I felt called into the ministry at a very young age. I have a disability and I wondered many times why God would call me into a traveling ministry. But all those years He was my strength when I didn't even know if I could stand. I have never given my testimony here. As I was in ministry I lost my aunt, my mothers sister, at the age of 43 to cancer. She was like a second mother and prayed me through so many hard times. Her loss was personally hard but she left behind a teen son and daughter that we had to help through the grief while still traveling. My grandmother on my fathers side took a brain tumor and we lost her, a wonderful woman of faith. My grandmother on my mothers side took cancer and her sister, again wonderful women of God. They passed only a few months from each other. Then after all of this, my cousin lost her husband. Her husband and their son went hunting together, as they often did, and for some reason her husband decided he had forgotten something and turned back, stepping right in front of his sons shot. He was killed instantly. All this happened within years of each other.
I could honestly write a book on all that happened. And old song says "When I Can't Stand, I have to Lean". Only God, no other way. As I look back over my life I see the Footprints poem. He carried us through so many times. A friend would call, someone would send a letter, a song or sermon would just lift us up and help us go another mile. As hard as it was at times, I would never change all the wonderful people we met, the fellowship and lifelong friendships we made. I still pray for the churches and people of all the places we went. I pray that God continues to bless them and work in their lives. I thank God for the opportunity I had to take the Gospel to as many doors as He opened. God's mercy is so deep and wide. Jesus still saves, from the guttermost to the uttermost!! PTL
I could honestly write a book on all that happened. And old song says "When I Can't Stand, I have to Lean". Only God, no other way. As I look back over my life I see the Footprints poem. He carried us through so many times. A friend would call, someone would send a letter, a song or sermon would just lift us up and help us go another mile. As hard as it was at times, I would never change all the wonderful people we met, the fellowship and lifelong friendships we made. I still pray for the churches and people of all the places we went. I pray that God continues to bless them and work in their lives. I thank God for the opportunity I had to take the Gospel to as many doors as He opened. God's mercy is so deep and wide. Jesus still saves, from the guttermost to the uttermost!! PTL
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