Michael Caldwell 03/03/2008
Hello, brothers and sisters in Christ! My name is Mike Caldwell and I have spent the last few decades in a place where, even though I wasn't serving God, His grace always carried me.
I was first saved at the age of 16. I spent a few years under a man of God who I will always be thankful for, as the foundation of faith that was built in that time carried me through many backslidden years to where I now find myself, at 50 years old returning to faith.
Although I wasn't serving God, I was awakened enough to know about the world system and I always tried to live outside of it as much as I could. I watched both of my parents die at relatively young ages -- my dad was 50 and my mom was 61. Both died because of prescription drugs that doctors had prescribed for them -- my dad from heart disease and my mom from cancer.
During the time I was serving Him, they both came to faith. But that is not the reason for this testimony.
In Hebrews 9:16 it talks about the death of the testator. I believe that The Lord has brought me to a place where He can use me for his glory.
About seven months ago I began to date a woman who was into some sort of occult thing that I never really got into (please pray for her), although I am sure there were all kinds of spirits around that I shouldn't have allowed myself to be exposed to.
I told her about my Christian beliefs, even though I wasn't living it, so we decided to "keep our religions to ourselves". As I said, I was living in sin, so in the course of time, she became pregnant. During the months we were together I began to feel a feeling I hadn't had since I was a child. It was like I was doing something bad and I was going to be in trouble when my dad got home from work. Of course it was conviction but I didn't realize it at the time.
Before we even knew she was pregnant, she began to have a Crohn's Disease flare-up; it is a disorder of the bowels. She decided to have an abortion, as carrying a child would have been very unhealthy for her.
The relationship began to change almost as soon as we left the abortion clinic. I was opposed to it, but had no say in the matter.
Within a few weeks, I began to develop a boil on my stomach. During that time she went to New York City to celebrate some pagan holiday with some of her occult friends. Suddenly, when she returned, she said she wanted to end our relationship. I was hurt by this, as I had really grown to love her. She cited our differences of belief as her reason. I now know that God was the one who put that idea in her head.
Anyway, the boil began to grow until it looked like someone had shot me with a .45. It was really horrible to look at, let alone treat. I have never trusted doctors and didn't want to go to one, so I began to pray. The Lord impressed on me that the boil was judgment on me for my sin. So I began to seek repentance and, praise His mighty Name, it came. I began to read my Bible and I got a hunger for His Word like I hadn't had in years.
The boil has healed and I am now on the narrow path again. I just want to glorify His Name!