Why would a Witch become a Christian, anyway?
- From: "Noah's Dove" <noahdove7@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: 7 May 2006 22:30:09 -0700
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Testimony of Kathi Sharpe
Why would a Witch become a Christian, anyway?
I had been a Witch for ten years, and a leader in AOL's pagan community
for 5 or 6 years. For about four years, I had been dedicated to the
gods of ancient Egypt.
Despite all the magic, healing rituals, reiki, and prayers that I and
others could do, I suffered from some serious health problems,
including 70% deafness in both ears. The doctors told me there was no
cure, and that it was likely to get worse. They told me to get a TTY
phone and other deafie-devices, and advised us to start learning sign
language.
Then one night, I had a dream about Jesus. No idea then "why"... I
chalked it up to bad pizza and told Him to go away. Two nights later, I
had another dream. He said, in sign language, "Come follow Me".
So I went into denial mode, bigtime. I couldn't blame pizza that night
.. I certainly didn't want anything to do with following Him... I had
some pretty skewed assumptions about Christianity, and there was an
awful lot about Witchcraft that I didn't want to give up!
So, in utter arrogance, I asked God to prove it. Prove He wanted me,
Prove He's real. I work with an internet company. We'd purchased a
piece of software months before this happened, and I could not get one
of the features to work. I'd written to a user's group for assistance
about 3 months before, and no one had answers. I'd given up on the
thing. So I figured this would be a great test for God. I prayed on a
Monday afternoon, "If you're real, God, you need to come down here and
not only solve this problem, solve it in a way that I know it's you."
Tuesday right after lunchtime, I checked my email. In it was a letter
from someone on that user's group with the answer to my problem. Not
only was it the exact solution, the email address was from
@christianity.net.
You can't deny that kind of answer, now can you? :) This person was
also an AIM user, so I was able to talk to him via IM... fortunately
his boss was very understanding, because we talked for two whole days
He answered my questions, cleared up my incorrect assumptions, and told
me about the great love of Jesus. At the end of the two days, I gave my
heart to the Lord.
Now, the very next day, my family left for a planned camping vacation
at the beach. Given everything that had happened, we determined that
church on Sunday morning would be a Good Thing. ;) We ended up going to
a small Assemblies of God church, mainly because it was completely
different from what we'd experienced before in church (I was raised
congregationalist, my husband baptist). I don't know if you know
anything about deafness and hearing aids... they are useless in any
kind of large room environment because they tend to amplify the closest
sounds. In most situations, I could hear shuffling, coughing, and
breathing better than a speaker. Most people do not move their lips
well when they speak, also, so lip-reading is not easy. However, the
pastor at this church spoke in such a way that I could lip-read almost
every word. After the service, I *had* to compliment him on this. When
I told him why, he asked if he could pray for my hearing to be
restored. Whoa! Way out of the realm of my experience with church. But
I figured it couldn't hurt, so I said yes, and he did.
I felt something (which I now know was the Holy Spirit), but I still
couldn't hear. We left the church and went back to our tent. Over the
course of that afternoon, I got sick... I mean, really really sick. I
spent most of that evening and the next morning in the bathhouse,
puking my guts out and hallucinating (or maybe NOT). I felt greatly
burdened to tell my old gods that they had to leave me, and spent a
great deal of time between vomiting, doing just that. (I think I
neglected to mention that my trad was egyptian...they had a deity for
*everything*.)
Now, I'd taken my hearing aids out the night before (you don't wear
them to bed) and never put them back in. Besides, violent facial
contortions, like vomiting or coughing, tend to hurt when you have them
in. Anyways... at about 2 Monday afternoon, I started to feel better.
Weak, but better. So I went back to the tent and my husband asked how I
was feeling. I realized, mid-sentence, that I'd heard what he said and
I wasn't wearing my hearing aids. I was able to hear what my kids said
for the first time in a VERY long time. What a blessing!
Needless to say, now I serve God and love Him with all my heart!
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