Testimonies

My name is Velvet and I’m 25 years old. I grew up in an abusive, alcoholic and drug-infested home. My mom insisted that my siblings and I go to church so that she was free to go and do as she pleased. My safe haven quickly became…

I am a pastor of a Baptist church in Livonia, Michigan. In high school I met a young girl that later became my wife. She was reached through the bus ministry and invited me to church where I heard the gospel. I was saved at the age of 17 after hearing the gospel at her church.

In the 1960′s, I was a bus kid from Spring Lake, Michigan. I had moved to the small town and didn’t know anyone. The girl down the street invited me to ride with her to church and I went and was welcomed.

My name is Lynn Hileman; and in 1973, in Hudson, New Hampshire, a bus worker knocked on our door. I was thirteen years old at the time. My brothers and sister started riding the bus to Tabernacle Baptist Church in nearby Litchfield. My mother soon started attending but drove to church instead. My father, whose mother was a Jehovah’s Witness, was slow to come with us—until, that is, the bus broke down in front of our house three Sundays in a row!

At 5 years of age, while living in the projects of southwest Los Angeles, two men in suits knocked on our door. They asked my parents if we could ride the bus to Sunday school to learn about Jesus and the Bible. I had no idea who Jesus was since I had never heard of Him in our home. Week after week my brother and I would go to Sunday school to learn about the love of Jesus. Little did I know the impact it would make in my life.