Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Chapter 5: THE WORD OF OUR TESTIMONY [Updated today March 1, 2024]

Today, March 1, 2024 I had a vision/visitation from the Lord while in prayer this morning. It was raining outside and for the past 2 years I have done prayer walks throughout our neighborhood's 3 cul-de-sacs, but today I was only able to walk two and returned home to wait for the rain to let up. But according to weather reports that was not on the horizon.   The Lord said: You can just go into your space and pray.  So I did, and began coming into the Lord's presence, quiet before him, examining my heart, asking for the Holy Spirit to help me pray as I was heavily burdened for my daughter and what I was hearing outside my room. I felt overwhelmed and helpless to make these demonic attacks stop and cried out to the Lord for help on how to deal with this to set her free.  I began praying in the Spirit as I had no words to express my feelings, when I began to cry so broken hearted before him, till the tears began to cease.  I then experienced a visitation from the Lord himself in, I guess, a vision (?).  The Lord appeared  [this images is exactly how he appeared to me in this vision!] and he came up to me and gently took my teary face in his loving hands and said: "I am still here to wipe those tears from your eyes as I did when you were five, as I have never left you.  I am still here beside you, as this battle is not yours but mine, as you are mine and all your battles are mine."

You can read this experience below. [The image I drew from my memory of what Jesus looked like from a five year old's memory drawn 30 yrs ago]

A Heart for God
 
I wanted to share my personal testimony, with the hope that there are others like myself that are searching for answers also.

I came from a Seventh Day Adventist background.  My mother’s people were Seventh Day Adventist, and so were my dad’s.   I was taught at a very young age that the Adventists were the only “latter-day-church”.  I was also told that I must ask Jesus into my heart, and keep the Ten Commandments, that Jesus died for “past” sins and I had to keep the commandments to keep my salvation – I must work for it. I recall feelings of hopelessness at “being good enough” as it seemed I constantly broke commandments especially considering I was one of eleven children and I was the only one that seemed concerned about it. 

One of the commandments that I had the hardest time with was number four: “Honor the Sabbath day and keep it holy” as my family did not attend church unless I asked to go, then a few family members would accompany me.  You were not supposed to do any work on Saturday (Sabbath Day) or watch television – that is what would always get me!  All the good stuff came on television; it seemed to me, on Saturday, especially the mornings: cartoons!  Also every Saturday afternoon “Science Fiction Theater” came on and I loved science fiction movies.  Temptations were everywhere and I always had to ask for forgiveness and felt like a failure.  I use to pray to Jesus and ask him: “why do you even let me keep living as I can’t seem to ever go through a Saturday without sinning.”

I had a heart for the Lord at a very early age: the age of five.  I began “talking” to this personal invisible “friend” I had come to discover – Jesus.  I use to pray to him about everything when I was little.  I use to climb into our closet and during family crisis or a time of need I would converse with him as my grandmother had taught me to do.  Also my older sister, Betty, taught me to say my prayers before going to bed each night; I always prayed: “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.  If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Forgive me for my sins today (I named them as they came to mind) watch over mommy, daddy, Betty, and help me be good tomorrow, in Jesus name, Amen.” 

Summers were spent with our Grandma Mascunana, on my mother's side who use to tell us bible stories, as she had no TV.  She was a teacher and very knowledgeable regarding the Bible and use to tell us constantly that Jesus was returning very soon and we should get ready. I use to ask her: "Grandma, if I start being good right now will I get to go to Heaven when Jesus comes?"  She would tell me that very soon the book of Life would be closed and no one else could be written in it - you would be either saved or lost.  Also she stated believers would have to go through the terrible 7-year tribulation period that Revelation spoke about and that God would seal all that belonged to Him and protect them.  

One summer while staying with my grandmother (on my mother’s side) I became very ill.  My brothers and sisters use to run up and down the stairs to my grandmother’s apartment chasing each other, but I wasn't feeling very well, so I let my grandmother know.  I became so sick that I can remember not being able to respond to her voice and questions about what was wrong.  I could hear her voice but I felt like I didn’t have enough energy in my body to respond to her.  I remember just staring up at her face while she wiped my face and body with a cool wash cloth – I had a very high fever.  I remember feeling like each breath would be my last, as if I had no more energy to breathe another time. 

