From a young age, I knew the
I knew God was real because I had experienced Him when I was filled with the Holy Spirit at 8 years old. Soon afterward, I began to sing in church and became consumed with a passionate desire to tell others about this God I had encountered.
As a child, I promised God if He would let me sing, I would only sing songs that would bring Him glory. I stood on His promise from Psalms 37:4, “Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.” God proved faithful to His promise.
When I was 17 years old, He led me to the PTL School of Evangelism outside of Charlotte, NC. It was there God used a man by the name of Jim Bakker to open a door for me on his television network that carried my message in song around the world.
From a young age, I knew the
I knew God was real because I had experienced Him when I was filled with the Holy Spirit at 8 years old. Soon afterward, I began to sing in church and became consumed with a passionate desire to tell others about this God I had encountered.
As a child, I promised God if He would let me sing, I would only sing songs that would bring Him glory. I stood on His promise from Psalms 37:4, “Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.” God proved faithful to His promise.
When I was seventeen years old, He led me to the PTL School of Evangelism outside of Charlotte NC. It was there God used a man by the name of Jim Bakker to open a door for me on his television network that carried my message in song around the world.
I've spent my life looking to help
those who are hurting.
I quickly learned
It has now been more than forty years and millions of miles. My journey has led me to mountain tops of unspeakable glory and wonder, as well as deep dark valleys of pain and question. The road took many unexpected turns through agonizing betrayals, divorce, financial pressures and a prodigal daughter.
It was in one of those valleys I prayed a prayer that may have led you to this site. The year was 1987. I had just received the news of the deepest betrayal one can know in a marriage. My heart was broken and hurting. Lying on the floor of my bedroom, I cried out to God from the depth of my soul. “God, I cannot take vengeance on these people that have hurt me. So, I give them to you. But I am asking you for one thing. Give me vengeance on the devil that did this to me. And God, here’s the way I want it. If there is a hurting woman or man somewhere, that is hurting like I am right now, send them to me. Let me take the healing you are pouring into my heart and let me pour it into them and in doing so, let me make satan regret the day he ever touched my heart.”
Since that prayer was prayed, I have spent my life looking to help those who are hurting. Are you one of them? If so, come, stay for awhile and let me tell you about the God who heals the brokenhearted, answers impossible prayers, provides in supernatural ways and brings prodigals back home.
As for me, the journey continues on. I look forward to traveling it with you.