For a long time, and in many sermons I spoke these awesome words, perhaps without full understanding of what they meant: "No test, no testimony". In the height of emotion, as the audience of Saints were brought to a new level in the Holy Spirit, I spoke loudly the words, "No test, no testimony"

In the course of my life, God had given me many testimonies: I had had three miscarriages and had come to grips with the fact that God wanted me to touch the lives of other people's children so He saw fit to keep the selfishness of gloating over my own children out of the equation. For that reason, I have sown into the lives of many children, though none of them were mine. Coming out of the academic world of education where I taught school for many years, God brought me to another level that became more intimate. This level was to be set in a field where I advised people, counseled them, coached them and inspired them. I became a licensed counselor in the field and a marriage and family therapist in private practice.
The challenges were there but, through God, I overcame them. I was unafraid and undaunting as I made up in my mind that I would do the will of my Father, and I would do it with excellence.

In the year of 2004 I was stricken with such bad headaches I found it difficult to perform my daily tasks. Along with the headaches I found that I could not keep anything on my stomach. I am diabetic so I thought that the symptoms that I was experiencing were connected to my illness, so my husband took me to the doctor. After being admitted to the hospital where many tests were performed, I was diagnosed with viral meningitis. I lapsed into seizures, coded out twice and whether I would make it through this illness doubtful. During the first seizure I remember hearing a friend pray for me from what seemed like so far off. It was then that I remember distinctly saying in my spirit: "Father, into your hands I commend my spirit", and I collapsed. Next Page