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kimberly's Testimony
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Where to start.......
Okay, I was introduced to religion, christianity, and so called saved people from birth. My Mom and Dad were fortunate enough to be transfered from their hometown and left the "to remain nameless religion" in 1974. When they left the religion, we were excommunicated and therfore, our family left us also. How do you explain that to a 6 year old. Well, my Mom tried, but I didn't understand. My maternal grandparents left the "to remain nameless religion" the following year and they too were excommunicated. Well, we at least had some family. Now, don't get me wrong, the rest of my family would speak to me. They just wouldn't travel to see us. They wouldn't call us, we had to call them. They wouldn't associate with us in any form of celebrations. They wouldn't come to my graduation. They thought I was horrible for going to college. It was obvious that they were going on with their life and they kept the appearances of being family, but there was not any connection. As far as they were concerned, we were going to Hell and they didn't want to appear to be related to us sinners. Therefore, I turned away from religion. I thought - how could a God as great as everyone says have this type of a deal. I associated all christians with my experience, not knowing the difference. My parents believed in God, but not that "to remain nameless religion" and decided that church & spiritual teaching was not going to be center in our lives and that I could make up my mind on my own when I grew up. I can't fault them, they were doing what they thought was right by getting out of there, and then really didn't know how best to do the next step, so they just stayed there. In the "lets not have to deal with this" mentality. They couldn't teach me wrong that way.
So there is the foundation. I never really denied there was a God, but I didn't acknowledge Him either. I was very confused. I remember going to VBS as a young girl with a friend and going to the alter. I remember thinking....what am I doing here. I really don't understand all of this, but I was way to young and embarrassed to ask anyone. I remember 1 other time going to church as a high schooler with a friend. Having been out the night before partying and now we are in a church. It was a pretty forward thinking and non-traditional church for the mid-80's. I thought it was neat, but in my head was...."what the heck am I doing here - last night I was drinking and today I am sitting here pretending to be perfect".
My college career was more of an education in party 101, 201, 301, and 401. I was really good at it. Don't get me wrong, In High School, I was in show choir, band, a cheerleader, played soccer & softball. I got offered a soccer and softball scholarship to college. I was a very well liked and functional party animal. In college, I was very active in a sorority and clubs galore..... Sometime between 18 and 20, I started having medical symptoms that were not normal and no one could figure out what was wrong. They blamed me for them. It was the start of a very long struggle with a medical condition that we still have not pin-pointed a diagnosis for, but at least at this point, they believe it is real and are doing what they can to figure it out. I can live with it. It has just made my life more difficult.
Now let me explain. Stuff has always just come to me. If I wanted something, I worked for it and got it, but there would always be doors open for me that at the time seemed too good to be true. For example - I graduated from college despite my lack of effort. Upon my graduation, I didn't even have a resume' done. I applied for 10 jobs, got 7 interviews and 5 job offers. I picked the one I wanted. I took a job at a residential treatment center working with mentally ill kids. I loved it. 6 months later, I am really wanting to move back closer to some friends. I come in contact with a friend of a friend that found out I was working at a RTC. She met me 1 weekend and asked me to come back home and work there at her RTC making 5K more a year. I didn't apply, I didn't interview nothing....I get there and immediatly get identified to start in a program for a free graduate education. Shortly after finishing that, the agency took a turn for the worse and I decided I had to leave. I decided to move to where my grandparents were living. I find an RTC w/in 30 miles from their home. I apply. I go visit them for a week to look for a job. While I am there, the place I had applied called me in for an interview. I go back home and by the time I get back to work, they call and offer me a job. 2 weeks later, I've move 14 hours south, have a job, and a new start. Again, more money. Afer working there a year, I knew I couldn't stay there, they were not treating the kids right. I had a stalker at the job, and knew that if I stayed there, I would end up in a lot of trouble. I quit my job w/o knowing where to go or what I was going to do. The same day I quit my job, the place I had previously worked called me on the phone and said they hated to have lost me, that the people that had been doing the stuff that I believed to be unethical have left and would I come back for a promotion. Well, duh....I didn't tell them, but hot dang, sure I would. Of course, with them....we had to go through the salary negotiations. Another great raise. About a year after I return to that agency, they promote me and gave me a substantial raise. A year after that, they hired another unethical person that I decided I couldn't work for. I have got to leave....I call my family and they say, hey, I just saw in the paper this weekend they have a job here that you are qualified for. I had to have my resume' in by that day. I got it in. I went on vacation again to visit there and wouldn't you know it, they called me for an interview while I was there. I left the interview and returned to work. I did it another week and decided that I was just going to have to leave to find another job. The day I resign, the job I interviewed for called and offered me the job. Guess what - another raise.....I work there 2 1/2 years and my supervisor leaves to go to another facility for a promotion. Once again it becomes unethical and I decide that I will have to leave. I apply for a cut in pay at the facility my former supervisor now runs. I get that job and decide to take 2 weeks vacation and start there following that. While I am on vacation, my former supervisor calls and says, "hey, the administrator over the program just resigned, would you come do that"? Sure, I say. And wouldn't you know it, it came with more money and a rent and utility free house.
