Author Darlene Conard

I will never stop giving my testimony! This is what not only this day, but every day means to me. I will praise His Holy Name forever!

Thank You, Jesus!

Walking down the street doing my normal thing I felt a tug in my spirit. The overwhelming desire to go to church interrupted my dark agenda for the day. Aren’t you tired of living this way? You can be free from this torment. Another voice said, “God abandoned you. He allowed all the abuse from your dad. Darkness is your friend and protector. At one point I decided, why be fearful of the darkness when I find it comforting?

My sister who walked along beside me had no inkling of what was taking place within me. I knew grandma was on her knees praying for heaven to intervene. Something inside of me wanted her to stop. She carried the glory of God so powerfully. It wasn’t that I didn’t love her. Light cannot comprehend darkness. (John 5:1) She didn’t force church on me. She didn’t come at me beating me with what a miserable sinner I was. Others did.

Her prayers of intercession reached me with unlimited love, mercy, and comfort. Everything from cards to gifts I didn’t want them. It was just normal encouraging cards. “I love you. Love grandma.”

There is a saying, “Some people won’t like you because your soul irritates their demons.”  It’s not us. If we are walking close to Jesus. The evidence of His presence is undeniable in our life.

Now that my life is straightened out, I understand. I’m not perfect. I have my mistakes and failures, but His strength is made perfect, and His grace is sufficient.

In the seventeen years, I attended a church whose leadership scolded me for speaking of what I went through, such as witchcraft, child abuse anxiety, and self-mutilation. How will those lost in darkness know that there is such hope if they aren’t aware?  

I will never forget going to a Pentecostal service with a friend. “Welcome Holy Spirit” was the first worship song. Then came the individual songs. My friend sang, “A Miracle in Every Pew.” It was then I realized how miserable I was.

My message is this. I’m not ashamed of the gospel. Each one of us has a testimony that can help.

 Never stop praying give up! Keep serving God with all your heart.

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