- Parent Category: History
- Category: Personal Stories
- Published on Thursday, 26 October 2006 17:00
Gloria Christopherson - Marion, IA
My parents heard the gospel for the first time in 1936 in Minnesota. At that time both were convicted of their sins and were saved. So, I was raised in a Christian home. Because there was no assembly close by, we moved to Wisconsin and attended the Pine Hill Assembly, which is now called the Black River Falls Assembly. My older sister Dorothy was saved about the time that my parents were saved.
In February of 1952, a man named Buzz Jamison came to LaCrosse, Wisconsin for Gospel Meetings. My parents longed to see their 4 younger children saved, so they traveled about 45 miles from Pine Hill to Lacrosse. They only had a pickup truck, so three of us always had to ride in the back. We used a bearskin rug and blankets to help keep us warm. We were generally asleep by the time we arrived home, as meeting lasted until 9pm. My folks went as often as they could, even through the snowy weather. Many times Dad had to stop and put chains on so we could get home. I remember, Mr. Jamison spoke much on the coming of the Lord and being left behind if not saved. My sister Dolly professed to be saved first, then Betty and then Lois. This really spoke to me as I knew if the Lord came, I would be left behind. In this series there were about 17 people that professed to be saved. God was working, but the meetings closed and I wasn't saved.
I was nine years old and I read every tract and many verses to try and get saved. My parents took me to meetings in Ontario, Wisconsin, as well. Through the summer and fall, I continued to want salvation. I had stayed home from school a few times because I was upset but nothing seemed to come clear for me.
October 27, 1952, I was so troubled and somehow, I thought for sure the Lord was going to come that night. I had already gone to bed and decided to get up and get a drink. Mom was still up and she asked me what was wrong. I told her that I wanted to be saved. She opened her Bible and showed me verses and read a few tracts but I still could not understand it. Finally, mom suggested I better go to bed. I had been sleeping with my sister Betty. Mom lay down with me. She read a letter from one of the Larson boys telling how they were saved. I knew I was a sinner and needed Christ as my Savior. I had read so many tracts and verses and knew I deserved to go to hell
Finally, I said to myself, I don't know how to be saved. I'm lost and I will just have to go to hell. At that moment John 3:16 came to me. "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life". I thought to myself, I am that whosoever that He died on the cross for. It was my sins that He died for and I don't have to go to hell. I can have everlasting life. I was saved right there lying in bed at 11:40 pm., 6 days after my tenth birthday. Mom, Betty and I sang Happy Day and then I ran upstairs and woke my dad to tell him. I was baptized July 10, 1955 and later received into the Pine Hill, Wisconsin assembly August 25, 1957.