Personal Narrative: Ally Breedlove's Life

In recent years, God has become a very important part of my life. I am determined to learn more about God and look forward to seeing what he has in store for me and my family. At one time God was not a big part of my life, I did not attend church regularly or feel close to him. I have always believed in God and Jesus Christ as our savior, but did not actively seek a closer relationship with him. I feel that much of that changed when I accepted my current job in a church based preschool program. After taking the position in the preschool, I was then offered a position in the church’s nursery on Sunday mornings. I accepted this position also and my son and I started attending Church every Sunday. In the time since, my husband, myself, and our children have all joined the Church, been baptized, and become very active in our Church. I feel that this was God’s plan for us all along. I feel that God guides our decisions each and everyday, and I now use prayer to seek his guidance for our lives.

Fast forward, the Lord guided me through the U.S. Marine Corps, Desert Storm and four tours of U.S. Embassy duty, it was not easy as in those days you had to fight daily as a Marine. It was just par for the course, so to speak, this I believed harden my spirit along with frequent drinking. I think the drinking became a way of coping with the tragic death of my mother among other things. While in the Marine and living in Africa I had a vision of a mountain and a gathering of people dressed in white. I later determine that the mountain and the people were in Ethiopia. The people all looked as though they were in a trance and were walking to and from the mountain. When I would walk up and asked them what they were doing, they would only say one word to me "Exodus" the Greek word meaning to depart just as the Israelites had departed Egypt. At the moment I did not truly understand what God was saying, but I now I realize that God was telling me to turn away from my worldly ways. See as a Marine I became very aggressive and would fight at the drop of a hat. I was a drinker and womanizer and the more of both I had, the better I thought I was doing. That said, the vision I had was the embarkation line of my departure from the Egypt of my flesh and the beginning of my journey and transformation; not to say I am perfect now because I am still a finite being, but I am not who I used to be.

We started the Bible Study, and the kids were hanging on every word that was said. The same thing happened the next day, but you could feel something different. God had prepared a soul to be harvested, and that soul was my kid Joel. That afternoon I walked him back to his apartment, and I asked Joel if he knew Jesus. He told me that he did, but he didn’t know if Jesus lived in his heart. So, we sat down and talked for a while about his relationship with Christ. So on that day, July 20, Joel gave his life to Christ. I was so humbled and shocked that I didn’t tell anyone what had happened until that night. I had first-hand experienced God work, and it was so

September 9, 2015, a baby is born. With black hair, brown eyes, and the face of an angle, she was wrapped in a two blankets and pajamas. The name on the certificate, Elizabeth, and she is born 5 inches tall, weighs 6 ounces, and has a perfectly round head, she looks like a turtle as she stretches her neck. We call her our little lizard, but to be honest she looks more like turtle than a lizard any day. The hospital I go to, to see little lizard, smells like soap and hand sanitizer, it brings back memories of a moment in time 2 years ago when I walked down the same hospital corridors to see my area 51 baby, Evelynne. As I walk down the same hallway to the same room where I first saw my Evelynne I am reminded of a responsibility, a responsibility

One day when a 16 year old girl name Ally said, i love you to her mom she didn't know it was going to be her last time. When she was at her mother's funeral she saw people she never saw before. but they knew her so she was nice and hide her sadness she said hi and huge like 100 people. When she couldn't hold it in anymore she run to a big tree and lay her back against it, and she let it all out when she looked up she saw a boy from a distance. He look the same age as Ally, Ally looked down to try and stop crying but when she got up he was gone. She thought it was just her imagine, she went straight back to the funeral. After the funeral she went home and sat in her mom room and layed in there for a few days. A few days later someone knocked

One Sunday morning, a man in the congregation said he had a word from God for me. I was skeptical, but agreed to hear it. I do not remember it word for word, but basically he said... “ I see you standing and your feet are in cement buckets. This is not a bad thing, but a good thing. You are fixed in Him. Although the storm has blown, you have stood. You have been in a season of training which is coming to an end. You are entering a new season. There is one area in your heart – painful area – God is moving on your behalf. You will not even recognize your life in six months. I see a piano in your

I arrived at the airport with my daughter and son-in-law to meet the rest of the group that was going with us. And thus, began my journey of uneasiness awkwardness, and apprehension. I knew no one except my daughter and son-in-law. I felt so out of place and foreign with this group. I found myself asking God, “are you sure I am supposed to be here.”

