Joel

I wasn't raised with much Christian influence in my life.
I joined the military at a very early age.
When I returned home from basic training, Helen and I met and married 4 months later.
Debbie, our firstborn arrived in April of 1960.
May 4th, pf 64, our second child was born. She was very early and only lived for one day. The loss of little Karen Lynn was devastating. Little did we know she would change our lives.
We were living a pretty happy life until her loss.
We pretty much continued living that life for the next couple of years, until Helen began to be troubled because we didn't go to church.
She came to me one day and said she wanted us to go to church and she would go alone if I wouldn't go.
My response? I will go, just don't expect me to go to Sunday School. Gd must have chuckled. 
So, we started going off and on until the Pastor and one of the Deacons paid me a visit and invited us to a revival meeting. We went, and the Holy Spirit pointed the message toward me. I was saved that evening.
Christ changed my life in more ways than I can count.
The rest is history. I have never been the same and would not trade my life in Christ for anything.