The Word of our Testimony: Lisa Miles

In tandem with our sermon series on the Book of Acts, we thought it would be helpful if the leadership of the church each shared their testimony. Testimonies are powerful. They’re personal stories of what God has done in our lives. Along with the blood of Jesus, Revelation 12:11 says that we overcome the Enemy by the “word of our testimony.” Our hope is that through this series of articles, your faith will be strengthened, you’ll get to know all of us better, and you’ll see that Jesus can and does redeem all kinds of people in all kinds of ways.

My testimony actually begins three years before I was born. My parents adopted a baby boy and during that process got to know their case worker quite well. She interviewed friends and family and spent hours in their home. She learned my parent’s deep faith, love of music (both of my grandmothers were gifted pianists), and amazingly connected family. After that adoption, they kept their name on the list to adopt another child, never knowing if they would get the call that another child was available to adopt. Over two years later, a precious college student was pregnant and knew she could not keep her baby and wanted to make sure her child was placed in a godly home. This same case worker went to the hospital when I was born and held me. When she saw me, she knew who my family was to be. She called my parents and told them she had a baby girl with piano fingers who was waiting for her family. Six weeks later, I went home.

I grew up in a family that loved God. My dad was Methodist, and my mom was Catholic. There were times we went to church as a family, but there were also times my brother and I went to Sunday school with my dad and mass with my mom. Although that sounds strange, I have strong memories of watercolor pictures of a smiling Jesus from Sunday school and stained-glass pictures of Jesus from mass that shaped my young life. God was a consistent presence regardless of where we were. By the time I was in second grade, my parents had started to attend a Bible study together. They began to understand and experience a personal relationship with Jesus. They were so excited and shared all their excitement with my brother and me. We grew alongside our parents, and as a family began attending another church and going to Bible studies together.

The following summer, we went to family camp. My brother and I went to the children’s tent for part of the day while my parents went to the adult meetings. It was at that tent that the message of salvation came to life for the first time. I knew of a loving God, and I knew the story of Jesus but had never fully realized the story of Jesus was about my salvation. I remember how heartbroken I was when I realized Jesus had to die for me. As a shy and quiet seven-year-old, I bravely got up by myself, went forward and asked the tent leaders to pray for me.

From that moment on, I never doubted the presence of God in my life. There were times when my choices made me feel far from him, but he remained faithful. He has been a constant through the ups and downs that has never shifted. Psalm 139:13-16 has been a favorite of mine since I was young. “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” His love reached out to me before I was born and set in motion a plan to draw me to himself, just as he has set a plan in motion for each of us.

Praying you see God’s hand in the pages of your story today.

Lisa Miles
Director of Children’s Ministries