From Fear to Faith

“If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.” John 8:36

I was raised in a dysfunctional family with a father who was addicted to alcohol. I lived in fear of him and eventually everything and everyone else. In school, I became a target for bullies. My family attended a Catholic church, but the idea that anyone was more powerful than my dad was lost on me.

By the time I was an adult I had given up on God. I traveled down many roads (and made some bad decisions) to try to find happiness and spent 10 years in counseling in an effort to come to terms with my troubled childhood.

Every road led to more emptiness.

In the summer of 2012, I was an unemployed single mother with no direction when I was invited to attend the Reformers Unanimous program one Friday night at Valley Forge Baptist. It was there that I heard about God in a different way than I had before. As I listened, I heard the words forgiveness, restoration, and salvation. I heard about the saving grace of Jesus Christ. I heard that I could be free from addiction and from the guilt and shame of my past.

At first, this seemed too good to be true… but was it? Was this the answer to my lifelong search for contentment? I had nothing left to lose, so I answered the knocking I sensed within me and opened the door of my heart to the Lord. I experienced an instant peace and my soul found rest.

What I had been trying to satisfy was a spiritual void that wasn’t being filled by anything the world offered.

After that first night, when I accepted Christ’s forgiveness and received salvation, my life would never be the same. Within just one year God gave me a new job and then the love of my life, whom I married in October 2013 in a beautiful ceremony. Some people might call this a lifestyle change, but I call it a miracle.

Nineteenth-century British preacher Charles Spurgeon once wrote, “Nothing teaches us about the preciousness of the Creator as much as when we learn the emptiness of everything else.”


Article by Emily Myers


God’s Plans

The LORD is my strength and song, and is become my salvation. The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tabernacles of the righteous: the right hand of the LORD doeth valiantly. The right hand of the LORD is exalted: the right hand of the LORD doeth valiantly. I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the LORD!  Psalm 118:14–17

Three surgeries in eight days. Thirteen days in a coma. Eighty-six days in the hospital; fifty-eight of them in the intensive care unit. Missed our daughter’s wedding. Written off by the doctors. Hundreds of people praying. At death’s door. But God had other plans.

What was meant to be a “routine” surgery quickly turned into an enormous trial. I entered the hospital with some stomach pain. The doctors determined that I had diverticulitis (inflamed intestines), and I needed surgery. Things did not go well. One surgery turned into three surgeries in a matter of eight days.

With literally hundreds of people praying for me from all around the world, on the day after four doctors told my wife that there was no hope for my recovery, Miracle #1 occurred. God woke me from my coma.

In just a few short weeks I walked out of the hospital, but my kidneys were still not functioning properly. I was told that for three days per week I would need dialysis. My kidney doctor met with me to tell me I needed a “permanent” port in my arm. He prepared me for a life of dialysis. But I told him that the God who “raised me from the dead” was going to heal my kidneys. My doctor said that I would need the port within four weeks. I told him God would heal me first. My doctor replied, “Son, your kidneys are nearly dead. No one in your condition ever gets off dialysis.” But Miracle #2 occurred. Three weeks and two days after our conversation, to the amazement of my doctor, I was off dialysis and my kidneys were functioning on their own.

Since these events of just three years ago, I have had the opportunity to share my testimony of miraculous recovery with literally thousands of people. My family and I created a post card titled “A Living Miracle” that has been handed out to hundreds of people. I had the opportunity to be on Christian television, where I shared my miracle story. The hospital even asked me to participate in its e-holiday card greeting, in which I shared my story with thousands of employees and others. In addition, I have shared my testimony with nearly every co-worker in the company where I now work.

God is good! He obviously had a greater purpose in mind for my trial that I may never fully understand, but I believe what Psalm 118:17 says: I SHALL NOT DIE, BUT LIVE, AND DECLARE THE WORKS OF THE LORD!



Dave Davis, choir director and Seasoned Saints class leader at Valley Forge Baptist

and chief financial officer for Schaedler Yesco Distribution