I accepted the Lord when I was 18. I had run away from home on my 18th birthday cause I knew they couldn't make me go back. I went to my aunt and uncle's home and stayed the summer with them. I was there about 3 weeks when I accepted the Lord into my life. I did come home and made up with mom. I had found a small church to go to and my brothers went with me. My sister (who is older than me) -- her family began to come and she also accepted the Lord.
You know one thing I have learned is that when Jesus speaks, He doesn't have to say a whole lot. I was always told never to ask Jesus or the Father to show me proof of anything but to have faith and believe. That is probably true, but you know, He does show you when it's necessary to do so. The day I was saved, coming home with my uncle, of course satan started right in on me. I said "Lord if what I'm feeling is real and I am saved then show me a sign," but immediately I said "NO never mind, they say to believe without seeing and I'm going to believe I am saved."I don't believe in once saved always saved because I was a backslider, I quit going to church. I didn't have anyone to talk to about it even in the church I was going to. My husband started an argument every time I got ready for church and it was easier for me to quit than to fight all the time. I was a new Christian and though I had several beautiful experiences with the Lord, the abuse beat me down. I'd asked for forgiveness again and again for going back on the Lord but I couldn't feel His forgiveness until a few years later. He spoke to me one day and said I had better get back to where I belonged before it was too late. But in a 3 week period more or less, I was almost killed 3 times. The first one I cannot for the life of me remember what it was, but the second time I was crossing the street and the cars would not let me get across and I was stuck in the middle, like I was invisible or something. This one car was so close that it brushed against my body. Now by rights it should have knocked me off my feet but I believe that the Lord, an angel, someone, was standing between me and that car.
The next week we were at the river under a bridge looking for fossils when this group of men began shooting our direction. Now I know they could clearly see us cause we could them. I think they were drunk or something. My husband would not believe they were, cause he can't hear good and he didn't see the bullets hitting around us. I called to him to get out of the way when, as he bent over, one hit the sand right behind him. I could not get him to listen and then a voice boomed all around me, loud as could be and He said "MOVE!!!" I didn't ask where, when or how, I just moved and a bullet whizzed by me -- I heard the whistle of it as it passed right by my ear and felt the wind from it.
the Lord never leaves us or forsakes us.... I believe that Jesus is the Son of God and He came to die for me on the Cross for my sins. And in faith, believing by His Grace by His blood shed for me "I am Saved!!" I believe the Bible word for word, from beginning to end, just as it is written and if I don't understand then the Lord shows or tells me. I was reading something, don't remember where it was now, but I could not make heads or tails of it and told the Lord, "Lord, I just don't understand what this is saying." Well I thought I'd turn our Christian station on awhile and do you know that there was a Bible study on and that very chapter I had been reading was on the screen on a black board and they were talking about it.