This is a page to help you get to know who we are and why we have decided to dedicate our lives to Jesus Christ. Below you will find a brief history on each of us and how we came to know a Savior's grace. We will also be including updates on our life together and some pictures. We hope you enjoy your visit.

My name is John Baker.

I grew up in Maple Hts. Ohio, a suburb just outside of Cleveland. Like most people I had a rough childhood. I can remember lots of yelling, alcohol, and drug use. When I was about five or six my parents went through a violent separation. My father told my mother to leave and I was told I would never see her again. Life was hard for me and my sister. We didn�t have much money and dad spent most of his time at work and then to the bar.

Life followed this pattern for several years. I got involved in alcohol at an early age. While most kids were playing baseball I was getting drunk in the woods. This quickly led to drugs and by the age of sixteen I was skipping school and getting high or drunk every day.

I also became interested in the occult, and the supernatural at an early age. It started out as kid games like Bloody Mary, where you look into a mirror and try to talk to a ghost. I even formed a club with my best friend called the ghost buster�s club when I was about ten. We would talk about ways to catch, or kill ghosts since we both believed they were real. Before long it started getting serious. My buddies and I started using ouija boards and holding seances at my house on the weekends. At this time I didn�t believe in God, at least not the God of the Bible. I can remember asking my dad about God a few times but the answer I received was that there was no answer. Being the analytical sort this didn�t sit well with me and only strengthened my desire to delve into the spiritual realms by whatever means necessary. I never specifically worshipped Satan, I was into white witchcraft, Wicca and the like. Now this was years before movies like �The Craft� started to glamorize this sort of thing so I kept it hidden for quite a while.

All through this time my home life got progressively worse. My family was kicked out of our home and unknown to me my father had developed an increasing dependency on crack cocaine and alcohol. When I was about to turn eighteen my sister surprised me. She told me she had talked to our mom, and she wanted to throw a birthday party for me. I�m thinking no way I�m not ready for this, she left me, but I wanted to hear the other side of the story so I went along with it. I didn�t get much out of it. I had established a much needed relationship with my mother but I only ended up with more unanswered questions and life went on.

So there I was deeply involved in drugs and the occult, which by this time had elevated in to a serious way of life for me including the use of ritualistic magic and cabalistic theory. I said to myself, I don�t have to live like this, I�m better than this, I�m smarter than this, I deserve more than this. I went back to high school and enrolled in an early release work program. In one years time I made up what I had missed in two and a half years. I got a decent job and graduated. I was making a decent income but I couldn�t support all my habits so I started selling drugs and made some good money.

At this point I thought I had life all figured out so I decided to take off. Without a word to my father I filled our apartment with thirty people and a huge cloud of marijuana smoke. I sold everything I couldn�t carry and took off.

I didn�t get very far. Within a year I was back in town living with some friends and broke. I jumped from home to home and stayed with mom for a while but I was never content. After being involved in several corrupt jobs I ended up with a crew of magazine salesmen travelling around the country and getting arrested once a week for soliciting or drugs.

That�s when I met the woman who was to be my wife Kimberly. We got real connected real fast and realized we had to get out of this scene. Right around new years of 1998 we took off together in the middle of the night and never looked back. It was this turn of events that eventually led to our moving back to Toledo. My mom let us have an apartment she was moving out of until we could get our own place. We both got jobs working third shift, me at a gas station and Kim at the adjoining supermarket. We spent all our free time getting high. Kim started experiencing some severe health problems and had to quit her job.

That�s when I met Bob. He was an older guy who would come in to the gas station at the crack of dawn every morning. Every morning I would ask him �how you doin�, and every morning he would reply �better than anybody!�. I�m thinking �yea right�, and then he started talking about Jesus. Before long the Lord had gotten hold of me. It didn�t make any sense, I mean, I knew some deep stuff! I could perform the lesser banishing ritual of the pentagram from memory! How could I be seriously considering something as simple as the Bible? Anyway, a guy I worked with just happened to have a Gideons pocket new testament there at work and I started reading it. I found myself in the book of Hebrews reading about a guy named Melchizedek. This guy was never born, never died, was called the king of righteousness, and the king of peace, now this was cool guy! I started telling Kim about the stories I was reading and encouraged her to read them to.

