Keep Your Eyes On Heaven

by Cheryl

© 01-08 Cheryl All rights reserved

Depressed by the death of her young husband, and enticed by witchcraft, Cheryl became addicted to 'uppers' and drink. When she'd had enough of life, she cried out to God, who answered by giving her the last thing Cheryl thought she wanted... a new husband.

One who led her to discover Real Life in Jesus Christ

If any (wo)man be in Christ, (s)he is a new creature; old things are passed away; behold all things become new Holy Bible 2 Co. 5:17 (KJV)

We were thrown off the motorcycle when it skidded and crashed. As I lay by the road-side they couldn't detect a pulse, and to my husband it looked like I was dead. While he stood looking down at me, Darrell began to pray.

I remember walking along a tree-lined grassy lane, talking and laughing with Jesus. It seemed like I had been there for a very long time. Jesus spread His hands palms up, and said to me.

'Do not worry about the things in this world, just keep your eyes on Heaven.'

Then He told me it was alright for me to go back now. The next thing I remember is waking up in hospital asking Darrell, 'Did we wreck the bike?'

Saviour frame with front end extended seven inches over stock. 1972 Honda 750 engine

I grew up in a good and loving 'All-American' home with my Mom, Dad, four sisters, and four brothers. I was the second-youngest child, and the 'baby' girl, so I was pretty sheltered and protected whilst growing up.

None of my family were 'Church-goers', and I didn't know much about religion of any kind. We had Christian relatives, but didn't see them very often so my knowledge of the Lord Jesus Christ was about zero.

At the age of fifteen, I got married for the first time. His family were Seventh Day Adventists, [A group founded on the demonic teachings of Ellen White. Ed] so I learned little about God in their 'church'. I only went once or twice, because it just never felt right.

When I'd turned seventeen the marriage was annulled, and I married my childhood sweetheart.

We had twenty-seven wonderful years together, and were blessed with three beautiful children.

Up to this point, I thought I was living a pretty good life. Then my husband died very suddenly in our home of a massive heart-attack. Life became nothing to me. I didn't want to live, not even for the sake of my children and grandchildren. It seemed like there wasn't anything left to live for. I survived everyday on prescription anti-depressants, soon I was taking them with alcohol to help get through one more day and one more night, anything to stop the brain-pain Don't believe medically prescribed drugs won't hook you, they can, they did hook me.

As well as this, I began researching the occult. Whilst a girl I had been fascinated with books or movies about witches and warlocks, believing that a person could contact the dead through seances.

At some point I felt I could not take anymore. I simply wanted to die. In my fog I cried out to God. That's when the real fun started, I learned what real power is all about.

In the next few weeks God came into my life, very softly. He gave me the last thing I wanted, A NEW HUSBAND! One who led me to Jesus. *LOL*

One of the first things Darrell opened my eyes to was that there's no such thing as a 'good' witch, and backed up what he told me with Scripture.

There shall not be found among you anyone that maketh his son or his daughter to pass through the fire, or that useth divination, or an observer of times, or an enchanter, or a witch, or a charmer, or a consulter with familiar spirits, or a wizard, or a necromancer.
For all that do these things are an abomination unto the LORD: and because of these abominations the LORD thy God doth drive them out from before them. Deuteronomy 18:10-12

Searching through the Holy Bible to find these verses I developed a thirst for God's Word that is unquenchable.

After reading the truth I bowed my head and asked God to forgive my blindness and my sins. I didn't rush into Church or baptism, I studied, I read the Holy Bible everyday, sometimes all day. I asked Darrell a million questions, and listened to sermons on the radio. Soon we started attending a Spirit-filled Full Gospel Church (Pentecostal, Charismatic).

On October 11, 1999 I was water-baptised, dunked clear under like the Bible teaches.

My love for Jesus gets stronger everyday, and He proves His love for me everyday.

Wow! I've gotta say it God is AWESOME

In May of 2000, my youngest daughter, Susie came down with a condition called Dermatomyositis. A disease in which the body rejects its own muscles. Every muscle in her body began to shut-down, she was air-lifted to a large hospital and placed in intensive care. Susie was put on full life-support, and X-rays showed her lungs were full of fluid, only two tiny pockets had any air at all.

The nurses and doctors made her as comfortable as they could, and we were told that all we could do now was to wait.

Darrell and I stood by Susie's bedside and began praying, soon I felt a peace in the room unlike any you can experience in the world. I felt the Hand of God reach out and touch Susie, and I had the assurance of God's Promise inside me that Susie was going to be well again.

Within the hour another X-ray was made that stunned her doctors.

Susie's lungs were 100% clear of fluid!

The doctors compared the before and after X-rays hundreds of times while scratching their heads in astonishment.

Susie made a rapid recovery, spending two more weeks in the Intensive Care Unit while the doctors tried to figure out what was happening. Once they were satisfied, Susie was discharged after only three weeks in the rehabilitation ward. Her healing is all the more remarkable considering the doctors admitted that 'they lost her' on the medi-flight to hospital, and they once called us in the middle of the night and said, 'You better get here quick, she may not make it until morning.'

Her recovery has repeatedly amazed the medics. While in re-hab she had to learn how to walk, dress, and feed herself again. Her recovery was faster than any of her doctors thought possible. I let them know it was the healing touch of Jesus, and a true miracle, and they all agreed with me.

Thank you our wonderful and mighty God. Amazing Jesus!

The next time Jesus proved He always has His Hand on me was when Darrell and I crashed our motorcycle in the Fall of 2000.

We were returning home from a trip, and had been in rain all day. We ecided to stop for awhile, and as we pulled onto the ramp we hit running-water. In a second the bike did a somersault at about 50 mph, spinning crazily out of control for what seemed like hours.

Darrell was thrown from the bike, and I ended up on the side of the road unconscious, a woman who saw the accident stopped to help, she brought a blanket to cover me. She and Darrell checked to see if I was alright, they couldn't tell if I was breathing or not, and they couldn't detect a pulse. To them it looked like I was dead..

They stood looking down at me and started praying. Darrell can't recall exactly what he prayed other than to let me be ok, and not to take me from him so soon.

In my unconscious state, I remember, walking along a tree-lined grassy lane, talking and laughing with Jesus. We talked about many things and it seemed like I'd been there for a very long time.

Finally, Jesus spread His and palms up, and said to me,

'Do not worry about the things in this world, just keep your eyes on Heaven look always to Heaven".

Then He told me it was time for me to go back.

The next thing I remember is waking up in hospital asking Darrell, 'Did we wreck the bike?'

Amazingly, I had no broken bones, no concussion, not even any bad road-rash. Darrell's injuries were very minor. He had a sore arm, wrist and a few scratches. He even managed to ride the Honda Gold Wing to the hospital.

The Hand of our Precious Lord was lovingly protecting us during that accident.

To this day I still don't recall any details of the crash.

Each day I grow in Christ, everyday I see His influence in my life, realizing that no matter how small or big the problems of the day, my Heavenly Father will guide me through them.

The hardest thing for me to learn is that Jesus doesn't need my help in knowing what is best for me. *LOL*

My prayer is for everyone around the world to know the joy and love that comes from trusting in Jesus.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and God Bless you and yours.

Cheryl

For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Mk. 8:36 (KJV)

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