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So that you can get to know me a little better, I am going to give you a short testimony of my life.

I was born and reared on a farm near Findlay, Ohio. I am the second of five children and the oldest daughter. My parents did not get saved until I was in high school, but my mom tried to have us in the local United Methodist church every Sunday morning.

When I was in the sixth grade, I remember making a decision for Christ during a revival meeting at the Methodist church, but I continued to have doubts as to where I would spend eternity.

On October 31, 1971 an event took place that would change the course of my life and the lives of those in my family. It was a beautiful, warm, fall day. A neighbor had come over to go horseback riding with my dad. My mom had taken my three younger sisters to a midget football game. (One of my sisters was a cheerleader.) Dad and the neighbor man decided to have a little race with the horses. The horse my dad was riding was very flighty and near the end of the race veered sharply left because something frightened it. The cinch on the saddle broke and threw my dad into the Methodist Church sign and a telephone pole. The horse drug my dad across the road where it stopped in our front lawn. It was obvious that my dad was seriously hurt. He could not breathe and he was bleeding from the mouth indicating internal injuries. The neighbor man decided that he could get dad to the hospital faster than waiting for the ambulance, so he and my brother got dad on to a board and loaded him into the back of a station wagon. God was in control (as always) and right after they left for the hospital my mom drove in. For some reason mom could not find where the football game was being played so she came back home.

My dad nearly died because of his injuries, but God spared him. A Godly neighbor saw an opportunity and took his pastor to visit my dad. The pastor led my dad to the Lord and then made a visit later to our house and led my mom to the Lord!

After several months, we began attending Bible Fellowship, our neighbor's church. I continued to have doubts even though I followed the Lord in believer's baptism (I had not been baptized when I made the decision in the sixth grade.). The Lord continued to work with my family and we grew spiritually. I was faithful to all the church services and after I graduated from high school moved from the Teen Sunday School Class into the College and Career class. During the Christmas holiday of 1979 our class had a Christmas party at our teacher's house. One of my sisters and I attended the party. We played a game at the party called "Fruit Basket Upset". We each had to pick a fruit name, and I was a cherry. There was another young person at the party whose name was Ken DeHass. He noticed the "Cherry" and he also noticed another fruit the "Strawberry" (my sister). After the party he spent several weeks counseling with the class teacher about which one to ask for a date. If you all knew my sister you would agree with me that he should have asked her, but again God was leading, and you guessed it Ken asked me!

Our first date was the Valentine Banquet in February of 1980. Things moved along quickly after that and we were engaged in July of 1980. Ken went off to Pensacola Christian College in September and we were married in August of 1981. We moved to Pensacola in September of 1981 so that Ken could finish his college education. During the opening revival services at the college in September of 1981, I went forward to get assurance of my salvation. I was baptized the following Sunday.

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