My Story

When I was growing up, my father, a WWII vet, was fond of saying, “There’s no such thing as an atheist in a fox hole.” And while I thought he was probably right about that, I didn’t see it as particularly relevant to my life. I was certainly never signing up for the service; far from it! It’s been many years since I heard Daddy utter that phrase. Since then, I’ve grown up, married a wonderful man, and raised two amazing children. In fact, they both chose to follow Christ long before I did. My life seemed like it was right on track. My husband and I were pretty happy with how everything was falling into place. Sure, I believed in God, and I knew Christ had died for our salvation and all, but everything was going along fine. Why did I need a personal relationship with Christ? Then, last summer my life took a frightening turn. While my husband and I were at the beach, my son was arrested for possession of drugs. Talk about feeling sucker punched; we didn’t even know he used drugs! It wasn’t long before it seemed like our lives were spiraling out of control. The more we found out about his habit, the worse it got. We were in completely uncharted territory, and had no idea how to handle this situation. This was my personal foxhole. Being completely overwhelmed, I turned to God and asked Him to take over. I knew I needed His wisdom and guidance if we were going to get our son the help he needed to turn his life around. Even though, I had not sought the Lord in any meaningful way for a very long time, He was there for me every step of the way. God not only helped us immeasurably through that ordeal, he put people and opportunities in my life to draw me closer to him. I joined a bible study and attend church regularly now. Bear in mind, a year ago I didn’t even own my own bible! I thank God every day for the blessings he has given me, and the most important one is my relationship with Him.