When I was five years old, I prayed to invite Jesus Christ into my heart. As I grew I worked as a leader among church youth. I was seen as a strong Christian, but in 1965, my Sophomore year in college, a young man gave a verbal challenge:

"How can you spend your time going to church when you can't prove God exists?"

There was no Christian person in my life to turn to with this question. I knew that verbalizing this thought in my church realm, would label me as a heretic, or the whole idea would be swept under the rug.

Though I still believed in God, my intellectual integrity as a Christian slipped away. My Christian life submerged into a private realm maintaining God as merely a casual acquaintance. In 1973, I faced a crisis of belief. The death of our second child drove me to my knees. I knew that if God existed, as I had always believed, I needed to "know that I knew." The words of scripture began to come alive in my heart and mind. In 1975 my sister gave me Edith Schaeffer's book, What Is A Family? and that was the beginning of my reading the works of both Francis and Edith Schaeffer.

Ten years of reading commenced. Escape From Reason, The God Who Is There, and He Is There and He Is Not Silent gave me the answers concerning the existence of God and an open door of courage to begin to speak openly about the reality of the existence of God and how we can know that we know. L'Abri, A Way of Seeing, Affliction, True Spirituality, Pollution and the Death of Man, How Should We Then Live? and Hidden Art taught me much about living in a manner that demonstrates the existence of God.

My husband, Bert, is a bi-vocational pastor, working as a lumber trader and pastor of a small church in Northwest Oregon. We have three children, two grandchildren.

You may contact me by writing to cworkers@yahoogroups.com.