I believe testimonies are one of the most important ways we can tell others about the love of Jesus Christ. I pray you will be inspired by the following testimony and I encourage you to share yours with someone today – you may never know the difference it will make!
God’s Little Lost Fish
My brother-in-law is an avid fisherman, casting His line and reeling in the fish.
The line being cast and the fish being reeled in has similarities to an event in my life. Only this time, God was the fisherman and I was the fish.
I became a Christian at age 16 at a church camp. I will never forget that powerful moment of surrendering my life to Jesus and putting my faith and trust in Him. My life was forever changed after that moment.
However, as time went on, I moved from the relationship I’d found with God and lived my life the way I wanted to.
In August 1999, my husband and I found out I was pregnant with our daughter. In September, I became so sick nothing I ate stayed in my stomach. In October, I was admitted to the hospital with hyperemesis gravidarum for severe dehydration and weight loss.
The months following were difficult. The doctor placed me on complete bed rest. My body rejecting everything I ate, fainting twice, severe weakness, and a bout with pneumonia that again hospitalized followed. My husband, family, and doctor were concerned for my baby and me.
I became depressed. I feared my baby would be born unhealthy. I was consumed by frustration and there was nothing I could do about it.
The doctor prescribed anti-nausea medicine, but I’d been hesitant to take it because of the possible harm to my baby. After the doctor’s ultimatum, I took the medicine.
One night, something came over me. I prayed for God’s healing, that He would let my precious baby be healthy, and that the medication wouldn’t harm her. My tears fell like heavy rain.
Peace I hadn’t known in years came over me. I realized God was there and would take care of me. He never left me – it was me who had left Him.
I continued to seek God and build a relationship with Him. He continued to heal my body. Soon, I gave birth to my first daughter – a healthy and precious blessing.
After my daughter’s birth, God became more and more an integral part of my life. I began reading the Bible, singing worship songs with my daughter, and attending church regularly. I submitted my life to Him, asked for His guidance in everything, and sought a relationship with Him I’d never had before. In the years following, I changed. I continue to grow in the Lord knowing that He who began a good work in me will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus (Philippians 1:6).
Two years later, God blessed my husband and I with another gift – our precious second daughter.
I’m thankful God took the time to stand on the banks of the river, cast the line, and reel His little lost fish back to Him again.