Testimony of Laura Tiedman
I was baptized in a Baptist church when I was a young girl. When I became a teenager, I walked away from the church and from God. At first, I felt guilty about going along with the world, but each day that went by it became easier and easier to ignore the Holy Spirit trying to convict me.
Eventually I was able to drown out the voice of the Holy Spirit completely. I did what was right in my own eyes. I took credit for the gifts that the Lord had given me. I used my leadership skills and knowledge for my own gain and I looked down upon others. I even allowed a psychic to read my palm and spoke a curse over my husband. I learned how to manipulate people into doing what I wanted done. I never told my husband or my children about Jesus, and felt no need to do so, unaware that I was opening a door for Satan.
In September of 2013, I was in my car one day trying to find a station to listen to and I came across a station with a man preaching. He was preaching out of the book of Revelation and I became interested and listened to the whole thing, but I didn’t give it too much thought. Several days later I was driving at night and suddenly there was an audible voice in my car. “Laura, I want you to pray out loud to me” I immediately knew it was the Lord.
Even when I was in church, my feeble attempts at prayer were always silent and usually ended with me sleeping. But now, I knew the Lord was speaking to me, and I did not even think about not listening. And I started to pray, not really knowing what to say. I asked the Lord to help me understand what he wanted of me.
The next day I found my old Bible and opened it. I asked the Lord to help me understand who He was. Like a thief in the night I secretly read my bible whenever I had a chance. When I finished it, I read it again. As my relationship with the Lord grew, my guilt over not telling my husband or my children about Jesus grew, and I knew that I needed to get into a church. I approached my husband first and although he did not instantly believe like I wanted him to believe, he did agree to go to church with me. We started going to Rocky Springs Baptist church.
For the past 8 years, I had a lot of pain caused by a torn rotator cuff. One night I was trying to pray and my shoulder was hurting terribly. I got down on my face on the floor and just prayed that God would heal me. He spoke to me again and told me that he would heal my shoulder and that when I quit smoking, he would heal my lungs (I had very bad asthma). He also told me that He would heal Dan. Still in pain, I got into bed and tried to find a comfortable spot and eventually went to sleep. I woke up the next day and it was a good 15 minutes before I realized that I had no pain in my shoulder. I lifted my arm I could lift it over my head which I had not been able to do for years.
When Dan got up, I told him what the Lord had done for me, and how the Lord had said he would heal him as well. I’m not sure he believed me, but he was happy for me. I spent a lot of time fasting and praying for my husband and my family’s salvation. I came across Acts 16:31 “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved – you and your household” I hung on to this scripture and I believed it with all my heart.
I quit smoking a month later and the Lord was faithful to heal me from my asthma. Dan’s back was getting worse again, and he was having trouble sitting through church. He had fallen several times because his leg would just give out. We would talk about Christ, but he was holding out, saying that he needed to examine everything before making a decision. One day I came home from work and Dan was getting ready to leave. Dan was quiet and a home body. If I was home then he was usually home also. So it was unusual that he would be leaving. “Where are you going?” I asked. He looked at me and said “I’m going to have lunch with Samantha” (our grown daughter). I was curious and asked him why. He said “I have to tell her about Jesus!” I knew at that moment that he had accepted Christ as his savior. He told me how he had cried out to Jesus in the middle of the night and Jesus healed him.
Shortly after, I started to become depressed. I could not understand why God chose to heal me and yet not heal so many others. I felt very unworthy of God’s grace, and I didn’t know what to do. I spoke to several pastors and although they tried to help, I sank deeper and deeper into depression.
One night, again, as I was driving there was a voice in my car. This was a very different voice, and it was telling me that I was not worthy of God’s grace. It told me that I would never be able to stop sinning; that I would never be good enough. This voice told me that God would not be able to make me clean because I was too dirty.
I became very upset and I kept telling him that I was washed in the blood of the Lamb. Suddenly, he said to me that the only blood you are washed in is your own self-serving blood. I was at the point of hysterics, and I pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned on the light. I was very literally covered from head to toe in blood that was coming out of my nose.
I called my husband (who had just accepted Christ) and hysterically tried to explain to him what had taken place in my car. My husband knew that whatever was going on was beyond him and he found a pastor that had been a deliverance minister overseas.
After many years of opening doors to Satan, I had let several demons enter my life. The pastor explained to me that Jesus could deliver me, and he took me through deliverance. It took several weeks to actually be freed from all the demons in my life. I fasted for a week and the Lord showed me that he wanted complete control of my life. I gave my life to him completely that day and felt the last Satanic stronghold leave.
Dan and I were faithful to tell our children the truth, although tempted to hold some back, we knew that we could not be ashamed of what the Lord had accomplished in our lives. Our 3 local children all started to come to church with us and one by one the Lord called them to Himself. They were all baptized at Rocky Springs. God had already started working on my oldest son who lived further away. He learned about Jesus through the Boy Scouts and started attending Langley Pentecostal, a church near him. He and his family were all saved and baptized there.
Jesus is what makes us complete. I have been saved from the pit by a savior who’s love knows no bounds. He loves each and every one of us more than we can even imagine. I believe that because I knew God and walked away from Him, I allowed Satan to control parts of my life. Yet, in His infinite mercy and Love, He drew me back to Him!
I do not want to see our youth make the same mistakes I made. I am committed to teaching them Gods word, to hide it in their hearts so that they may not be deceived. Also, to have fun with each other learning to love the way God loves.
While sharing my testimony with others, I have heard several times that people have had amazing life changing experiences with God but they are afraid to share them because they do not hear others sharing their experiences. Not everyone will be accepting of your testimony, but I want to encourage you to share it anyway. God will use the testimony he has given you!
I would like to share my grandson Christopher’s testimony. The summer of 2018, my grandson accepted Jesus as his Lord and Savior in Vacation Bible School. A week later he was baptized. Christopher had a disease that left warts all over both his hands. The kids at school teased him terribly. A couple of days after he was baptized, he came running into the kitchen where my daughter was and he held up his hands to her. Grinning he showed her that his warts were completely gone! My daughter said to him, “What happened?” He replied “Jesus healed me!”
Your testimony can plant a seed of faith in someone’s heart. Christopher was a witness to the power of God healing his grandfather. And through his faith, Jesus healed him. Now Christopher has a powerful testimony to share with the world; a world that needs to hear it.