Heather Crabtree

    First of all I want to thank God for saving me and not passing me by, when He could have left me alone and went to someone else. When I was seven I made a profession at a Christian School with one of my friends, but as I got older I always felt like it was'nt real. I never remember being under conviction or repenting, but I always pushed it out of my mind and would tell myself, "Your saved", but down deep I knew I was'nt. 

   I remember times when we would be at church and someone would get up and give their testimony of how they made a profession when they were younger but it was'nt real. Then our preacher would be preaching and he would use a statement about playing games at the foot of the cross. I always remember thinking,"What would people think if I got saved?",so I tried not to think about it.

   Then one night a group from our church went to a tent meeting in Burnsville, N.C., and Bro. Ralph Sexton Jr. was preaching about the Lord coming back and he used a ram's horn to demonstrate the Trump of God being blown. As we were coming back home, my best friend and I were talking about it and it got all over me.

   The next morning I was laying in my bed and it was like, "I can't take it anymore", so I called my mama in my room and told her that I had to get saved. I got saved that morning, August 11, 2006, and it felt like such a burden was lifted. I would'nt trade it for anything in the world!