He came for me!

Posted by Terri Rapillo on April 19, 2017 at 06:57 PM

My mother and father divorced when I was ten. My father was replaced with an alcoholic monster of a man who was my stepfather. Once my father was gone, I can't remember being happy. Sure there were moments of happiness here and there, but I was severely depressed and tried to kill myself three times by the age of 52. I suffered sixteen years of bulimia. I was bitter, angry and mad at the world. I used to ask God to let a semi hit me head on because then my mom would know (or think), that I would go to Heaven rather then hell because of suicide. Finally, at the age of 57, I had an irresistible urge to go to a particular church. It was like having someone right beside me in my car telling me to go to that church. I did and became involved as an usher. Within four months I was very excited about being baptized. After my baptism, I didn't feel any different at all.

Then, about two weeks later, I was driving, playing gospel music and praising God when (and I remember this so well as I was going from Bellvue, KY over the Big Mac bridge to Cincinnati), all of a sudden it felt like something warm and soothing and calming flooded my body starting at my head all the way to my toes. It's like the good was pushing out the bad! It was so powerful, yet calming, that I pulled over and cried and cried. I will never forget it and since that day all of my anger, resentment, depression, all of the bad feelings were replaced with peace, and smiles and happiness and gratefulness. After a few weeks, my bulimia disappeared as well. I had no desire to to overeat at all. I'm closer with my father now and just at peace in every area of my life. I'm 61 now and have never been happier! —Terri Rapillo