My name is Jenna Robinson. I grew up in a regular middle-income family in Los Angeles. I was raised in the Catholic Church and we strove to be the best family in our church. I was involved in the youth group and my parents were involved in Marriage Encounter. We attended church every Sunday and us kids went to a Catholic school. We gradually drifted away from church, as I got older. I always knew who Jesus was but never really had a relationship with Him. I got married at 19 years old and proceeded to have two children. I divorced my husband after five years and moved home with my family. I had another child and married his father after he was born. I was not in love with him, though, and things fell apart soon afterward. I joined the Army when I turned 30 years old and divorced my second husband as soon as I could after spending a few years separated and married in name only. I then married my third husband.

I know what you’re thinking at this point, how can this be the Christianity Host?! Two divorces! I met the Lord Jesus one sad lonely night up on a hill. I was thinking about my life and how badly it had turned out. My second husband had been hitting me and I had lost a baby from being pushed down a flight of stairs. I was considering driving my car over the edge of the hill. I was thinking how fast I would have to be going in order to end my life. That’s when I heard His voice. The Lord said to me to STOP. He reminded me that my life was not meant to be my own. Jesus showed me (in my mind) how the children that I had had been given to me because God chose me to be their mother. Jesus showed me that I was loved greatly by Him and by my children. The faces of my parents and my brother and sisters came to mind and I found myself crying. I got back in my car and drove over to where I was living. I didn’t receive Jesus then but He certainly saved my life.

It was four years later that He knocked on my heart again. I was in my living room listening to the radio and perusing the Bible when I came upon the Gospel of John. I started to read the Words of Jesus and suddenly realized that this is what I needed. John had known Him personally. John had had a relationship with Christ. I wanted that, too. I asked Him then and there to come and be with me. I didn’t really know what I was doing, but later I realized how much I wanted to know Him. My husband and I went to church that Sunday and the Pastor gave an alter call at the end of the service. It was Easter Sunday. I was immediately moved to my feet and went to the front. I could not speak and I could barely see through the tears pouring from my eyes. I accepted Christ with my Pastor and my husband on that very day. I repented of my sinful lifestyle and the anger and bitterness in my heart. I confessed all my fears and doubts and insecurities to the Lord. I was then washed clean of all my sins and my transgressions. I was made new. My husband and I joined in a Bible study with our church that week. We have grown in our faith and have been born again.

This is my testimony. My life has been different from then on. I can hardly remember who I was then. It’s like trying to remember an old movie I haven’t seen in a long time. Sanctification has been a process though, and there are those who would say that I still have a long way to go. I do not disagree with them. I no longer carry the grudge of a battered wife or the sting of my abandonment. I am not a perfect person and I don’t profess to be. I am simply forgiven and I claim the sacrifice that Jesus offered on the cross and defend it with my heart and soul. Through His resurrection, I am a much gentler and forgiving person. I am loved by my Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ and the Father. I dedicate my life to showing the love of Christ Jesus to all those around me.