My grandmother use to keep us during the summers while my mother and father drove tractor-trailers long distance from Tampa, Florida to New York.  This was around 1953 so there were no cell phones or any way to contact my parents to let them know how sick I was.  She did not want to take me to the doctor or hospital without my parents’ permission nor did she have the funds to do so.  She tried waiting but my fever got so high and my breathing very labored.  She finally got scared and took me to the hospital where the doctor informed her: “Mrs. Mascunana, you have a very sick little girl and if you had waited until the morning she would not have made it through the night”.  The doctor said: “even now we are not sure we can save her as she has a very serious bladder infection.”  They placed me under intensive care for ten days in a room with a lady that was 100 years old, who was close to death also.  A nurse sat with us for the first part of that time until the fever broke.  I do remember being placed into whirlpool tubs to bring my fever down and having chills where they would cover me with warm blankets. 

During this time I had an experience with the Lord Jesus Christ that was to change me for the rest of my life.  I do not know if what I experienced was a dream or whether I was actually so close to death that my spirit was leaving my body, I only know that I saw the Lord.  I was somewhere above the earth in a cloud with Jesus.  I was dressed in a little white robe and Jesus had his arm around me; I was crying as if my heart was broken and He said, “Little one, why weepiest thou?  Where I am going to take you, you will never be sick or hurt again.  You will never remember the things that have hurt you and caused you pain.  Where I am taking you, you will only remember happy things, and you will never be sick again, so why are you weeping?”  Somehow I knew I was dying, even as a child.  He placed his hands on each side of my face and with his thumbs, wiped the tears from my face, but I began to cry even harder.  I said: “but I do remember and I am unhappy because I want my mother to be there too.  Please let me go back and tell her about you and heaven so she will be there too.”  Suddenly I seemed to be descending down to earth, through the roof of our house – in the kitchen, where my mother was cooking.  I remember running up to her, pulling on her clothes, trying desperately to describe what I had just seen, but she told me to go outside and play as she was very busy and did not have time.  I remember feeling sad – it was like the Lord wanted to show me what I was going to be up against.


During this same ten day time period, I had another dream or vision.  I dreamed that my mother and I were walking down what seemed to be a road filled with the cares of this life – scenes like store windows showing: school rooms, parks with kids playing, grocery stores, etc. when I saw this stairway leading up to heaven along the way; it looked like golden transparent glass.  On either side, every so many steps were these beautiful happy beings in white apparel and they were smiling at us and with their facial expressions and hands were gesturing for us to come up – it seemed to me we were welcome to climb those stairs!  I could see a strange light at the top of the stairs – it reminded me of a sunbeam coming through a window with dust particles floating around in it, only this was a very bright light with sparkling dust floating within the beam of light.  There seemed to be a beautiful park at the top, which intrigued me – I grabbed my mother’s hand and said, “Let’s go up there” and I tried pulling her up with me but she resisted and said: “I can’t go, you’ll have to go by yourself”, and she pulled away.  I grabbed her hand again and pulled her back towards the stairs but again she said, “No Sharron, I can’t go”.  I ran up to her again pleading with her: Mommy, look: they want us to come – it would make them happy if we went up there!”  But again, she answered: “Sharron, I cannot go with you, you are going to have to go alone – I cannot go with you.”

When I was about 14 years of age, I found out what the Lord was trying to tell me through this dream-vision.  He was saying: Sharron, you must make up your mind about me – you must choose between me and your mother.”  Well, I chose Him and decided to seek His help in bringing my mother with me.  While at a crusade at age 14, the minister said: “You know Jesus said, if you are ashamed to confess me before men, I’ll be ashamed to confess you before my father in heaven and his holy angels, but if you confess me before men then I too will confess you before my father in heaven and all his holy angels.  I was one of eleven children – second to the oldest and had all of our family with me at this crusade, but I heard the Lord ask me: “Sharron, if you really love me, I want you to go down there”.  I knew I loved him but did not want to go alone so I tried to get someone to go with me – I was afraid I would get left or separated from my family, but no one volunteered to go with me.  My heart was pounding through my chest – I knew I had to go and show the Lord that I loved him but was torn over going alone when my mother said:  “Sharron, if you want to go down there, go ahead, we will wait for you”.  I got up to go and after descending a few steps, my grandmother (my father’s mother) stood and said she would go with me.  She told me she wanted to make sure I was willing to go alone first.  I got baptized into the Seventh Day Adventist church the following Saturday. 

