I was being spiritually drawn in 1997. I was a single mom, at that time. A friend shared the gospel with me. This friend, from grade school, was a wild one his whole life. I could see a huge change in him. He told me that Jesus transformed his life and that he was a child of God now. He witnessed to me, we read the Bible, and had me do the sinner's prayer. I thought I was saved in 1998. My MIL saw that I had an interest in spiritual things in 1999. I told her that I was saved, though. She began to share the word of God with me, as she thought I wasn't grounded in God's word. I was studying the word of God with this friend from grade school.
Anyway, I was taking courses to get my master's degree that summer. My ex husband was no where to be found. He was out west somewhere with his brother. I was in a bind that week, as I had no one to watch my son and I needed to take my courses for my degree. I asked a neighbor, across the street from me, if she could watch my son one night. She had two boys, at the time, whom my son was friends with. She told me that her boys were going to VBS at the little church in town, which was my IFB church (the old building). She explained what VBS was. I told her "yes." I said, that my son needed a little religion. He was 7. He went to VBS for the week. He loved it! He talked about a man named Mr. Joe who was the Sunday School director and was also in charge of VBS. I took all the boys, one night, and met Mr. Joe (my husband) on the stairwell on a Wednesday night. In October of 1999, the church had a missions conference. My MIL invited me. I went to morning service. My son was with his dad that weekend. My church had a fellowship afterwards. My husband and I just happened to sit at the same table together. We started talking. We had our first date, a month later, and married in November of 2000. We have been married for over twelve years.