While I am there for 5 years, I decide to adopt 4 children. I start to get involved with a church for their sake, but never could find one that I really fit in. I and all the kids get baptised a year after the adoption. Things are great....but I still don't have a real relationship with God. I still really don't understand what it all means. I still really don't acknowledge him. I remember telling the pastor of the church, I wish you could just tell me bible stories that you tell the kids so that I could better understand. My former supervisor leaves, I decide to put in for a promotion. I didn't get it and instead someone I had trained gets it. I was devistated, but had applied for another job as well, didn't expect to get that, it was a double step up. Wouldn't you know it - I got that one and was on my way 4 hours south. I go to look for a home 1 weekend. I find a home (the 1st one I see), the owners were to sign an alternate offer, but decided to wait because they liked me. I made an offer, they accepted, I got pre-approved, got the home inspection done, and got all the paperwork to the mortgage company w/in 2 hours. Two weeks later, I was moving in....I remember going back and telling everyone - God wants me there. God made it happen. God has a plan, I am just in it for the ride.....
I move. The kids come 2 weeks later after spending sometime with their grandparents. I get here and meet my admin. asst. She introduces me to her church. I love it from the 1st time I go. I finally have a place I belong. I love the pastor and all the staff. It is real, relevant, and inspired. I fall completely in love with Jesus. That is when my entire world falls apart. That is 2 years ago. I have been in battle ever since.
My kids fall apart from the move. They all are having significant behavior problems. I keep going to church and taking them and crying through it with God. My job becomes very dificult because of a scandal at another facility. I keep going to church and crying through. 1 year after I come, I lose my job because of the political atmosphere in association with the scandle. 10 of us on the same day are let go. I keep going to church and crying my way through. I remember standing at the alter balling. I remember standing in my room at home, balling. I remember not knowing how I was going to pay the bills or how I was going to feed the kids. I stood in my room and said, God - I am not leaving, I am not going away, nothing can seperate me from you. I recieved my baptism in the Holy Spirit the next day at a church function. I got a job. The battles weren't over, but there were wins coming....That is when the thoughts started. I would have thoughts of killing myself. I would think about how to do it. It would just pop in my head. I would say to myself, I don't want to do that, why do I keep thinking about it? Why do methods of doing it keep coming in my head? I am not crazy, but I am very depressed. I kept going to church and telling God that I am his and that I will not leave. One day at church, I finally, through many tears ask God to make it all stop. Fix me. Do what you want, but help me through this. It all changed that instant. Joy came. I got out of debt. Only a house and car payment now. I knew that it would all be okay. I knew that God had it covered. Everytime the momentum would build, I would have a major incident in my life. I waivered in my trust at times by being worried, but I kept going to church and kept saying.....it is all you God. Whatever the price. I want you. So here I am now, I still have struggles, but now I can honestly say......God has it taken care of, Joy will come in the morning. It always does. I can live saying that God has always had a plan for me. I can testify that I got another promotion last month and now am better off than ever. All I care about is Jesus and my relationship with him. I am now at a place that all I want to do is serve others for the rest of my life, raise my children to know God, have an intimate relationship with Jesus at any price, and have others see Him through me.
My testimony is not over however. God has given me promises that will surely come to pass. I can't wait to see what is next.
Which categories of people did you belonged to before you were saved?
The Unaware, Other
Who have been your best examples?
God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit....,
My Mom,
My 9th Grade English Teacher
List books, music or ministries that have helped your walk:
Books: In a Pit with a Lion on a Snowy Day, When Heaven Invades Earth.
Television: Daystar, The Factor, The Mole.
Music: The Crabb Family, Andrea Webber, Ricardo Sanchez, Mary Alessi. Oh, and I love 80's music.
