I Was No Longer Afraid

I grew up going to a denominational church that teaches that the dead are alive, and that they watch over us and take care of us. As a child, I was afraid of this teaching; I didn’t like to get up during the night because I was afraid that I would find a dead person somewhere in the house watching over me. As I got older, it made me mad to think that those dead people could come in and out of my life anytime they wanted without respect for my privacy.

When I got in the Word in The Way Ministry and was taught the accuracy of God’s Word, I learned that the dead are dead, that they are not watching over me, taking care of me. I learned scriptures like:

Psalms 6:5:
For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

Ecclesiastes 9:10:
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest.

After I was taught this truth in God’s Word and continued to grow in my understanding of it, I was no longer afraid to get up in the middle of the night. I knew that the dead are dead and that I could speak in tongues anytime, including at night, and talk with my heavenly Father, God. That gave me great peace and comfort.

This is one of the many things God has done for me because of the Word of God I have learned in The Way Ministry.

Exactly What I Needed to Heal My Heart

I started going to church at the age of seven. I was born again at the age of nine. I grew up in the church and attended faithfully three or more times a week.

The first moment I ever questioned my belief in God was when I was in my senior year of high school. I was seventeen, and my youngest sister passed away at the age of fifteen. I was hurt and heartbroken. The pastor told us we were not supposed to question God as to why He took my sister to heaven. She was up there with Him now and was looking down on us. I got angry at God. I did not see how He needed her in heaven. I also did not see how she could be looking down, watching over me, when I was so hurt and bad things were still happening in the world. I knew the Bible said that there wasn’t supposed to be any sorrow or tears in heaven.

When I was twenty-six and still attending that same church, I met a man who witnessed to me. He was preparing to take the Advanced Class as part of a series of classes through The Way Ministry. He asked me a few questions about the Bible. I responded with what I knew of the Word. He then showed me from the Word the correct answer. I was intrigued. I then explained to him about my sister and what the pastor had to say. He gave me the book Are the Dead Alive Now? by Dr. Victor Paul Wierwille to read. It was exactly what I needed to heal my heart. It showed me from the accuracy of God’s Word, scripture by scripture, what God says about what happens when you die and when you will be resurrected from death.

That was over thirty years ago, yet I can still remember the peace, comfort, and healing it brought to my heart and life. I am still standing strong in the household of God and with The Way Ministry. I thank God daily for this ministry that has taught me the rightly divided Word.

I Finally Understood

My first fellowship was a Branch meeting on July 4, 1979. This was the first time that I saw the love of God manifested by all the believers and saw the manifestations of holy spirit. This was the first time that I walked into a room and was loved and totally accepted for who I was. I was impressed that of about forty believers, every one of them made the effort to greet me and made an impact upon my life. What I saw was what I wanted in my life.

I took the Foundational Class in September, and that class showed me how to get rid of fear in my life. I had been brought up with the belief that when you die you go to heaven. This really bothered me because when I was nine my mom died. Many people told me that my mom was watching over me, and that made me angry. My thinking was that if she was watching over me, then why didn’t she live to be there with me and help me to grow up? Then the Foundational Class taught me I Thessalonians 4:13-18. Being taught these verses delivered me and healed me from wrong teaching and fear. I was electrified at what I was being taught. I soared with delight and was no longer angry at my mom. I finally understood that she was asleep, awaiting the return of Jesus Christ, and that brought great peace.

Another verse that brought so much deliverance in my life is John 10:10: “The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.” I gained understanding of the goodness of God and that He wanted to bless my life, and I gained understanding of the adversary. I now have the knowledge and understanding that I am born again and can speak in tongues and that the adversary no longer has any rights to my life.

This ministry has taught me how to work the Word of God and prove that the rightly divided Word of God works every time. God has brought deliverance and healing and wisdom and understanding to my life because of the rightly divided Word of God that I have learned in The Way Ministry.

Able to Bring Comfort

Prior to being introduced to a home fellowship, I wanted to understand why my grandad had to die. I still needed him. For two years, I was in turmoil over losing him. I asked God to let him know I missed him. I said, “Grandad, if you can hear me, what do I do about….” My heart was broken. Now, this was not a continuous, daily event, but it happened often enough to cause me some anxiety.

In 1993, I went to my first home fellowship. After the fellowship, one of the ladies and I sat on the front step, and she shared with me about the dead not being alive. She shared very logically why my grandad is not alive in heaven at this time, and she showed me from God’s Word. Instantly I was released from my prison! I cried because I FINALLY got my answer. I wanted to know more, so as soon as the Foundational Class was available I signed up.

About a year after I took my first Foundational Class, my mom graduated from the class too. It was awesome.

Over several years, I continued to grow in my understanding, went out as a Way Disciple, went to work on Staff at The Way International, met my husband, and so on.

Fast forward to the fall of 2009. My mom was diagnosed with cancer, and it was terminal. It had spread to her lymph nodes. Within a month of her diagnosis, she fell asleep. Although it stung very much, I knew the truth. She is awaiting the return of our lord and savior, Jesus Christ. Without the truth of God’s Word, I would have been in the same situation I was in when my grandad fell asleep. This time I was able to bring comfort to my sibling and to my extended family, and to friends of my mom. I was able to minister to them with God’s Word. Although it is a difficult topic, I was able to help. I also received encouragement from my brothers and sisters in Christ.

The way I was able to handle the loss of my grandad versus my mom was like night and day. I am so thankful to the ministry, The Way International, which taught me the rightly divided Word and how to renew my mind. Do I miss my mom? Of course I do. But I am confident that I will see her at the return.