoholics, or bulimics. I was just truly messed up.

Today, over ten years later, I am happily married to a woman who knew me when I was single and a homosexual. We also have two beautiful little children - a boy and a girl. I am the happiest I have ever been - completely heterosexual. The drug addiction, alcoholism, and bulimia are gone as well. What happened?

I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. A person who cared enough to SHARE THE TRUTH WITH ME ABOUT HOMOSEXUALITY told me that GOD LOVED ME. She showed me in the Bible what God said about my homosexuality - THAT IT WAS SIN IN GOD'S EYES, AND THROUGH JESUS CHRIST, COMPLETE CHANGE WAS POSSIBLE! I never heard that before! No one ever told me I could really change!

All the lies I bought into throughout my entire life were gone! I didn't go to a special church, I didn't go through a program, it was not an "ex-gay" group that changed me - just my faith in Jesus Christ and belief in the Word of God. IT WAS THE TRUTH THAT SET ME FREE! Today, I no longer have homosexual thoughts, desires or actions. I really did change, and so have thousands of other men and women all around the world! YOU CAN COMPLETEY CHANGE!!

Because I care about you very much --- I want to share with you THE TRUTH:

1. NO ONE IS "BORN" GAY - for most, it all begins in the childhood. There are many root causes - some can be an early sexual experience, molestation or even broken relationships with family members (moms, dads, etc.)

2. GOD LOVES THE HOMOSEXUAL - YET HE HATES THE SIN - AND HOMOSEXUALITY WAS, IS AND ALWAYS WILL BE A SIN AND ABOMINATION IN GOD'S EYES - GOD WILL NEVER ACCEPT HOMOSEXUALITY - NO MATTER WHAT "OTHER" CHURCHES MAY TELL YOU.

3. THE HOMOSEXUAL LIFE IS ONE OF LONELINESS, SADNESS AND PAIN. Most homosexuals experience numerous sexual partners - very few find a partner for life. And even if they do - their relationship is NOT blessed by God, nor will it ever be - it goes completely against His perfect plan for mankind. Most homosexuals "play house" - one takes on the masculine role, one takes on the feminine. They "mimic" a heterosexual couple.

4. YOU KNOW DEEP IN YOUR HEART YOUR HOMOSEXUALITY IS NOT RIGHT. If you were to be brutally honest with me, and share with me "your" story… I'm sure you would see very clearly why you traveled down the homosexual road. "Your" story would not be too different from all of the rest of ours. We were there - we know how you feel. We know what you've been through. You are not alone! We have been there, too!

5. THERE IS A WAY OUT OF HOMOSEXUALITY - PEOPLE CAN CHANGE - COMPLETELY! Don't buy into the deception of homosexuality. Believe me, you will never be "truly" happy. I know. You can be the man or woman God created you to be - You can be happy, heterosexual and completely fulfilled. THERE IS HOPE - THERE IS A WAY OUT! GOD WANTS YOU TO "COME OUT" OF HOMOSEXUALITY TODAY!

As someone who WAS a homosexual, I am here to tell you Jesus loves you, so do I … and COMPLETE change is truly possible! Make that choice and be who God wants you to REALLY be - today!

For further information about "COMING OUT" OF HOMOSEXUALITY, please visit Stephen at http://www.SBMinistries.org

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A CHANGED LIFE
My Escape From the Gay Lifestyle
I Was Sexually Abused: “I was just looking for acceptance and this was the only way I felt accepted.”