Childrens Ministry - Kidz 1st, Pastoral Support - I use my skills in organizational management to assist all the pastoral staff. I love working behind the scenes, I look at my work as a service to those that harvest souls for Christ. If I can keep them organized and on top of the business part of ministry, then it opens up time for them to do God's work.
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Where to start.......
Okay, I was introduced to religion, christianity, and so called saved people from birth. My Mom and Dad were fortunate enough to be transfered from their hometown and left the "to remain nameless religion" in 1974. When they left the religion, we were excommunicated and therfore, our family left us also. How do you explain that to a 6 year old. Well, my Mom tried, but I didn't understand. My maternal grandparents left the "to remain nameless religion" the following year and they too were excommunicated. Well, we at least had some family. Now, don't get me wrong, the rest of my family would speak to me. They just wouldn't travel to see us. They wouldn't call us, we had to call them. They wouldn't associate with us in any form of celebrations. They wouldn't come to my graduation. They thought I was horrible for going to college. It was obvious that they were going on with their life and they kept the appearances of being family, but there was not any connection. As far as they were concerned, we were going to Hell and they didn't want to appear to be related to us sinners. Therefore, I turned away from religion. I thought - how could a God as great as everyone says have this type of a deal. I associated all christians with my experience, not knowing the difference. My parents believed in God, but not that "to remain nameless religion" and decided that church & spiritual teaching was not going to be center in our lives and that I could make up my mind on my own when I grew up. I can't fault them, they were doing what they thought was right by getting out of there, and then really didn't know how best to do the next step, so they just stayed there. In the "lets not have to deal with this" mentality. They couldn't teach me wrong that way.
So there is the foundation. I never really denied there was a God, but I didn't acknowledge Him either. I was very confused. I remember going to VBS as a young girl with a friend and going to the alter. I remember thinking....what am I doing here. I really don't understand all of this, but I was way to young and embarrassed to ask anyone. I remember 1 other time going to church as a high schooler with a friend. Having been out the night before partying and now we are in a church. It was a pretty forward thinking and non-traditional church for the mid-80's. I thought it was neat, but in my head was...."what the heck am I doing here - last night I was drinking and today I am sitting here pretending to be perfect".
My college career was more of an education in party 101, 201, 301, and 401. I was really good at it. Don't get me wrong, In High School, I was in show choir, band, a cheerleader, played soccer & softball. I got offered a soccer and softball scholarship to college. I was a very well liked and functional party animal. In college, I was very active in a sorority and clubs galore..... Sometime between 18 and 20, I started having medical symptoms that were not normal and no one could figure out what was wrong. They blamed me for them. It was the start of a very long struggle with a medical condition that we still have not pin-pointed a diagnosis for, but at least at this point, they believe it is real and are doing what they can to figure it out. I can live with it. It has just made my life more difficult.
Now let me explain. Stuff has always just come to me. If I wanted something, I worked for it and got it, but there would always be doors open for me that at the time seemed too good to be true. For example - I graduated from college despite my lack of effort. Upon my graduation, I didn't even have a resume' done. I applied for 10 jobs, got 7 interviews and 5 job offers. I picked the one I wanted. I took a job at a residential treatment center working with mentally ill kids. I loved it. 6 months later, I am really wanting to move back closer to some friends. I come in contact with a friend of a friend that found out I was working at a RTC. She met me 1 weekend and asked me to come back home and work there at her RTC making 5K more a year. I didn't apply, I didn't interview nothing....I get there and immediatly get identified to start in a program for a free graduate education. Shortly after finishing that, the agency took a turn for the worse and I decided I had to leave. I decided to move to where my grandparents were living. I find an RTC w/in 30 miles from their home. I apply. I go visit them for a week to look for a job. While I am there, the place I had applied called me in for an interview. I go back home and by the time I get back to work, they call and offer me a job. 2 weeks later, I've move 14 hours south, have a job, and a new start. Again, more money. Afer working there a year, I knew I couldn't stay there, they were not treating the kids right. I had a stalker at the job, and knew that if I stayed there, I would end up in a lot of trouble. I quit my job w/o knowing where to go or what I was going to do. The same day I quit my job, the place I had previously worked called me on the phone and said they hated to have lost me, that the people that had been doing the stuff that I believed to be unethical have left and would I come back for a promotion. Well, duh....I didn't tell them, but hot dang, sure I would. Of course, with them....we had to go through the salary negotiations. Another great raise. About a year after I return to that agency, they promote me and gave me a substantial raise. A year after that, they hired another unethical person that I decided I couldn't work for. I have got to leave....I call my family and they say, hey, I just saw in the paper this weekend they have a job here that you are qualified for. I had to have my resume' in by that day. I got it in. I went on vacation again to visit there and wouldn't you know it, they called me for an interview while I was there. I left the interview and returned to work. I did it another week and decided that I was just going to have to leave to find another job. The day I resign, the job I interviewed for called and offered me the job. Guess what - another raise.....I work there 2 1/2 years and my supervisor leaves to go to another facility for a promotion. Once again it becomes unethical and I decide that I will have to leave. I apply for a cut in pay at the facility my former supervisor now runs. I get that job and decide to take 2 weeks vacation and start there following that. While I am on vacation, my former supervisor calls and says, "hey, the administrator over the program just resigned, would you come do that"? Sure, I say. And wouldn't you know it, it came with more money and a rent and utility free house.
