Testimony of Brother Terry Lackey

    The Lord saved me in 1994.  A couple of years before this, the Lord started dealing with me.  I had no desire to go to church, hear what the Bible said, or hear anybody witness to me.  I knew I was missing something, but did not know what, so I started going to church--not regular but sometimes going a while and then not going awhile, but enough to hear the gospel preached.
    This had went on for about 2 years, not yet seeing my lost condition.  But one night in January 1994 I was working at my job and the Lord showed me I was lost, no hope in anything I could do for my salvation and deserving to die and go to hell.  I knew I had to do something.  So, at dinner time, I went out back and was not going to go back in till the Lord saved me.
    I knelt down and prayed, confessing my sinful condition, no good thing in myself, seeing the Lord Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior, dying on the cross for my sins and making me righteous before a Holy God.  By Faith believing Jesus is my Lord and Savior.  Seeing Jesus as the only way of salvation, calling upon Him to save me.  And He did.  I knew at that time the Lord had saved me.
    I was not going to church anywhere at that time.  I wanted to find a church and be baptized.  I started reading the Bible and trying to find a church home.  I went to different churches and prayed about where the Lord wanted me to go to church.  The Lord showed me about 5 months later where He would have me to be at.  It was an Independent Missionary Baptist Church.  A place where I could grow spiritually in the truth of the Word of God.
    Since that time the Lord has blessed me with a wife and two children.  He also has put us in a Bible believing Church and blessed us with a good church family.

Testimony of Sister Millie Lackey

    In the fall of 1993 I started attending a church with my daughter.  It seemed like my life was always going in and out of control, so I thought if maybe I would go to church I'd maybe have some peace; maybe my life wouldn't be in such a turmoil all of the time.  After I had started, I was getting to the point where I couldn't hardly even sing the hymns without crying.  In November of that year the church had revival.  I had been hearing preaching about my sin and hell all along and I knew I was guilty, but one night at the meeting it seemed everyone wanted me to go to the altar to be saved, so I went.  There was a lot of people there at the altar and several people gave testimony of being saved or had been cold to the things of the Lord.  I'd heard about God and Jesus all my life.  I was raised to go to church every Sunday and all my 35 years had been in and out of church, but never faithful.  It seemed everyone there thought I was saved.  I guess because I was crying and had went to the altar, but afterwards I still felt miserable.  I was talking to people who I thought knew the Lord, and I was even more mixed up.  One time someone said to me they heard I was saved and how glad they were.  I knew it was a lie.  I knew I had nothing.  There had not been a change and I had no peace.  
    Things were getting worse for me and I thought I was having a nervous breakdown.  I can now understand that if you are truly one of His, He won't let you alone.  Finally, one day coming home from work I wanted to stop at every church on the way to talk to someone, but I came on home.  A friend of mine told me "I think the Lord is dealing with you about being saved."  I called the preacher to ask him to meet me at the church where I had been going.  The roads were so slick (we had just had an ice storm), we had to go in a four wheel drive.  This was in February of 1994, but I knew I needed someone to talk to, to help me understand what to do.  All my life I just believed that you had to be good to go to Heaven.  The preacher explained that I had to be saved.  I had to repent of my sins.  When I knelt at the altar and prayed, I knew the Lord had saved me, because I had peace.  
    Afterwards, my life started to change.  The Lord took things out He knew I didn't need.  I started reading my Bible, could not get enough preaching, I only wanted to be around people I thought were Christians.  I started loving the Lord and trusting only in Him.  I could see that Romans 8:28-29 was for me.  At first some of the things that God was taking out of my life I couldn't understand and they were hard to give up and it hurt to let go, but I knew it was in His purpose.  We sang this one hymn "Since Jesus Passed By", it is truly about how my life was.  It's never been the same.  I'll never be able to praise Him enough for all He has done.  Saving me from Hell, putting a desire in me to serve Him, trying to live my life for Him in a way that would be pleasing to Him.  Sending me Blessings I don't deserve, giving me a Godly husband, a family to raise in church, a church family, forgiving me for all the times I fail and fail Him so miserably.  Giving me the desire to love my family, to try to serve them, I'll never be able to explain all He as done for me.  To thank Him for sending His Son to die in my place, for giving me a home in Heaven.