A Story of God’s Grace: Tiffany’s Testimony
I grew up in the small town of Leland, NC in a non-Christian home. At the age of 7 or 8, I remember us living with my grandparents and a church bus picking us up for church and related activities. I don’t recall learning much, as far as the Gospel was concerned, but I knew of Jesus and God by name.
At this point in my life, too, I remember having social services visiting us often because of my dad’s short temper. Growing up, he was physically and verbally abusive which crushed my heart. Over time my love and respect for him changed. As a little girl, I wanted so deeply to be loved by my father and to hear him say and show me that he loved me – but that hole was empty.
By age 11, I started smoking weed and being promiscuous. When I was 12, my best friends uncle molested me several times. At this point in my life, I lost respect for men and myself and thinking this was a normal way of life. This influenced my choice in friends and the many scary situations I placed myself in.
When I was 14, I got my first job at Chick-Fil-A where I worked with a woman named DeShawn. She was so kind to me and always invited me to do things with her family. 17 years ago, April 1, I sat in DeShawn’s bedroom, after church, and was told about the love Jesus had for me – a girl that was lost and hurting deeply. I needed a Savior to rescue me from my sins – and Jesus could do all of that and more for my broken heart. I was so taken by the love Jesus had and believed it to be true. I remember finding a Bible that I was given and wanting to read more about His love. Psalm 139 really captivated me because it spoke of how special I was to my maker and that He formed me and knew me even in my mothers womb. I was fearfully and wonderfully made – not a mistake in life as I had felt.
As time past, the fruit in my life was little. I never heard the Gospel preached after that nor was I part of a healthy church. I came to JWU at the age of 16 and remember walking through the student activities tent looking for stuff to do on campus. I came to the Christian Student Fellowship table and met a woman who would impact my life greatly – Amy Haynes. She was everything I wanted to be as a woman after God’s heart and she poured into my life in a profound way. On December 9, 2001, I was baptized as a believer at Faith Baptist in Warwick and in March 2002 attended the second service of a new church plant called Grace Harbor. I am so thankful for the faithful pastors over the years. My life is by far not perfect, but I am forgiven by God’s grace.
For it was You who created my inward parts;
You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You
because I have been remarkably and wonderfully made.
Your works are wonderful,
and I know this very well.
My bones were not hidden from You
when I was made in secret,
when I was formed in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw me when I was formless;
all my days were written in Your book and planned
before a single one of them began.