My Journey on the Road to Emmaus

God called. It was at an early age, the call came loud and clear. "I'm not ready, Lord. I can make it on my own."

God waited.

Then on Palm Sunday, 1949, "Come into my Life, Lord Jesus" in a Salvation Army Hall, Jesus became my Savior.

The call was real, evident and I followed through School and into College. Then the delay, when health realizations came that meant Missions was not going to be there for me.

I waited, though impatient and stumbling, God showed me once more He had the answer for me. He was still in control.

Unexpectantly, I met my husband to be, and from there we have served seven churches, (my husband had already served two Alliance Churches in Canada before we met).

The excitement of following Jesus has been awesome and sometimes humorous. Enjoy