Praise God!!!! For He is so good! :) This may be lengthy, but I hope that you are blessed while reading it. Well... I was born on December the 3rd of 1979. I was born prematurely and had alot of complications. I cant remember the medical terms of what all was wrong with me. However, I do know that God touched me when I was a baby! Speaking of me being a baby... it was at that time that I was adopted (final adoption granted on June 27th of 1980...I was living with them 6 months prior to the adoption so I guess you can say I nearly was adopted close to birth.) I was adopted by the greatest parents on the earth.... (My Grandparents). My birth mother was a very young age when she had me... So she gave me up for adoption... Luckily, it was my grandparents that had the heart to take me in. I am so grateful that I wasnt sent to a foster home. I believe me being adopted was just a part of my Master's plan.

          A part of His plan because my father's (grandfather to you) mother was in the truth! She took me to a little Pentecostal church when I was a baby... Every Sunday I would go to her house in Dalesio Manor (Apartments) and go to church with her. I just loved going to her place. We played games... She cooked.. Oh did she cook.. I can even remember her praying and speaking in tongues. I remember playing in the pots and pans when she would sit and read the Word. I believe she is the one who made me what I am today in Christ. Well, she had a BIG part in it. :) When she got older and didnt go as much as she wanted to... I rode on the Sunday School Bus... I guess I am a Sunday School Bus Kid ... I continued on going to church when my grandmother wasnt there to go with me. The church was tore down and a new, larger one was built... I was out of church for a few years or maybe it was just one... However, I do know that I didnt go for a while... Then here comes the bus again... Someone asked me to go and Yes, I went back.... YOU DONT LOSE YOUR ROOTS... So I went back and it was in the new church that I received the Holy Ghost (in 91) and was baptised in Jesus' Name (in 89)!!!! Grandma passed away but her legacy still lives. I miss her. One day, I will see her again in Heaven. Her and I will shout the mansions down together!!! I know she is proud of me and that she peeks down here every once in a while! hehe

          Well, I brought some of my family into church. Took some of them with me on the church bus... Some stayed and some left but I do know one thing.. God is stirring their hearts once again... I believe they will come home!!! I claim my family in Jesus' name!!! In conclusion, I bet your asking yourself how is she today???... Well... I am great. God is ever so good to me!!! Every trial I have.. Every thing I go though... it is only a test of my faith. I am actively involved in church... I teach Sunday School... passing on what the Sunday school teachers in that little Pentecostal church taught me... I praise sing! I am in the choir and I do solos...every now and then I get up and give a sermonette or two... God is still working on me. I havent quite made it to where He wants me but I am getting there!!! Praise Jesus! If this has touched you .