My name is Naomi Nudd. I am the 4th born of the
Nudd family. I enjoy crocheting, sewing, cooking, talking with friends,
etc. Most importantly, I enjoy spending time with Him--the One who makes
it worth it all. Below is the story of how He saved me. I hope it is a
blessing to you. If you have any questions, or just want to say hi, I
would love to hear from you! Email me at: psalm108.13(at)gmail.com
(remove the paranthesis and type in @ instead. I do this so spammers
don't find me...I hope!) I don't update this page, but you can read my
blog. The link is above.
How God Saved
Me
I was born into a Christian home. We were always
in church every service, and my parents made sure to teach us about the
Lord. When I was 3, I said a prayer (which I remember nothing about, my
Mom told me all that) which I went on for most of my life. In September
2004, just before I turned 17, my brother Samuel told me he had gotten
saved that morning. I was naturally shocked, and wondered how that was
possible. I mean, he was the most religious of us kids, acted the most
like a Christian, and I was like of all of us, he’s the least likely one
to be unsaved. I started thinking and wondering about if I was really
saved or not, and it really started bothering me. That Sunday was
Homecoming at our church, and our guest speaker was Johnny McGill from
the Victorious Valley Home for Girls. He preached a powerful salvation
message, and it was through that message I realized I wasn’t saved, God
was working in my life, but I wasn’t ready to make that step and go
forward. A week later, I made another profession, but it was one out of
fear, and I wasn’t really under conviction. I started having a lot of
doubts and fears. I would wake up in the middle of the night so scared
that the Rapture had happened because the house was so quiet. It just
seemed too quiet. Eventually I started having horrible fears about dying
and going to hell, fears that God wasn’t going to deal with me again and
that I was lost and condemned forever, etc. I was miserable, I wanted to
attempt suicide, but God’s grace took over, and I was so scared of going
to hell, I just couldn’t do it. In Dec. 2004, I made another profession
that wasn’t really real either, but I told everyone I had gotten saved,
etc. By January, I was still really struggling with doubts and fears
that I just decided to give up in my search for God, and start living
like the world. I got into so many things behind my parents back, things
they had tried to shelter from us, but I still managed to get involved
as much as I could without my parents finding out. I had already decided
to come to Crown College, that decision was made
the previous summer before all this started. But I was not sure how I
could live like the world down there and get away with it. I had plans
to join the Army National Guard as soon as my first year at CC was
finished, but God wasn’t finished with me yet. At Youth Congress in
2005, God started working in my life again, and I turned over a new
leaf, and quit the things I had been doing that I knew were wrong. I
still struggled so much over my salvation. There was definitely something
missing in my life.
In October of 2005, I heard a message preached in
chapel by a CC Alumnus, Justin Hall. He preached on “Pretending to Be a
Christian”. As soon as he told us the title of the message, I knew I was
in for it. God really convicted me that I was lost, but I still didn’t
go forward at the end of the message, even though He was prompting me
to. I was so miserable, and for 3 days I really struggled with it. That
Sunday night, I knew what I had to do, I had to go forward and talk to
someone about the whole thing. I don’t even remember what went on that
night, but I just remember sitting there and just waiting for the
invitation so I could go forward. It finally came, I went forward and
talked for a long time with a lady who took the Bible and showed me
again how I could know for sure how to be saved. That night I prayed,
and truly accepted Jesus as my personal Saviour. I instantly knew for
sure I was saved, and couldn’t wait to call home and share the good news
with them.
Since that time, God has shown me so much. He has
used so many instances to show me that He is in control, and I need only
depend and trust in Him. It's hard to trust Him in the hard times, but
it is in those times that we are exactly where He wants us--realizing
that we must depend on Him. It's easy to read our Bible, and pray and go
about our day without giving Him another thought, but that's not enough.
We must be completely and totally dependant upon Him. Without Him, we
are nothing. "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart, and lean not
unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He
shall direct thy paths." Proverbs
3:5,6