Ben has had a rough couple of years. With the death of his son and his divorce following right after, Ben has thrown himself into his work. With the hustle and bustle around him he has little time to think, say, or do anything besides what is going on with the company. Keeping his three goals on his mind, he strives to expand the company but at the expense of his morals. While they are not bad goals, they do not have God included at all. In fact he moved so far from God that he fired his own cousin for being a Christian. Becoming blind to the fact he needed a savior and Lord, was the turning point in Ben’s career.

My leaders started to notice me and care for me in a way I had never felt before. Finally that summer I decided to go on a camp trip with them. Little did I know that the speaker that week would tell me a message that would open my eyes to concepts I had heard but not realized were truth. I heard that the Lord loved me unconditionally as my Heavenly Father. I learned that he cared for me, every second of the day, no matter what. He cared for me so much that he sent his only son to die for me. No matter how broken I was, he continued to give me attention and care I lacked as a child. That week I found hope in Christ. I had decided to start my new life and relationship with

When I was noticed by others, I would stop and try to change my mind, but it wasn't easy. This frequently continued even when I moved back with my family in Georgia. I thought to myself. "I'm happy to be with my family at last." Then on my first night back, as I was sitting on my mother's lap as were all surrounded, I envisioned death ripping my family apart, one-by-one. I shook in fear and immediately stopped. I didn't want to ruin the family moment. Silence, as everyone stared at me and asked if I was okay. "Nothing," I said, "nothing." I couldn't believe this fear had followed me from California to Georgia, from 2008 to 2010, across two time zones. I still wasn't alone. I didn't know how to release myself from this fear, from this petrifying dream, from this blood-curdling trepidation. I thought I would be stuck forever until one day at my new church. My teacher was teaching about how we all have to die one day. "Not again," I thought. The day was quite strange because I left the Sunday class feeling a bit more relieved. That day, I learned God sent his only begotten son on Earth to die for our sins, so we could have a chance to go to heaven. I came to realize that if you live a good life and are a strong believer in Christ, you will go to a better

It all started in June of 2015. God had been bugging me with something for a long time. I had suddenly felt called to Woodcrest to have with their ministry. Flashback to March of 2015. I had found myself going to a conference at Woodcrest. When at the conference I began to realize that Woodcrest was full of people with faith, despite what I had thought. I thought the preacher was high and mighty but at the conference he was sitting among the people learning with us. I also was greeted with a smile by everyone. These people I had never seen before where so nice. Having trust with Woodcrest I showed up with my grandma, since my parents were out of town. I went in and the message was deep, what I didn’t know what God was going to do in the next

September of my 9th grade year, my grandpa had passed. This time, I didn’t question why God had taken him. I just prayed and prayed for healing, not only for myself, but for my family as a whole. I had tons of support at my school and they didn’t just leave me alone. They were there for me, prayed over me. For the first time in a while, I felt the closest to God.

My personal experience of God is based on my life experiences and a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I have experienced God’s presence in my life and I have felt the Holy Spirit guiding me. I first felt God’s call as a teenager and prayed that one day I would become a pastor. But my new Christian faith was not strong enough and I soon succumbed to the desires of this world. I refused to recognize God’s call and it took decades for God’s prevenient grace to bring me back into fellowship with God’s Son. More than a decade ago I felt God’s call again but this time in a completely different way. This time my faith was strong and I had that personal relationship with God’s Son. During my Emmaus Pilgrim Walk in 2007 my teenage prayers came back to me. Calmness overcame me like none I had ever experienced and for the first time in my life I knew that God had set me aside for this purpose. I felt God’s call in a way I had never felt before and I knew that the Spirit had been preparing me all these years to become a pastor. I realize now that God saw me as I could be, not what I was at that time! God never gave up on me and I now believe that God answered my prayers so that everyone else would know that only God could have changed my heart and the direction of my life.

Have you ever felt like you were getting called upon to do something? I’ve experienced this after my dad passed away. I felt God calling me to serve my church. I started to become more active in my church’s faithful followers group. I felt God come into my life. I got the chance to go on this amazing trip that changed my life around.