Pam Gillette

I was not raised in a Christian home. Growing up I would attend church with my friends and their parents.

I was 26 years old when I first experienced feeling the presence of God. I was attending church with my husband, and they had some guest singers. The music touched me and I was hanging onto the words of the songs. I felt they were telling a story. I felt God was right there with me. I was hungry to hear more.

My husband and I were moving across town and the first thing I wanted to do was find a church. We started attending a church near us and I discovered that a few couples in our neighborhood also went there. We began to get involved in doing things with the church. But I was hiding a secret about my marriage. By this time I was several months pregnant and my husband was abusing me. I felt so ashamed and embarrassed that I didn’t tell anyone.

Three weeks after my son was born, my husband attacked me and left bruises I could not cover up. I knew then I had to make a decision. I called my parents and the police. My new friends took me under their wings. They prayed with me and for me. I knew I could not face the future with my son without God's help. I realized God put me in that neighborhood and church. The following Sunday, which was one year from the first time I felt the presence of God, I went forward at the end of the service and gave my life to Him. I was so excited and felt the burden lift from my shoulders as I accepted God as my Savior.

My husband and I divorced. Years later God sent me a man who shares my love for the Lord and together we share a passion to serve Him.

Pam Gillette