Tanya's

I have a testimony to share.  I was saved late one night, after a worship service while attending a week of church camp, on June 30, 1976.  (I was 13 years old.  I'm 46 now.)  My youth counselor was the one who led me to the Lord.  Thanks Carol!  There's nothing better than a church camp because you go to camp to have fun and learn about the Lord.  There's only one way to get to Heaven and that's through Jesus Christ. "Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life; no man cometh unto the Father, but by me."-John 14:6.  My hope is that someone who reads this will find the way, the only way.  It's so easy.  God's grace is there, waiting for you to ask for it.  I attended church all my life (Thanks Mom!) up to that time when I asked Jesus into my heart and have continued to be involved in a church.  I have had some wonderful experiences with different churches, Sunday School classes, church groups, and activities thus far in my life and I look forward to many more.  Thank you Jesus!  I just don't know what people do who don't know the Lord.  You need God more than ever these days.  I've not been a person to just sit down and share how to be saved but I have tried to live my life so that everyone would know that I love the Lord.  It is easier to type the words than to say them face to face.  Thanks Tyson for giving me the chance to share my feelings without all the stress of 'trying to do it perfectly'  in person.
 
  I've been blessed with a Christian husband and two wonderful sons.  Not that life hasn't been challenging along the way!  My sons are ages 20 and 11 so there's definitely been some challenges there.  At some point you just have to give it to the Lord and I did.  
 
Now, I just need to spread the Good News.  God is there, he's always there for me.  If bad times come, then He wants me to be stronger.  When good times are here, He is blessing me again!  Thank you Jesus!

My Testimony

I don’t have one of those dynamic testimonies where I grew up in an abusive family and as a teenager, became addicted to drugs and alcohol then one day stumbled into a tent revival where I became convicted of my sinful nature and was saved.  I did grow up in a family where as a preschooler I barely remember seeing my parents baptized together as young parents and then becoming very involved in our church as new Christians sometimes do.  Shortly thereafter our church went through a split and we began meeting in an old house and eventually were able to move into a church building that we attended at the time I began to ask questions about being saved and what that meant.  I have to say I don’t remember all the details that led up to the point in time I was saved. But, I do remember the specifics of when I was saved. I was in the 4^th grade and one Sunday afternoon after church, my Dad and I were in my bedroom talking about what it meant to be saved and what I had to do to be saved.  He was so good at explaining how simple it was and all I had to do was ask Jesus to come into my heart. So, there in my bedroom, I knelt down beside the bottom bunk of mine and my brother’s bunk-beds and with child like faith asked Jesus to forgive me of my sins and come into my heart and save me.  He did.  I can say being saved and growing up in church with a Christian family that supported me, kept me out of a lot of trouble that a boy…teenager…young man could have gotten into and He has continued to have His guiding hand on me throughout my entire life.

Thanks Dad for being sensitive to His Spirit working in my heart and having the courage to explain what was happening to me.