I was born into a family that was totally dysfunctional in every way shape and form. My mom and my dad were serious alcoholics and abusive to each other. I believe that when I was born it was just for the pleasure of the moment. I grew up in Scotland. I don’t remember much of a happy life. My dad and my mom would drink and come home and tear each other apart. I was always in the way and they used me as a puppet. My father would pull me out of bed, my mother would fall asleep under the influence of alcohol, and my father would take advantage of me. His pleasure was to pull me out of bed, sit me on a hard chair, and torture me. I was mentally drained. I thought this would never end. His pleasure was to beat me with his army boots on. The stilts on his boots caused severe damage to my lower back. I’ve had so many blows to the head; it caused damage to my sight. Even to this day, I cannot see right. I’ve had two major operations. I wanted to die. I was looking for a way in my early days to run away only to find myself back home again. My punishment would be more torture. I used to hide in the closet so he would not know I was home, but he would find me and find excuses to get more drunk. The biggest blow to me that my own dad in his drunken state would sexually abuse me. I felt dirty and ashamed but I had no strength to fight back. This went on in my mind forever and ever. There is not one night that I could remember not being pulled out of bed and being abused.

I had a chance to run away like many days that I tried to run away, but this was different. On the street where I was walking and just walking with no plans and nowhere to go it just felt good to be free. Someone saw me walking in the rain that day and pulled over and asked me if I needed a ride. I was startled. I took the ride. He knew something was up, but he began to talk to me and he said, “I’m going to church and if you have no place to go, would you like to join me?” I said “yeah”. I found myself in a safe place where no one could hurt me, no one could beat me. I didn’t want to go home. I wanted to stay there. I felt safe. They talked about God. They talked about eternal life. They talked about no pain. It got my attention. I had nothing to lose. If Jesus was like these people, I felt safe. I found myself asking Jesus to heal my loneliness, to come into my heart, and be the dad that I never had.

Eventually I went home and never had a chance to go back to the church. My father realized that I was different now and put a stop to my having anything to do with Christianity. Out of fear I stayed away from church. Many years later when I was of age I was living in the sin of adultery and I fell into homosexuality. I was just looking for acceptance and this was the only way I felt accepted. I got a telephone call that my dad was dying and he wanted to see me, but I didn’t want to see him. I wanted him to die. That’s just the way I felt. Against my will, I found myself at the hospital, and there I saw my dad. It didn’t look like my dad. His kidneys had failed him and his liver was shot from the abuse of alcohol. I found myself at the foot of the bed face to face with my dad after so many years of bitterness. I was crying and my dad was crying. I was caught up in the moment. What do you say to a dying man? What I felt didn’t matter. This was different. Tears kept mounting up. He said, “Son, please forgive me. I truly love you.” It was so emotional. I had never seen him sober before, but he was a dying man. I just felt that maybe he was feeling guilty. I found myself in an awkward place, so I said, “ Dad, get some sleep now, I’ll see you later, but later never came. He died a few hours later.

The next day, we were making arrangements for his funeral. I met with the clergy who told us in the family just hours before I saw him that he wanted to see and talk to a clergyman. He repented of his sins and he had tears from his eyes and he asked Jesus to come into his life. I was told that his face changed and there was something different and I believe there was a reason why I had to be there at that time. I was living in my addiction, the gay life style. I was not happy. My life was messed up. My dad dies and he gets to go to Heaven. Bitter about life, I said, “This is not fair”. I was living in a relationship of the same sex for many years. I was not a happy camper. I felt this would last forever and my partner contracted AIDS, my worst nightmare. There were moments I looked back when I found myself talking to God. I never forget that time when I was younger and went to church and learned that God could help me.

After an eighteen-year homosexual relationship, my partner died. I thought this was the end of my life. Everything is gone now. What do I do? I found a comfort of drugs and alcohol to help cope, but nothing helped. I still had to wake up the next morning and those feelings were still there. I wanted to do away with my life. I took pills and alcohol but failed to take my own life. I kept pondering on “I’ve lost everything”, my job, my reputation, and what was left of my family. As I sat in my car, God quickened me to remember that moment long ago, the person in my early days who took me to church and told me about Jesus Christ. This was my only hope. I believe it was a God thing. Why not? I had nothing to lose. I’d lost everything anyway. I left my car, went up to my apartment and at that moment I pulled the telephone cord out of the wall, locked myself in the apartment and fell to my knees and was asking for help. I kept weeping and I kept weeping. There was a mighty battle going on. I felt satan and his demons and God and his angels fighting over my soul. I kept weeping, and then I began to feel a shifting. I saw Jesus; I saw a smile on His face. My hands went up to the hem of His garment. As I was holding on the helm of His garment the devil let go. Jesus embraced me, and I was free. I felt Jesus’ arms surrounding me. He said, “You’re home now, you belong to me!” In that moment, I was free from the bondage of homosexuality and any holds that the devil held me to. That part of my life is DEAD. And now I live because He lives in me. He is the answer. He is the way. He is the life. In Him I am complete. It is now ten years. I AM A FREE MAN! I HAVE MY IDENTITY! AND HE IS THE DAD THAT I NEVER HAD!

