My Testimony

I was raised in a religious family. We attended church once a week. When I started school as a fist grader, inside of me was a feeling of being lonely and unloved. These same feelings of emptiness and loneliness followed me to high school. I hated who I was. I tried food, sex alcohol, and drugs to deaden the pain. By the time I graduated from college, I was addicted to food, alcohol, and sex. My life continued a downward spiral throughout my twenties. At the age of thirty, while working as a Computer System Analyst at Robins AFB, I married the “perfect” man. Several months after our twins were born I was escorted off Robins AFB into Houston County jail. My “perfect” husband was a con artist. I was in financial ruin. I filed for divorce and bankruptcy in the same week. A few weeks later, I discovered I was pregnant again. This time I didn’t want his child. I went to Atlanta and had my baby aborted. I was distraught. For Christmas that year, I received a gift certificate from my Mother for financial counseling. My financial adviser, Bruce Farman, was a Godly man full of the Holy Spirit. He realized I had a greater need that financial help. He shared his testimony with me. He told me how Jesus had saved his life. Bruce invited me to church.

The following Sunday I met Bruce and his wife and two children at Green Acres Baptist Church. Brother Steve Scoggins was the pastor. Brother Steve preached from Romans Chapter 1. I was amazed. I had never heard Truth before. Monday night Brother Steve made a visit to my house. He asked me if I died that night would I go to Heaven. My immediate response was yes. He asked me how I knew? I responded that I had been a good person and that I had kept the Ten Commandments. He looked at me with kindness and Grace and said the Bible states in Ephesians 2:8-9, “For my Grace you have been saved through faith and that not of yourselves it is the gift of God, not of works, lest any man boast.” I spent many a restless night thinking about what Brother Steve had said. I continued going to church.

About three months later on Wednesday night in March, 1989, I was at a revival service. There was a preacher there from Texas, with cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. He preached about sin and hell. For the first time in my life, I realized I was a sinner condemned to hell. I cried out to Jesus and ask him to save me. I immediately felt a burden lifted from me. I had been set free from the bondage of guilt and sin. I realized Jesus had died for me. I realized I was loved unconditionally. I ran down to the front of the church, tears pouring from my face. The first person I saw was Brother Steve. He grabbed me and hugged me. I will never forget his words and kind smile. He said Paige, I have been praying for you to be saved. I was so full of joy I couldn’t stop crying. I now knew Jesus as my savior. Jesus saved my life that night. March 1989, Jesus gave me a new life. Jesus gave me a love for God, a love for His word and a love for His church. He replaced my sinfulness with HIS righteousness. Jesus gave me a purpose for living: THE GLORY of God. I now have a Godly husband and three Godly children. I will close with this verse…. 1 Corinthians 1:18 For the word of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. Hallelujah

All to Him I Owe

Paige