"Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come into him and dine with him, and he with Me. " Rev. 3:20

The Testimony of the Presence of Jesus Christ in My Life

By: Theresa V.

 

I did not meet my Lord and develop a genuine relationship with Him until I was incarcerated. I was raised by my grandparents, Baptist ministers, and was in church every time the doors opened up; so I knew the Word (or best put, the Word knew me).

I began using drugs and alcohol when I was about 14 years old. I'd drink and smoke pot with my aunt and uncle (they were only about 6 to 8 years older than myself). This went on until I don't know when, and my addiction advanced to speed, acid, and ultimately to crack which took over every fiber of my being. I did whatever I had to do to accommodate my habit.

I eventually lost everything including my newborn baby, which I named Neihmiah because of God's mercy inspite of my selfishness and ignorance. D.H.R. took him from me the day I was to bring him home from the hospital; he was only 6 days old.

I had outstanding warrants for theft and was arrested that same day from the hospital. Once incarcerated in the local county jail, I was faced with the decision of going on the way I had been, or to seek out a better way of life. I was in great physical, as well as, emotional pain when some of the girls asked if I would be interested in becoming involved in the correspondence Bible studies offered to inmates, and they signed me up.

Needless to say, I prayed as I had never prayed before. When I got sentenced to one year, I felt it was truly an unfair sentence for the misdemeanor offenses I was charged with. Almost immediately, I knew the sentence was somehow an act of God.

By the time my first study arrived, I had made up my mind to develop as much knowledge as I could to overcome the demons within me, to transfer control of my life to a Higher Power by whatever means necessary. I dove in head first studying, praying, meditating, and fasting daily, 80% of the hours I was awake.

It was then that I asked the Lord Jesus into my heart and my relationship with Him became extremely personal and very intimate. Ironically, the first passage I opened my Bible to was James 1:2-6. I knew at that moment the Spirit was truly a Comforter. God had shown me that no matter how bad it seemed, I could count it all joy and survive.

The studies I received increased my hunger and thirst for the Word. It was as though I could never get enough, always wanted more. I wanted everyone who came into my cell to know the Lord and to have the opportunity to study His Word through these studies.

For 7 months, I prayed, studied, and assisted others in developing a relationship with my Savior, my newfound lover of my soul. I had actually developed an acceptance with where I was when I was totally un-expectantly called to go to court. I had no clue what was about to take place. When I arrived in court and my name was called, I pled the blood of Jesus over whatever the outcome would be.

I stood before the judge, and when he said that he was suspending my sentence with time served and cancelling my $1,400 fine; all I could say was "Thank you, Jesus, thank you, your honor," repeatly with tears of joy. I was free.

I am still to this day holding on to the Word of the Lord for dear life and doing my Bible studies. The prison ministry has been so supportive of me during incarceration as well as in the free world.

I am a recovering addict with a criminal record, and by God's grace, I am working on getting my family back and pursuing goals to reach my full potential. Without these studies I may not have even read God's Word, but because God placed the blessing of this ministry on my life, there is less of me and more of Him in my life now. I still stumble along the way, but He is always there before I hit the ground.

"And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony...." Rev. 12:11

May God bless every reader of this testimony of His grace and mercy. In Jesus' name. Amen

 

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