One day I was talking to Bob about how Kim had been sick and the next day he came in with a book and a tape for her and told me to tell her he was praying for her. I told Kim about this and she, like me wasn�t really impressed with some old dude praying for her and life went on. Within two days Kim was completely healed. I mean totally, no more pain no more sickness. She had been suffering from a stomach condition that was nearly an ulcer and from severe depression, now she was fine. I knew I couldn�t explain it so I didn�t try.

It was around this time that I made the most important decision in my life. The decision to give my life to Jesus Christ. I was working third shift at the gas station and reading a book on caballa, a form of ritualistic magic based on old Jewish philosophy, and I came to a part in the ritual where you would �invoke the archangels� when something occurred to me. The archangels were adopted from the Bible. Come to think of it so were the cabbalistic god names and almost every other part of the occult theory. I thought to myself �if this stuff is taken from the Bible and I believe this stuff what about the rest of it�? So I went and grabbed the little Bible and tried to read it, but I couldn�t, I was too nervous. I knew I couldn�t hide it anymore. God was real, Jesus was real and He wanted me to admit it. So I prayed... �O.K. God I�m willing to admit that you�re real, so you just show me that this Bible is the truth and I�m all yours�. Well you know I could almost hear the answer �I�ll show you, but no matter how long you live or how much you see it will only be the beginning�.

Well since that day I have seen a lot. I�ve seen the Lord provide income from amazing sources repeatedly, I�ve been delivered from a demon, I�ve seen the Lord provide a beautiful wedding for me and my wife from the almost non-existent funds and the list goes on. I know now that Jesus Christ is an essential part of life and that without Him I would be condemned for my sin. I was just an ordinary guy enjoying all life had to offer totally blind to what was going on around me in the spiritual realm. Now I know freedom and peace like I never knew before. It is my hope that you too have this hope but if you don�t then it is my privilege to tell you that you can know it. All you have to do accept the Lord Jesus Christ as your savior and every problem you ever had or will have becomes His problem. He loves you, He created you, and He longs to be in fellowship with you. Take the time to call out to Jesus.

My name is Kimberly Baker

I am originally from N.Y. I currently live in Toledo, Ohio. I grew up in an abusive childhood. My parents were constantly fighting about money and any other thing.

Well as the years went on things just seemed to get worse. I couldn�t have been happier the day of my 18th birthday. To me that meant I was in charge of my life. I could do what I wanted. I could be on my own.

So what I decided to do was join the military. There were recruiters all over my school. I was going to join the Navy at first but they weren�t having people go until a month later. There was a Marine recruiter who was taking people a couple weeks after I was going to graduate. So I looked into that. Plus I was thinking the Marines why didn�t I think about them in the first place? �If I go into the Marines I can learn how to protect myself.� When I come home from bootcamp my father will be afraid of me, instead of the other way around.

My grandparents threw me a going away party and they were proud of me. Off I went for three and one half years. If you are a female and are thinking of joining the military please ask me some questions. To start to even talk about my military experience would be another six pages.

After the Marines I had to find a job that would pay for the things I had. When I saw an ad in the paper (I was in North Carolina at this time) for �a fun, easy job� I was game. The minute I walked in for an interview I was hired. I was told that I would make a thousand dollars a week (and I actually believed it).

It was a traveling sales job, selling magazines door to door. After a few weeks I found out the job wasn�t paying me what they said it would. They told me that at Christmas time I would get a big check. So I stuck around. I just wanted to do my job and get paid. At this point I didn't want anything to do with guys.

It all started when I was having a bad day and had only sold one magazine. You had to at least sell seven, or you had to go to a meeting as soon as you got back from work. I was walking up the stairs to my room in the hotel when John, who is now my husband, came up behind me and hugged me. I thought to myself: � what does he think he�s doing?� He invited me to his room with a bunch of his other friends. He had previously asked me to go to Cancun with him. This job was supposedly a contest and the winner goes to Mexico. I told him I�d go. So we started hanging out, and eventually going out.

We had decided that this job was not the right place to be. In the middle of the night we escaped. They didn�t like it when people wanted to leave, they would even beat you up sometimes.

So off John and I went. We were headed to my parent�s house in N.Y. When I came to visit my mother she thought she had the control over my life again. W e were talking one day and things got out of control. the cops were called and we were getting kicked out. My father had done something to my car so that it wouldn�t work and I couldn�t leave. After an argument he "fixed" the car and we left.