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A CHANGED LIFE
I Had 3 Abortions

I was a substance abuser, I was raped, I had three abortions and was in a cult.
I was a liar, a cheater, a thief, and a deceiver. Then something happened that changed all of this. I received and accepted the truth of Jesus Christ into my heart more than 15 years ago. Now I am not involved in any of that stuff. No more drugs, cigarettes, and illicit sex. Now I am a servant of God. I no longer serve evil and my own selfish desires. THANK GOD I DID NOT STOP SEARCHING FOR THE TRUTH UNTIL I FOUND IT in the death, burial, and resurrection of the Lord of my life. Now I thank God and the Lord Jesus Christ all day for bringing me into a life of purpose worth living.

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A CHANGED LIFE
We Had the Name, But No Baby
“Her words to us were "Well, you will get pregnant now, for sure."

God’s word is true whether or not we know it or believe it. Sowing and reaping is a physical as well as a spiritual law. You cannot harvest something you haven’t planted. You plant oranges, you get oranges. You plant words of encouragement, you will be encouraged when you need it. You sow money into the Kingdom of God and your finances will be blessed. It’s a law, like gravity. Whether or not you believe gravity is a physical law, doesn’t change the law. It will work every time. That’s the way God set it up.

Four years ago, me, my husband and our then 5 year old daughter began believing for a baby boy.. God gave us his name. It was to be Joshua Paul. We had the name, we had the furniture from our first child but no baby. We referred to the baby all the time. Our daughter constantly talked about her new baby brother and always thanked God for him but still, no baby. One Sunday in church, we discovered a situation that touched our hearts through our "Needs and Seeds" Bulletin Board.. It seemed there was a couple pregnant with their second child. They did not know Jesus and did not attend the church. Because of financial problems, they felt they could not afford to have another child and were considering abortion. Their mom, a good Christian woman who also attends the church, convinced them that God would supply their need and not to abort this child. They agreed to wait and see what God would do. In the meantime she posted a Need Card on the Bulletin Board for infant items; we saw the card and decided to sow every stitch of baby furniture, diaper bags, clothes, the works into this family. We had been saving it for our own baby but decided to give it to them. When the mother saw the amount of items we were giving to her son and daughter-in-law, she was overwhelmed. We told her we had been trying to have another baby of our own but nothing had happened yet. Her words to us were "Well, you will get pregnant now, for sure." I just tossed it off as someone who was trying to be encouraging. This couple saw the hand of God and were amazed at what God did for them. They decided not to abort the baby. It was a baby boy!! Exactly two months later, we found out we were indeed pregnant!! Mind you this is after four years of waiting. As the months rolled by we were aware that we now had nothing for our own baby. We had given everything to this other couple. Our baby boy was born April 2000 but by February 2000, two months before his birth, we had a nursery full of baby furniture and everything that goes with it: crib, changing table, baby bath, car seat, blankets, clothes, toys, none of which was purchased by us. It all miraculously came to us by the hand of God. As a matter of fact, we received more than we sowed because you can’t out give the Lord. When we’re done with these items, we’ll sow them again because we love living in the blessings of God.

If you want to continually live in the blessings of God, sow good things in the things you say, the things you do, the soil you sow your financial seed in and the way you live your life. You will never regret taking God at His word.

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