Jane Crawford

Born Again: July of 1992
Place: In My Car

Her Testimony

In July of 1992, I was in my car driving back to work from lunch. I stopped at a traffic light at the corner of 18th and Mitchell in Humboldt, TN. As I was waiting for the light to change, I noticed an old green dilapidated house on my right and no other vehicles around me. I remember hearing my name called faintly, thinking to myself, “Well, I am losing my mind.” My hands were gripping the steering wheel as I closed my eyes and lowered my head, feeling as if all thoughts in my mind emptied. As I heard my name called louder a second time, my head rose up, my eyes opened and looked upward to the right.

HIS voice is so gentle, yet commanding at the same time. The sound of HIS voice causes a yearning to come to HIM.

God spoke these exact words to my mind: “Jane, the only reason you are on this earth is to help others.”

I don’t know how long I was at the light; but as I opened my eyes, the feelings of heartbreak and emotional turmoil had left my heart and the relief that peace brings now filled my heart. I was free from Hell. Thank you Jesus for saving my soul.

I rushed to work and told a co-worker what had happened to me. I rushed home to tell a minister I knew, but he wasn't home. I drove to my mother’s home and as we sat in the porch swing I said to her “Mom, HE is real! HE is right here with us! HE made my mind still so I could hear and know that HE is in control of my life.” My mother put her arms around me and held me for a long time.

In December of 2006, the overwhelming feeling of finding a home where the Word of GOD was preached straight from the BIBLE and where Christians gathered together was weighing heavy on my heart. I knew that I had to be in church before Christmas.

I had a routine checkup with my doctor that month and as he began to leave the room he asked me “Is there anything else I can help you with?” I looked at him and asked if he would close the door. I started crying and telling of my experience, that I didn’t want to be deceived and I did not want to go to Hell. I felt as if I had been silent for too long. He invited me to visit his church. I visited several times and whenever people would greet me, I would tell them that I was looking for a home.

On Sunday morning, January 21, 2007 as I was preparing for church, I noticed myself humming the hymn“Blessed Assurance”. The choir was singing and the sanctuary was filled when I arrived. As I searched for somewhere to sit, someone motioned to me and made room for me just in time to begin singing "Blessed Assurance."

While the preacher was speaking, he asked a question relating to the exact place and date when a person knew that they were saved. He asked people to stand when he called out these places: Home, Work, Car and Church. When the place of "Car" was asked, I felt as if he were speaking directly to me. I was the only person who stood. I knew I had to stand and speak up because I am not a liar. I would not deny Jesus publically.

I have found where I belong.

I hope my testimony will help someone who is lost to find the truth.

Glory to our Heavenly Father; Glory to His Son, our Lord, Jesus Christ; Glory to the Holy Spirit. In Jesus’ name, Amen.