How God Proved Himself to Me Part 4 0f 7
When Buddy came back the next morning we nervously waited for news. The Doctor walked in with a
smile.
“She’s a little fighter,” he said. “She’d never be alive otherwise. She’ll have to stay in the hospital. We’ll keep a close eye on her until she gains some weight, but, I think she will be OK.”
Tears filled my eyes and Buddy let out a sigh. Thank you, God.
We named her Pamela Sue, but Buddy called her our little “Kitten.”
I went home with empty arms, but our little girl already started to gain weight.
How could I explain to her older sister, Lynn, why we were coming home without a baby? Lynn loved gorillas, so we stopped on the way home and bought her a giant toy gorilla. At home, after hugs & 
kisses, I opened the bag and handed her the toy gorilla. She looked confused. She grabbed my blouse and pulled it up in the air. She looked back at the gorilla and asked,
“You had a monkey?”
When Sunday came, we kept our promise and went to church. At the end of the service, everyone sang, “They That Sow in Tears Shall Reap
in Joy.” The pastor invited people to come forward and put their faith in Jesus.
I felt a strong pull on my heart to move forward, but I didn’t know what Buddy thought about my decision. Then he reached for my hand and said, “Come on, Angel Face, let’s go,” and nothing could hold us back.
Dusty went with a man, and I went with a woman to a private room in the back. They explained from the Bible how simple it was to get saved.
We prayed this prayer, “God, I know that I’m a sinner, and the wages of sin are death-separation from God, in hell forever. I believe that Jesus died on the cross, was buried, and rose again on the third day to pay the penalty 
for my sins, past, present, and future. I know Jesus loves me so much that He died in my place. I’m sorry, but please be merciful to me. Forgive me, and transform my heart, for Jesus’ sake.”
I left the church feeling like God had lifted a giant weight off my shoulders. I had begun a relationship with Jesus, who promised to give us eternal life and be with us through all the joys and hardships of our present lives. Buddy’s face looked more radiant than when he bagged a big buck during hunting 
season.
“I feel like God lifted the world’s weight off my shoulders,” he said.
We had met Jesus, and our lives would never be the same. The first person I told was Mom. She cried tears of joy. Then I found my brother, Rodney. We shared a new closeness as we hugged each other tight.
I wanted to find the men who traveled on a religious wagon and ride with them.
As the months passed, our lives only got better. We learned new and exciting things every day. We had occasionally tried to read the Bible before but couldn’t understand what we read. 
Now, God has lifted a veil from our eyes that allows us to truly understand what we read.
Believers say we all have a vacuum inside of us that can only be filled by the Lord, and they were right. We’d finally found out what had been missing from our lives. The Lord took away all the emptiness, and we felt complete.
Whenever I discovered something new I liked, I was excited to tell everyone I knew about my latest find. My salvation was no different. I couldn’t wait to tell people about Jesus, especially my family. As the months flew by, my heart filled with joy as, one by one, my spunky sister Penny, my fun-loving sister Rena, and my brother Ronnie, the fighter with a black belt in karate, all accepted the Lord as their savior.
My brother, Rodney, was always a quiet, shy kind of guy. He liked to stay in the background. I would tease him about not telling everyone that he had gotten saved. His favorite song was “When the Roll is Called Up Yonder, “I’LL Be There.”
Then it was New Year’s Eve, which had always been a fun-loving night for Buddy and me, with drinks, country music, and midnight kisses at the corner bar. But God changed my heart, and I no longer wanted to go. Buddy felt the same way. It was not because we felt like we were Christians and knew that we shouldn’t be going to those places any longer, but we honestly didn’t want to go.
God never promised that we wouldn’t have any problems but that when we did, He would be beside us to help us through.
My brother, Rodney, found the girl of his dreams, Debbie, fell in love with her, and they got married.
Time passed, our little Kitten flourished, and I couldn’t believe that when she was almost two years old, I found out I was pregnant again. I received another surprise when Debbie announced that she was pregnant. We were both due within 3 weeks of each other.
I delivered our baby boy first; he entered the world with a healthy set of lungs and a scream. We named him Trevor.
Three weeks later, Debbie delivered a healthy little girl with a head full of natural red curls. She named her Rachel.
Our babies grew fast; before we knew it, two years had passed and they were old enough to enjoy the Holidays, along with their siblings & 
cousins. Thanksgiving went by and another Christmas was upon us.
Perfect timing, with Christmas only a few days away. Cookies, egg nog, fudge, searching for just the right tree to decorate, Christmas Carols—our favorite time of year, but there’s no way we could have known what heartache lay ahead.
Coming Soon Part 5