The Conversion is not a testimony of converting from non-believer to believer. I have been a believer since childhood. The Spirit compelled me to write this testimony of a perceived truth becoming unraveled. We must be obedient. This testimony is a flare into the darkness of father/son, mother/daughter relationships. As a son, I felt a desperation to be closer to my father before it was too late. This true story includes elucidating, peripheral incidents which bring revelation of the real truth as only God could orchestrate. This testimony reveals powerful insights of dangers from not asking God first. Concise scriptures are dispersed throughout as validation of this illuminating experience. My hope is my obsession-turned-revelation will be a window for others in their parental relationships. If you feel something is lacking, don't wait before it's too late. Most importantly, first ask God for instruction and be sure of it. Once God gives the go ahead, you cannot lose.
About the Author: Born into a solid Christian home in rural North Carolina, I experienced an enjoyable upbringing including church, school, scouting, cousins, paper route, odd jobs, sports, learning responsibility and how to treat others through Christian principles. Mom sewed my grade school clothes and neighbors' draperies. Dad was very good with construction and finished woodworking. Both parents were very supportive and corrected me when necessary. I remember, as a child, visiting my grandparents who raised chickens, lived in a three room house, heating and cooking by wood stoves, tin roof with tar brick siding, outhouse, and bucket-drawn water well. My parents' generation enjoyed inventions such as electric stove, refrigerator, a/c and indoor plumbing. I was born again as an early teenager which stayed with me for a few years approaching college. I love folk music and sang with a folk group at end of high school for a few years. After college, then military, I began drifting away from church life. Feeling like the average 'good guy', I continued for several years with this mindset. I wasn't studying or purposefully living scripture. Out of the military I remained in the Washington, DC area and eventually became a freelance graphic designer and remained so to this day. A conflict arose in late 1970s which nearly wiped me out. I lived and breathed depression and fear. Fear of sleep for nearly a year. Subsequently, my attention was dynamically diverted to my early Christian beliefs. I began, for the first time, to see what God had done for me through all those years. Compelling tears of joy, grace and mercy resulted as the light became brighter. Establishing that personal relationship with God changes everything. As a result, God has given me numerous testimonies. One of the most stunning is how far God has brought me. I have visited embassies, shaken hands with foreign dignitaries, met and worked with worldwide charities and ministers, and have enjoyed unique opportunities to spread the Word of the Kingdom. A considerable distance within two generations from humble beginnings with ancestors who were the salt of the earth. I am an extremely fortunate person.