Rock Writers’ Guild

Mom and Dad divorced when I was two years old. I was the youngest of four. Dad was a womanizer, Mom an alcoholic, siblings all messed up. All my siblings were out on their own by the time I was 8 years old. A neighbor called my sister,(the oldest sibling) to tell her that I was stopping by in the mornings on my way to school. I was hungry and I knew Mrs. Shanks would offer me a muffin or some cookies. It was October in Massachuesettes and I was still wearing sandals and summer dresses with no coat. I got myself ready for school and out the door in the mornings while my Mom slept. It was easier and less stressful than trying to wake her.

My sister and her husband decided to take me to live with them. They were doing a great thing for me but my 8 year old mind could only feel rejection from my Mother and my Father.

I slept on a pull out couch in the living room of their small apartment. One night I was feeling particularly abandonned and lonesome for my Mother. I would often cry quietly into my pillow so no one would hear me, as I did on this night. I felt something. I am not sure if the bed moved or the floor creaked or the heat just came on, but I felt it. As I lifted my head from being stuffed into the pillow I saw that the whole room was lit up. It was very bright and as I adjusted my eyes to the starkness of the light, I saw someone standing at the foot of my couch/bed. It was Jesus. I recognized Him immediately. His arms were open wide and I felt like the air in the room was embracing me with love. He simply looked at me and said, “Everything is going to be alright.” That was the end of it. I lay there.

In the morning, the sun shone through the slats of the venetian blind and woke me up. I looked for Jesus in the living room but He was not there.

To this day, I can’t honestly say if it was a dream or a Christophany.

Twenty one years later, a kind couple told me that Jesus loved me right where I was at in my life. Bonnie and Lee explained to me that if I was the only human being on the face of this earth, Jesus still would have given His life to redeem me from sin. I always thought that I was a mistake, born at the wrong time to the wrong family, but these folks said that God does not make mistakes, He has a plan for my life. I told them that I knew I was living in sin and had no plans to change my ways. In their simple, plain language way, they told me that was between me and God but I shouldn’t let my sin keep me from reaching out to God through Jesus. After all, He knows me best and Jesus STILL gave His life for me. That fact was a done deal and I could not change it. Then, Bonnie told me that God would never leave me or forsake me. No matter what I had done or will do in the future.

They backed up every statement by showing me scriptures to confirm what they were telling me. John 3:17;  John 10:27,28,29; Romans 2:11; Romans 5:8; Romans 10:9,10,11.

I challenge you to read those scriptures and see if you are not compelled to reach out and trust this Jesus to be your Savior. I gave my heart and my life to Him and I have never looked back.