My Faith Story

My name is Carol Kinkle.  I would like to share how I came to believe in God.  I was raised in an abusive, alcoholic home.  I was given the chance to leave the alcoholic home when I was 15 years old.  I had no belief in God at all.  When I was sixteen years old, I was struck by a car.  When I was examined by the doctors, it was discovered that I had two broken legs.  My right knee was so badly broken that I had to go through surgery.  My surgeons informed my Mom and I that putting my knee back together was like putting a jigsaw puzzle together with some of the pieces missing.  My surgeons also said that I might not walk normally again.  I was also told that I faced a long recovery. 

    By this time I had been attending Alateen meeting for sixteen months.  In these meetings, I was learning about a God of my understanding.  But I still was not sure what that meant.  But something was sinking in. 

    The morning of my surgery, I woke up really early, scared out of my mind.  That is when I started talking to God.  I remember saying, “God, I do not believe in you but I am going to trust that you are there.  Please help me get though this.”  After my prayer to God, I called my poor Mom, waking her up.  I asked her to come to the hospital as soon as possible.  The surgery was successful.

    After that I only turned to God when I was going through something major.  Now my daily prayers are of thanks, gratitude, and His will for me in my life.  I also pray for the health, wealth, and happiness for all people.