I hadn’t been exposed to church or God’s word much while I was growing up. As a young adult, I thought I was experiencing all that life had to offer…
I grew up in church. So, as my parents took me to church week after week and I heard all the great Bible stories.
Through a series of events God began to show me what real LOVE was. Not the kind of love in movies or TV, but REAL Love.
All my insecurities, fears and questions revealed an emptiness within my heart. I tried to ignore the promptings of my heart. Yet, I desperately needed answers.
My grandparents were the most godly people I knew. My grandfather shared Jesus with every person he came in contact with.
My mother was a person of deep faith and she made sure that my brothers and I were exposed to the teachings of the Bible.
My fondest childhood memories stem from my mother’s faith. I remember her taking my sisters and me to church in Manila, Arkansas.