- Parent Category: History
- Category: Personal Stories
- Published on Saturday, 01 July 2006 11:43
Roberta Guerrero ~ Puerto Vallarta, Mexico
Finally, I found it!
I was raised in a very religious Catholic family in Mexico. When I married Pedro, we moved to Puerto Vallarta. There, I opened a little barbershop.
All my life I had lots of questions about religion and God. I always believed the Bible was the Word of God. One day some Mormons came to my door. They came back often and soon I was baptized as a Mormon. However, whenever I asked about the Bible, they said the Bible was an incomplete book. When I read Revelation 22:18-19, I found out they were wrong. After seven years, I left the Mormon Religion.
Many nights I read the Bible and prayed that God would show me the truth. Soon I tried the Catholic Church, the Seventh Day Adventists, the Jehovah’s Witnesses, and a Pentecostal church. Every time I could see things in the church that were not in the Bible.
Finally, we went to visit a Baptist church. The people were loving, kind and played nice guitar music. However, what I wanted was just plain, clear Bible teaching.
One day, someone slid a John 3:16 Bible poster (text) under my barbershop door. It was beautiful. The next day, the same group of young people got confused and did my street again. When I went to open my shop I was shocked to find a second text and invitation to meetings. I thought to myself, “God must be trying to tell me something.” I closed the shop immediately.
When I arrived at the meeting place, a lady who was cleaning invited me to come in and wait for the meeting. Even though my clients were waiting outside my shop and my husband and children were waiting for me at home, I stayed.
In front they put up a big “The Two Roads and The Two Destinies” chart based on Matthew 7:13-14. My eyes immediately went to the lake of fire at the end of the broad road. I had never heard teaching about ell and the lake of lire before. I listened very closely.
I had always believed sin was something really bad like murder or adultery. However, as I listened and read the Bible, I discovered I had more sins than I could count. I knew I was on the broad road.
Finally, on June 23, 1993, while Mr. David Alves was preaching, he asked again, “For whom did Christ die?” For the first time, I understood that I was the sinner that Christ had died for on the Cross. At that moment, I accepted Christ as my personal Savior. It dawned on me right then that this was what I had been looking for. God had been working in my life for many years to bring me to Christ. Thank God!
Six months later, my husband fell from a tower and was killed. As a widow with five small boys, my life hasn’t been easy. One year later, I became so sick I almost died. However, I can honestly say, “I have a great God and a great Savior. There is nothing like the peace and joy of knowing for sure that you are saved.” Do you have this peace?