I was born Jan. 25, 1956, in Denver and raised on the eastern plains of Colorado. My Dad was a wheat farmer and rancher and my mom was his helpmate. I am second to the oldest of five children. I went to a small school in a little town called Deer Trail, which claims to be the home of the first rodeo. There were 19 in my graduating class and it's one of the largest to ever graduate from that school. It's the same school my grandmother and my dad graduated from.
We weren't raised in church, although we went to vacation bible school sometimes in the summer. I recall being alone with one of the volunteers working there and she told me that Jesus was the Son of God and that he was my Saviour. She probably said more, but those are the words I heard. I can honestly say I seldom gave any thought to God, unless I was in trouble; then I would ask for help. Looking back over my life I can see he was with me.
I began attending a baptist church when I was a divorced, single mom with two little girls and it was there I was baptized in water. (I didn't know why I was baptized, I was just told it would be a good thing if I was.) I married my second husband while attending that church and he would come with me once in awhile on Sundays. He had been raised in the catholic church and he wasn't interested in being involved with either one. The day came when I knew I couldn't stay there anymore and I walked out of there into the charismatic wilderness. We wandered around there for two or three years and I didn't realize how far from God I was. My relationship wasn't with the Lord Jesus, it was with men and their traditions and I didn't have enough honesty to acknowledge that. It was a social club for me and I was prideful and self-righteous about belonging to it.
I began listening to Doyle sporadically when LeSea Ministries started broadcasting out of Colorado Springs. My husband was almost immediately drawn to what was being ministered, however, my heart was so hard in the beginning, I couldn't listen for longer than five or ten minutes. Ever so slowly, that gospel began to work a change in my heart and God granted me the grace to humble myself to some degree and listen. Up to that point I had never heard the gospel and I certainly didn't know I could trust in it for every area of my life. I am still listening and I have seen God's power manifest in my life and my children's lives. I am grateful that God made me for this hour and I look forward to seeing God's glory fill the earth.