A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

 My mother and father both believed in the Lord but had differing faiths or beliefs and how when and where this should be practiced . So I went to church with my Grandma, the Pentecostal one.  All I remember from those years of going to church with her was that I going to hell because I wore shorts in the summer time and that I could not speak in tongues.  So I grew up believing that I was doomed for hell.  

     My brother Sammy was my best friend even up until and after I was married. When he was ran over by a car and killed the year he turned 32 and I 31, I nearly lost my mind through grief.  If my husband was late coming home from work or my son from school, I would go into hysterics.  I was sure that they were in some wreck and were dead too.  My reasoning being that if God could take my brother He could take my husband or son.

     As the Lord would have it my nearest neighbor had recently had a dearly loved son die from leukemia just a few years before I met her.  She understood my grief and knew the Answer for it.  Nothing would do but that I had to go to this prayer meeting with her.  She called it a Catholic Pentecostal prayer meeting.  I didn't know about the Catholic part but I did know about the Pentecostal part and I did not want any part of it.  But Betty begged and pleaded until I gave in.

     It was hot summer time in Dallas, Texas and the meeting was held in a high school gym, with no air conditioning.  It was crowded and you can imagine just how hot and humid and sticky it was.  But it didn't feel that way to me.. After we got in and sat down and settled in it felt more like coming in from a cold winter afternoon and then cozying up to a heater. It was really nice in there.

     It was if  I knew everybody personally  and they knew me. This was my first experience of being in the presence of the Lord and I liked it. Just being there with them all was nice but then things got even better. They started singing and some were doing it in tongues!  It sounded like angles singing to me.  I asked Betty what was that I was hearing?  Typically, Betty, in her sweet way told me that if I would just be quiet  I might find out and of course, eventually I did.

     That was about 1974..  From that first prayer meeting I finally found my 'home church' and was born again and raised up in Christ. there for about 9 years before moving on. As  the gospel song goes, He gets sweeter and sweeter as the years go by. And He has.

     The point of writing this is that hopefully if you don't know the Lord Jesus as Savior yourself that you might take this time to do so. The how to do so is on my Statement of Faith page.  It is my prayer that if you do not know Jesus as your Lord and Savior that perhaps by seeing His plan for your life through the meaning of your name (as well as other avenues) you will make that decision today.

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Home | What's In A Name | Name Products | Links | Contact Us