Robin Walter's Page

Hi Robin, Like what you said about growing up... lol... I am 58 and wanting to grow down... They say your as young as you feel... I tell my wife everyday she getting young'er... Your right about God... We do need to give him our all... For He did us...amen... Keep us in your prayers...pastor rick and Wanda from Trion Ga: Cornerstone Church....

Hey thank ya!

Yeah God has brought me through a lot...everytime I find myself in a hard place I think of where God brought me from...im glad you enjoyed it...lol sorry for talking so much im kinda stuck at home and i enjoy chatting

my testimony from here down...hope you enjoy

I wrote this testimony, not to brag on my past, but to show you where God has brought me from. I came from a dysfunctional family. We were far from being well off in the money area. I remember many nights not having electricity or water. The places we lived in should have been condemned. My mother was working two jobs, waffle house at night and a pool company during the day. My three sisters and I hardly ever seen her after my step dad of thirteen years left us. Life got harder for all of us.

While mom was at work, I remember, taking a lot of beatings from my mom's new boyfriends that came and left, when they pleased. They had a little too much to drink and needed something to beat on, me. I even took beatings for my sisters. I loved my sisters, and I tried to be there for them. When I went to school I lied about cuts and bruises on my arms, legs, and back, whether I was hit with a fist, belt, or cane. I knew if I said anything, our mom would lose us

. I started hanging out with the wrong people. This led to drugs and alcohol. I was 14 and I was already an alcoholic and a drug addict. Just wanting to find something to numb the pain I was feeling, but it only lasted for a little while. For that moment, I felt free but the next day everything rushed back in and I needed more drugs to escape again. I robbed people, drug dealers, that could have killed me easily, but I didn't care. The boy with the fake smile was me. I could not tell you anything about love because I never felt the sensation of love like others did. I believe my mother loved me, but I did not see it. I couldn't figure out what I did, that I deserved this torture. Many times did I try to kill myself but somehow I always remained alive. I was getting into fights all the time to prove to everyone, that I was tough and could handle anything you threw at me. Most people at school feared me, called me crazy, but they didn't know what I was feeling or going through. Who could save me from this?

One year, Higher Ground Baptist was helping us with Christmas. I went with my mom to help pick up the presents. I met Eddie Cole the youth pastor of the church. He invited me to winter retreat at ..:namespace prefix ........Camp ....Bethel with him and the church. For some reason, I said yes. I think it's because I figured it couldn't hurt my life anymore then it already is, and maybe it will be fun. While I was at ........Camp ....Bethel, I met a man named David Garret who was a friend of Eddie Cole. We played some basketball and talked a little. There was something about him I couldn't understand. He had something that I wanted, happiness. You could see it all over him. He remained to be an influence on me the remainder of the camp retreat.

After the retreat, David invited me to church. I started hanging out with him more and more, not only church, but outside church. I was still struggling the whole time I hung out with him. I definitely was playing the good card, because he did not know my story yet. I was biting my tongue from cussing, studying him trying to find the key to his happiness. Then I heard his testimony, which was much like my life now, and how Christ saved and changed him. The key to his happiness was Christ, but I still didn't understand. I said the prayer in church, am I not saved? Why hasn't Christ saved me from my past and my present? I was lost and didn't even know it. Well the next week David was off to a mission trip to ........Spain with the Chicago Eagles soccer ministries. While he was gone, Jared a friend of David brought me to church. That Sunday night Phil Hoskin preached a message that would forever change my life. And at the end of the service he told everybody to ask themselves one question, "Do you feel bad for the sins in your life? Is God convicting you of your sins or does it not effect you? If you don't feel bad about your sins, then you need to make sure that you are saved." Then they had an alter call. Alter call past and church was over. Did I not hear that message? The week went on, than Thursday the message finally hit me like a ton of bricks. My heart grew heavy. I was not saved, I was still drinking and doing drugs. I got down on my knees in my living room at my moms, and I started crying out to God begging forgiveness and thanking him for everything I did have. I woke up the next morning feeling like someone had lifted the weight off my shoulders. Going to church that Sunday, I was telling everybody with a real smile that Christ saved me.

David came back from ........Spain and heard the good news. I think he was more excited then me. He then talked to my mom about me living with him from 7pm till school the next morning to help me in school and in life. My mom was happy to agree because she seen the change in me recently. While living with David, I got off of drugs and stopped drinking. In 1st Corinthians 3:16-17 it says," Know ye not that ye are the ........temple of ....God and Spirit of God dwelleth in you. If any man destroy the ....Temple of ....God, God would destroy them, for the ........temple of ....God is Holy, which temple ye are." This verse alone helped me get my life in order. And Ephesians 4:31 says to; "Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice" This helped me have self control and to clean up my language, but it didn't stop there.

David was a disciple to me, preparing me for the world. God called David to be a full time missionary. When David left I went back to living with my family. My mother and sisters saw the change in me. Times were still hard but God was definitely blessing me, sending me to churches to share my testimony. God was blessing us with money to pay the bills. All was going well but what I did not know was the trial to come that would test me greatly.