While I am there for 5 years, I decide to adopt 4 children. I start to get involved with a church for their sake, but never could find one that I really fit in. I and all the kids get baptised a year after the adoption. Things are great....but I still don't have a real relationship with God. I still really don't understand what it all means. I still really don't acknowledge him. I remember telling the pastor of the church, I wish you could just tell me bible stories that you tell the kids so that I could better understand. My former supervisor leaves, I decide to put in for a promotion. I didn't get it and instead someone I had trained gets it. I was devistated, but had applied for another job as well, didn't expect to get that, it was a double step up. Wouldn't you know it - I got that one and was on my way 4 hours south. I go to look for a home 1 weekend. I find a home (the 1st one I see), the owners were to sign an alternate offer, but decided to wait because they liked me. I made an offer, they accepted, I got pre-approved, got the home inspection done, and got all the paperwork to the mortgage company w/in 2 hours. Two weeks later, I was moving in....I remember going back and telling everyone - God wants me there. God made it happen. God has a plan, I am just in it for the ride.....
I move. The kids come 2 weeks later after spending sometime with their grandparents. I get here and meet my admin. asst. She introduces me to her church. I love it from the 1st time I go. I finally have a place I belong. I love the pastor and all the staff. It is real, relevant, and inspired. I fall completely in love with Jesus. That is when my entire world falls apart. That is 2 years ago. I have been in battle ever since.
My kids fall apart from the move. They all are having significant behavior problems. I keep going to church and taking them and crying through it with God. My job becomes very dificult because of a scandal at another facility. I keep going to church and crying through. 1 year after I come, I lose my job because of the political atmosphere in association with the scandle. 10 of us on the same day are let go. I keep going to church and crying my way through. I remember standing at the alter balling. I remember standing in my room at home, balling. I remember not knowing how I was going to pay the bills or how I was going to feed the kids. I stood in my room and said, God - I am not leaving, I am not going away, nothing can seperate me from you. I recieved my baptism in the Holy Spirit the next day at a church function. I got a job. The battles weren't over, but there were wins coming....That is when the thoughts started. I would have thoughts of killing myself. I would think about how to do it. It would just pop in my head. I would say to myself, I don't want to do that, why do I keep thinking about it? Why do methods of doing it keep coming in my head? I am not crazy, but I am very depressed. I kept going to church and telling God that I am his and that I will not leave. One day at church, I finally, through many tears ask God to make it all stop. Fix me. Do what you want, but help me through this. It all changed that instant. Joy came. I got out of debt. Only a house and car payment now. I knew that it would all be okay. I knew that God had it covered. Everytime the momentum would build, I would have a major incident in my life. I waivered in my trust at times by being worried, but I kept going to church and kept saying.....it is all you God. Whatever the price. I want you. So here I am now, I still have struggles, but now I can honestly say......God has it taken care of, Joy will come in the morning. It always does. I can live saying that God has always had a plan for me. I can testify that I got another promotion last month and now am better off than ever. All I care about is Jesus and my relationship with him. I am now at a place that all I want to do is serve others for the rest of my life, raise my children to know God, have an intimate relationship with Jesus at any price, and have others see Him through me.
My testimony is not over however. God has given me promises that will surely come to pass. I can't wait to see what is next.
Childrens Ministry - Kidz 1st, Pastoral Support - I use my skills in organizational management to assist all the pastoral staff. I love working behind the scenes, I look at my work as a service to those that harvest souls for Christ. If I can keep them organized and on top of the business part of ministry, then it opens up time for them to do God's work.
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