God has really been working in our lives this year.  We are very thankful for the things he has done that has made a huge impact on how we live.  One of those things is that Terry got a job with American Family Radio.  That change alone has made big strides in our faith as a family. 
I know that some of you who will come across my web site, might not believe in God, OR, you might believe but your faith has been lacking.  For some reason I have just felt a huge desire to come and add this to my site.  Why?  Hmmm only God knows, but as far as I am concerned, I know that God is real and I know he answers prayers.  Let me tell you a story....
Back before James died, things were So bad at home.  He was hooked on crack, and he was struggling with the addiction.  We had lost everything we had.  We were living with his parents for the time being and I had just recently discovered James dark secret of his addiction.  I was furious, sad and really just ready to give up on him. He had not only been doing crack, but he had also quit his job.  He had been getting up at night and leaving like he was going to work.  When I asked him where he'd been going and what he'd been doing he told me he'd been parking out in the woods and laying in the bed of his pick up truck and crying to God to help him. 
Four days after I found out what he'd been doing I came in from work.  He had talked his parents into buying him a new bible that day.  He'd been reading in Pslams and had told me he come across a passage that he really related to.  There was a word in there he asked me about (if I knew what it meant), me still being mad at him for the mess we were in gave him the cold shoulder and just said I DONT KNOW.  Three days later, I was awoke in the middle of the night by two police offericers at my door informing me James had been shot and killed. 
The saddness and loneliness that hit me that instant was over whelming.  It wasn't long until I thought of that verse he'd been reading that meant so much to him.  I had no idea which one it was and Pslams was such a HUGE book!  I just knew I would never know what touched his heart so much before he died.
I spent every night praying and begging God to send me a dream, just let me know that he was in heaven with him.  Even though I was there the day James got saved and asked God to come into his life, I still needed assurance.
The morning of his funeral, I sat down at my mothers kitchen table with James bible in my hand.  I ran my hands over the cover, knowing only a few days earlier his hands had touched this same surface.  With a lump in my throat I opened the Bible.  As I looked down, I heard that word being spoken in my head, SELAH.  THAT WAS IT!  Right there in front of me was the passage James had been reading!  I knew right then that this had to be read during the funeral. 
So before the funeral started I met with my pastor.  I told him I found the passage James had been reading and I wanted him to include it in the funeral.  "I will gladly read it Jennifer, just show me which one it was" I opened the Bible up to Psalms 143 titled "Prayer for a  soul in distress" and my pastor just looked at me and said, "Jennifer, let me show you what the Lord lead me to preach about today" , there he pulled out a printed sheet of paper and on it was Psalms 143!
I could not stop the flow to tears that flooded my eyes, but this time, they were tears of joy!  God answered my prayer and it was TOTALLY obvious!  I cried every night begging for that dream, to just know he was in heaven with Jesus, but instead, God sent me a bible passage.
Now my question I have always wondered is, why NOT believe in Jesus?  If you believe and find out when you die that it was just a fairy tale, then you have lost nothing, BUT, if you DON"T believe and you die and find out it was a totally true story, you have eternity in Hell. 

I think I'll choose to believe!
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