Evangelist Karen Martin Wilson
Evangelist Karen Martin Wilson
I am the author of I Never Wanted To Be Save and the Visionary of The Women at the Well Ministry all for the Honor and Glory to GOD
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When I gave my life to Christ Thirteen years ago I had my first encounter with a prophet who prophesied that I would write a book. He said through this book millions of soul will be saved, set free and delivered. I could not understand it then, but I understand it now. This book will allow you to enter and travel though my life from an early child, adolescents, young adult, and my middle age life. I was not raised up in the church I knew there was God, but I did not know that he had a Son named Jesus Christ who died for the sins of the world. As I traveled through the trials and tribulations in my life, I was looking for that one piece of the puzzle that would make my life complete.
One day I found the piece I was looking for his name is Jesus. Somewhere on the Journey I got so hurt and confused. I throw the piece of puzzle away. There came a time when God let me know that he had never left me or forsaken me. In this book there is healing ointment for those that are broken, bruised, and for those seeking salvation. That ointment is Jesus.
I never wanted to be saved; it was a life I knew I could never live, because the standards were too high. There were just too many rules of dos and don’ts can and cants and beside none of my friends were saved. Because I was not brought up in the church I heard saved people went to heaven and sinners went to hell, who would I have known in heaven all of my friends were sinners so I guess I would have seen them in hell. To be honest I was having a good time.
I was raised by my grandparents in South Carolina (Padgetts) until the age of nine. I felt like a plant that was uprooted when my mother came to get me to live in New York City with my siblings and her friend. No matter how much she tried to repot me I could not catch roots. I began to rebel from the very beginning by lying, stealing, and later on smoking cigarettes, reefer, drinking beer, liquor and having sex. At the age of fifteen I had my first abortion one of four, which I had later on in life. I truly thought if I did all those things my mother would send me back to South Carolina. That never happened all it did was place a wedge between us. At the age of seventeen I ran away from my mother’s house, because it never felt like a home. By the age of twenty-two I was married to a pathological liar with three children. At the age of twenty- six my marriage was over I had enough of lies and smoke dreams. We were in a relationship for eight years and married for four years.
I boarded a Greyhound Bus with my three children heading back to the place that I was uprooted from. I later married a functional alcoholic; who I thought that I could change, not realizing I needed changing myself. We had two children he built me a beautiful house that I picked out, but it was not a home. There was nothing I could not get if I wanted it. There was one main thing I love and that was reefer, I felt it helped me to cope with life.
One day something happened that shattered my life turning my whole world upside. With a hand full of pills in one hand and a beer in the other I was ready to throw my hands in and quit the game called life. I was at the lowest point in my life when my cousin asked me would I go to church with him Sunday and I said yes. When the phone rang around eight o’clock Sunday morning and the voice on the line was asking me was I going to church? I really did not want to, because I had just got in five o’ clock from partying, but because I promised him I went.
I sat in the back of the church cursing underneath my breath, because I truly did not want to be there, I had a terrible hang over. I opened my pocketbook, looked at my reefer, look toward the ceiling and thanked God, because when I got out of there I was going to need to get high.
I don’t know how it happened because I do not remember getting out of my seat. But here I was on this prayer line cursing with my pocketbook that had my reefer in it on my shoulder. When I approached the pastor he asked me was I a sinner, and I said yes. He asked me was I tired, and I said yes. He asked me did I want rest, and I said yes. I confessed Jesus Christ as my personal Savior, with out stretched arms and my pocketbook on my shoulder which contained the reefer. I felt the Almighty God engulf me flooding me with love, forgiveness, peace, joy etc. I was instantly delivered from the desire to smoke reefer that had control over my life for twenty-one years. There was a time on my Christian journey when I got so hurt and confused within the church .I told God to take his off of me. From the time I gave my life to Christ it has be an upward battle.
Ephesians 6:12 for we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Amen