After this I tried keeping the Ten Commandments, confessing each night before I went to sleep, any sins I had committed.  I would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and either remember some sin I forgot to include or fell asleep without saying my childhood prayer!  I lived in fear of forgetting to confess something and on judgment day finding out I did not qualify for heaven – it was tormenting!  Sometimes I’d be so unhappy that I use to ask God to let me die.  I thought: what was the use in living because, no matter how hard I tried or how bad I wanted to, I just could not live a day without sinning!  I was just no good – a waste of God’s time; I was so unhappy over this failure to measure up to God’s standards!  After I had been baptized I remember my dad saying, “Ah, you are going to hell just like the rest of us – you aren’t any better then the rest of us.  I made up my mind right then and there that if God had made a way to get to heaven then I would find it!  I would show my dad that I did not have to go to hell – if God had made a way to get to Heaven, then I wanted God to show it to me!

When I was 21 years old, the Lord ordered my steps to Georgia.  He also put me with a Baptist believer that invited me to her church.  I remember thinking I could not attend her church as she was of the “mark of the beast” cause she worshiped on Sunday.  I thought it was of the devil – like devil worship but wanted to attend one of her services to see what it was like – to compare it to ours.  I asked the Lord to please protect me while I was in their service from the “mark of the beast” and the Antichrist.  I went with her and was totally surprised to find out that the Lord’s presence was there!  I knew he was there and I had not even felt his presence like that in my own Adventist church, ever!  I would just feel good because I had obeyed the 4th commandment each time I attended church.  I became so confused that I ran home and as was my custom, I ran into the presence of the Lord – to His throne of Grace.  I had come to the conclusion that Jesus was the place to seek the answers.  I asked him to please let me know where he wanted me to worship – the Adventist or the Baptist – which one are you in - which one is truth?  I laid all before the Lord – every belief that I had at that moment.  I said: “Lord, which church do you want me to attend?”  I totally threw away all my beliefs and started with Jesus and came to the conclusion that I could trust Him and Him alone and not “men”.  I knew He would lead me the right way.  I felt like I’d start over – with just the Bible and Jesus.  I threw away everything else I had been taught.  I started step by step, in simple trust and faith in Jesus alone, knowing that He would not lead me in the wrong direction.

The first time I attended the Baptist church service I recall the pastor’s sermon – it was about coming out from among them and separating ourselves from some of our friends that are not living for the Lord.  I was hanging out with people that did not believe or live for the Lord so I had to find new friends, which I did at this little Baptist church.  I remember when the pastor gave the invitation that first Sunday, I did not even wait for the song to finish – I almost ran down the isle, thinking I had to be saved all over again.  When I got down there and the pastor’s wife explained that “for by grace are ye saved through faith: and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: not of works, lest any man should boast. (Ephesians 2:8,9)  She explained that all I had to do to receive eternal life was ask Jesus into my heart and accept him as my personal savior.  I remember thinking, you mean I had “eternal life” all this time and I didn’t even know it?  All these years – since age 14, that I had done everything that needed to be done to “get to heaven?” I couldn’t believe it was so easy and wonderful!  He, who the Son sets free, is free indeed!  I had been set free – for the first time in my Christian life I was at peace with God and free indeed!

I hope my testimony helps you realize that Jesus is “the Way, The Truth and the Life, no man comes to the Father except through Jesus. 

If you would like to guarantee that your name is written in the Lamb’s book of life and that He will confess you before His Father and all the Holy angels, please pray this simple prayer and only believe, to receive Jesus as Savior and Lord:

Father, it is written in Your Word that if I confess with my mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in my heart that you have raised him from the dead, I shall be saved.  Therefore, Father, I confess that Jesus is my Lord.  I make Him Lord of my life right now.  I believe in my heart that You raised Jesus from the dead.  I renounce my past life with Satan and close the door to any of his devices. 

I thank you for forgiving me of all my sin.  Jesus is my Lord, and I am a new creation.  Old things have passed away; now all things become new in Jesus’ name.  Amen. 
Scripture References:
John 3:16                                                      John 14:6
John 6:37                                                      Romans 10:9, 10
John 10:10                                                    Romans 10:13
Romans 3:23                                                Ephesians 2:1-10
2 Corinthians 5:19                                        2 Corinthians 5:17
John 16:8, 9                                                  John 1:12
Romans 5:8                                                  2 Corinthians 5:21


2 comments:

  1. Beautiful testimony Sharron of the freedom we have when we trust in the righteousness of Christ & realize we have none apart from Him! So thankful that when God looks are my life He sees His Son in me...not my sin! Love & miss you sweet “sister”!

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    1. Thanks! God bless all of you and keep you safe according to Psalm 91! Love all of you.

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