~ My Testimony ~
On a Perfect Fall Day in Oct. 1986
I met my Lord and Savior
On a Perfect Fall Day in Oct. 1986
I met my Lord and Savior
So it was on that beautiful Fall weekend in October, the weather crisp yet warm, perfect for a trip down to hike the Blue Ridge Mountains in Christiansburg Virginia to be exact. My sister and her husband living in half of a duplex rustic ranch home situated atop a mountain perched on stilts because of timber rattlesnakes that inhabited the area; the other half was occupied by her landlord, an elderly English gentleman and retired college professor who was a very unique and interesting individual to talk with. This I thought would be absolutely the perfect place for me to go for a much needed escape from reality.
You see, I was emotionally drained and actually void of any good feelings, in trying to get beyond a divorce; but even more so, seeking something lacking inside my very core but not yet knowing what it was. I was also grieved and traumatized, haunted by a burden of heavy guilt involving a tragic accident that had most recently happened a couple months prior. Not wanting to go alone I asked a friend from Single Circle, a divorce recovery group I was attending at a church to accompany me as I knew this friend was a Christian.
The drive through southern Pennsylvania down into the pristine Virginia mountains, as I liked taking a very scenic and less traveled route, was brilliant with Autumn color in its full display of tranquility. This had an immediate uplifting effect on me which I took to be a good sign of better things to come. The stage was set, thinking back on it now; as it was to be no doubt the perfect setting for me to deal with so many bottled up, mixed emotions that were spiraling me down into what I felt were the depths of hell as this was literally the breadth of my feelings at that time.
You see, I was emotionally drained and actually void of any good feelings, in trying to get beyond a divorce; but even more so, seeking something lacking inside my very core but not yet knowing what it was. I was also grieved and traumatized, haunted by a burden of heavy guilt involving a tragic accident that had most recently happened a couple months prior. Not wanting to go alone I asked a friend from Single Circle, a divorce recovery group I was attending at a church to accompany me as I knew this friend was a Christian.
The drive through southern Pennsylvania down into the pristine Virginia mountains, as I liked taking a very scenic and less traveled route, was brilliant with Autumn color in its full display of tranquility. This had an immediate uplifting effect on me which I took to be a good sign of better things to come. The stage was set, thinking back on it now; as it was to be no doubt the perfect setting for me to deal with so many bottled up, mixed emotions that were spiraling me down into what I felt were the depths of hell as this was literally the breadth of my feelings at that time.