We started heading to Ohio because John had family there and were pulled over by the cops on the way. My parents had called them. They knew I had expired plates and no insurance and they didn't want me to leave. Needless to say they took my car. My parents had also told the cops that John had drugs. So they searched both the car and didn't find anything. The cops laughed and told us my parents called on us.

I had one check from the unemployment office that paid for a night�s stay at a motel. We called John�s mom and she paid for our train tickets. We were headed to Ohio in no time.

John's mom let us have a place of our own to stay rent free until we could get on our feet. We immediately got jobs the third day we were there. John and I worked for the same store, in different depts. I worked for a while and I was an emotional and mental wreck. There were other things going on at this time, behind the scenes. I was smoking marijuana all the time and John was involved in the occult. With all of this going on I was in bad shape. I became very ill and had to quit my job.

John had begun talking to a Christian who would come in and get coffee. John told him about my condition and he gave John a book and a tape for me. When John gave it to me and told me this guy said he was praying for me. I thought, �yeah right, I�m not reading this junk! He said he�s praying for me he doesn�t even know me.� I had the tape for a couple days before I finally listened to it. I said the prayer with the person on the tape. I don�t remember what the prayer was for, and started reading the book. When I read the last word in that book I started to feel so much better. I got totally healed from my illness, my depression left me, my loneliness was gone, and my anger had left, man!!!! I felt so good!

John came home and asked me �are you healed?� and he was joking. I said � yes.� John couldn�t believe it. He must have felt and saw the differance in me and he knew it was real.

I had been reading the Bible prior to that experience because of John�s influence on me. He kept telling me stories from the Bible. So I decided that since I had never read the Bible before I would read it and then see if I liked it or not. I started reading it in Genesis. I couldn�t understand it but I was determined to read it. I kept on reading it and when I started in Matthew it just started to make so much sense to me. I didn�t understand it all but I knew in my heart that what I was reading was true. Even when I started reading in Genesis and it didn�t make sense I never doubted it. God was preparing me for something all the while. I got saved in August 1998. That was the month that I was originally supposed to get out of the Marines.

John came to the Lord at the same time but at a different place. Ever since we became christians God has lit us on fire. We have a hope for the future. Our past is where it belongs, behind us. We are born again, new creatures in Christ, and we know where we are going when we die. To heaven of course with our Lord Jesus. Every day we are brought from glory to glory, we are more like Jesus. He conquered sin, hell, and death. Jesus redeemed us from the curse of this world ,to be lead blindly by Satan.

Jesus is our intercessor. If you haven�t accepted Jesus you have denied God's sacrifice. You are saying you don�t believe in Jesus, and if you haven�t accepted Jesus to be your Lord, and you are praying, God can't anwser your prayers. Jesus tells God our prayers, that�s why he�s called our intercessor.

You may have thought to yourself, I�ve prayed before and it didn�t work. Did you say �God, I�ve done all I can do with my life and it�s still a mess, I�m not happy, you take my life, you do something with it?� God wants you to make that choice to come to him. He wants your life. He wants to hear your prayers. He wants to forgive you of your sins. He wants to bless you. He loves you. If you were the only person on this earth He still would have sent His Son to die on the cross to redeem you and to give you a chance to go to heaven. God is a God of love. He knows we are not perfect and He knows that we�ll still mess up. He created us and has had our lives planned out before the creation of the earth. He�s not going to be mad at us for messing up. He�s ready for true repentance, a giving up of your way of doing things and an acceptance of his way of doing things. We don�t have to be perfect to come to him. I was a giant mess when I said, �make me happy Lord�. I had tons of problems. I praise God every morning when I get up that I�m still alive. I praise God that He�s straightening me out, cleaning me up and teaching me more of His love, and His ways. He�s making me more like Jesus every day. I praise God for being in my life when I thought He wasn�t. I look back before I was saved and I can see how many ways God has protected me. I was a witness to miracles and didn�t know it until I looked back and saw how I could have been killed so many times but something incredible would happen and I would still be alive. God wants all to come to him in any condition, He knows everything you�ve done and ever will do, so get some reassurance, get stable, get peace, get joy, get blessed, GET JESUS!!