Thursday, April 9, 2015



 How is your memory?  If it is anything like mine you can't remember what you had for breakfast.   There are events in life that are truly worth remembering; weddings, birthdays and other special moments. 
My best memory?  The day the Lord took my hand in His and we began our eternal journey together. That was 25 years ago.
 My sister Charlene needed prayer. She was living in Hawaii at the time.
 I began to search for a church that was open during the day.  I found Wood River Baptist Church in Hope Valley, RI. They had a prayer meeting every Tuesday night at 7 pm.
 I walked through the doors of the little white chapel with my younger sister Jessie.
 I can  remember three of the eight people who were there.  Jimmy Stewart’s mom, Pastor Bell and my sister, who took Jesus’ other hand that night . 
As Jessie and I walked through the church doors a gray haired lady motioned for me to sit on the piano bench next to her. As I sat down I recognized who she was.  Guilt set in.
 As teenagers, we would to go to Jimmy Stewart's house and listen to ACDC, KISS and other rock bands.  Jimmy was banned from having friends over when his mom was at work. God reminded me of one moment, as we left Jimmy’s bedroom to go home.  Jimmy's mom was sitting in her rocking chair with  hands folded as if she was praying.  We thought she was at work.  My stomached turned and my face reddened with embarrassment as she smiled her angelic smile and waved goodbye to us.  No judgment about the music; no mention of disobeying her rule.  We hurried out of the house and nervously giggled all the way home.  That same angelic smile from the past was sitting right next to me on the piano bench.  I told her that we were there to pray for my oldest sister, Charlene, who was going through some difficult problems. She remembered all three of us.
 Pastor Bell came into the sanctuary and asked Jessie and I to follow him.  Before I stood up, Jimmy’s mom put her hand on my knee, lovingly looked into my eyes and said, “If you accept Jesus as your Savior you can still wear makeup!”  To this day I still chuckle about her statement.  Maybe she thought I was only concerned about beauty.
My sister Jessie and I followed  Pastor Bell into his office.
I will always remember his sweet spirit.  We shared with him our concerns for our sister Charlene.  He prayed for her. Then he asked, "Do you know Jesus?"  We both looked at each other, "No!" we said in unison.  He asked if He could share something with us.  We both nodded, yes. He led us through, what I now know as “The Romans Road” to salvation. 

Romans 3:23 – for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.-
Romans 3:10– As it is written: “There is none righteous, no, not one;
Romans 5:12  – Therefore, just as through one man sin entered the world, and death through sin, and thus death spread to all men, because all sinned–
Romans 6:23  – For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 5:8 – But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Romans 10:9-10  – that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation
Romans 10:13  – For “whoever calls on the name of the LORD shall be saved.”
Romans 10:17  – So then faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.

I knew that I was a sinner separated from God.  I desired the love of God to fill  my empty aching soul.
"Would you like to have a relationship with Jesus?"
 Jessie said, "Yes, I want Jesus and salvation!"
 I blurted out “But I am not good enough for Jesus”.   
The childhood abuse at the hands of my biological father consumed my thoughts at that very moment.  If my own father doesn't want me why would a Holy God want me?
 Pastor said, “I will be right back, I have something to show you.”  I watched as he took a green book off the shelf and made a copy of one of the pages.  
“This song from our hymnal may help.”  As I read the following words, tears filled my eyes. I said "YES" to the free gift of eternal life found only in Jesus.

 1.             Just as I am, without one plea,
                but that thy blood was shed for me,
                and that thou bidst me come to thee,
                O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

2.            Just as I am, and waiting not
                to rid my soul of one dark blot,
                to thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
                O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
3.            Just as I am, though tossed about
                with many a conflict, many a doubt,
                fighting's and fears within, without,
                O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

4.            Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
                sight, riches, healing of the mind,
                yea, all I need in thee to find,
                O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

5.            Just as I am, thou wilt receive,
                wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
                because thy promise I believe,
                O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

6.            Just as I am, thy love unknown
                hath broken every barrier down;
                now, to be thine, yea thine alone,
                O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

That was the best day of my life.  God accepts me just as I am. I always smile when I remember Jimmy's mom, Pastor Bell and Jessie. They shared in the most important day of my life.  My very own sister and I met Jesus the same day; now that's worth remembering.

Do you remember the day Jesus took your hand?
Rejoice in your re-birth day.

If that day has not yet happened for you; go back and meditate on "The Romans Road".
 If God is calling you say "Yes"  and take the hand of Jesus.
Life can be difficult, even with the Lord at your side; However, imagine what it would be like without Him there to guide you, comfort you and teach you?  
Take His hand, believe and make today a day worth remembering.

copyright 2015 Cherrilynn Bisbano

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