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 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.
Jessie said, "Yes, I want Jesus and salvation!"
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.
Take His hand, believe and make today a day worth remembering.
copyright 2015 Cherrilynn Bisbano