My journey of faith (Part 2)
At the age of 21, I had my first child out of wedlock. I continued to have guardianship over my siblings until they became adults. I thank God for the guidance that He gave me and for the support of the older church women. They gave me advice when I went to them with questions and with the burdens I was carrying around as a teenage mother. God kept all of my sisters and brothers out of jail and they now have families of their own.
I graduated from high school June 5, 1972. I attended college part time taking quarter classes for different subjects that I could complete by certificates; God’s plan for my life included two children, a boy and a girl, 15 years apart. They are now grown. My daughter is 21 and expecting a girl in January. I married their father, but the marriage wasn’t based on the love the way the Bible explains it. We were unequally yoked.
I was brought up in the church, and was taught to live right, don’t do wrong, do good by others, be honest, love God and you will go to heaven. Before I really got to know Jesus, and understand who He was and what He could do for you, I was a wandering sheep not knowing where my destination would be. I only believed what I was told, but until I understood for myself, that, “God So Loved the World that He gave His only begotten Son, that Who-so-ever believe in him should not perish, but have everlasting life” — John 3:16.
I know that God keeps his promises! This is a promise that I believe to this day, also “If you Abide in him, and his words, Abide in you, you can ask what you will, and it shall be done unto you” — John 15:7. I take this scripture personally, that He did it just for me. It is telling me to read the Bible, take every word to heart, believe with faith, that He rewards them that diligently seek Him, and He will give you the desires of your heart. Trust his every word; believe it and it will come to pass.
My life in Anchorage has been the best years of my life. I had a heart-to-heart talk with the Holy Spirit and he told me to pack up my belongings and move. This was after I had bought my second double wide, four-bedroom mobile home — with a den and fireplace — bought and paid off a truck, and then bought a car and a riding lawn mower. I had everything I wanted, purchased and paid for, I had it all, and I was willing to settle there in Valdosta, Georgia.
My job of 13 years ended, I was laid off, and dealing with workmen’s compensation. I received a good settlement from my 401k. I paid off my bills, and I still had some 401k left in the company. I told the Holy Spirit I am not moving again, I am staying. I couldn’t make myself pack up. Every time I tried, I would lose interest and I would stop. I did not have energy to make myself do it.
When the Holy Spirit said to me, if you die tonight, you will leave everything, I thought about the man, in the book of Luke 12:20, “But God said unto him, thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee: then whose shall those things be, which thou hast provided”? I didn’t have to struggle anymore with packing. I heard the audible voice, as if I was talking to another person. My plan was to move to Connecticut where my older brother lived as I communicated by phone to my cousins here in Alaska. I agreed to them buying my daughter and I a ticket to Anchorage and I agreed to pay them back when I received the rest of my 401k. They paid my way here, with God’s provisions, I moved here.
To be continued…
This column is the opinion of Rev. Irma J. Register, associate pastor at Eagle River Missionary Baptist Church.