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My name is Tom Bert. I was born in 1957 in Barberton Ohio just outside of Akron. My wife Debby and I have been married for about 16 years now. We were both first licensed in 1990 and upgraded to Extra in 1997.We are very happily married. I've been interested in electronics since I was 8 and making a living at it since 1976 at graduation from high school. I love music and have been a drummer since 1970. Pictures and MP3 files of some of the bands I've been in will be available soon. More on all this later, but for now...
My Testimony that God Lives
I had a most wonderful experience with the Lord this year at
church camp (Kirtland Reunion at Temple Grove 2000) and I feel compelled
to write it down to tell everyone that will listen. I pray that his
spirit will bear witness to the truth of this message as you read it.
On Monday night, as I was trying to go to sleep I couldn't stop
thinking about the song I had heard in the service that evening...
"The Old, Old Path". It caused me to start praying in earnest for
forgiveness for the things I had done in the past, and thankfulness
for the times in my life that God had protected me and spared my life.
I prayed for many things that night, as if my life depended on it...
and got much more than I had asked for.
As I lay there on my back, all tense from the long few days
before camp, I definitely felt a warm pressure pushing me down into
the bed that lasted for just a few seconds. In those few moments,
my breathing slowed, all the muscles in my body relaxed, my back began
cracking starting from my hips all the way to my neck (it now feels
better than I can ever remember)... and my desire to smoke cigarettes
was gone. I've had back problems since I was 21 and I've smoked since
long before then.
I began silently singing many of the hymns and campfire songs
I'd sung so many years ago, and continued talking to my Lord.
I began to see the night sky full of stars, shooting stars and
satellites before my eyes... It didn't matter if my eyes were closed
or looking at the walls or ceiling, the vision remained... and I was
NOT sleeping! At times my mind would start to wander and think of
other things instead of my God. Then the stars would start to fade
and I would begin seeing the faces of demons floating by. I would
again pray and sing to the Lord and the stars would return. This cycle
continued several times through the night and I eventually got to the
point where I was praying "GET THOU BEHIND ME SATAN" time and time
again to see the stars and keep the demons away. I then felt as if
I'd been lifted above the earth, unable to see it or the lower half
of my body. I then began to move among the stars in a 3 dimensional
manner... any direction I wished to go... as fast or slow as I chose.
I was made to understand that God had created all I could see and that
even time no longer had any meaning. I had been so excited about the
things I could do on my own for years... now I was painfully aware
that even the basic raw materials I needed to sustain my own life
came from him... I was humbled beyond belief. This continued all
night long. As morning approached the stars/vision began to fade
much like how it occurs in the natural world. I felt fine the next
day. No fatigue at all from the night long experience.
I've always thought of myself as a "doubting Thomas",
well folks... I doubt no more! I know that our Lord is alive today
and can and will work miracles with us if we would just apply
ourselves to the task. Satan teaches a man not to pray... to all that
read these words I would say... pray as if your very life depended
on it... because it does!
May God's will be done in your life,
Tom Bert (age 42 first son of Tom and Marlene)
From: Dano T Bert <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Date: Thu, 05 Oct 2000 23:31:50 EDT Subject: my testimony
TOM:
I AM SURE THAT WE HAVE ALREADY EXPRESSED OUR APPRECIATION FOR
THE TESTIMONY THAT YOU SHARED AT TEMPLE GROVE THIS PAST SUMMER.
WE, OVER THE YEARS HAVE BEEN UPHOLDING YOU IN PRAYER, TRUSTING
THAT THE LORD WOULD HAVE OPPORTUNITY TO TOUCH YOUR LIFE IN A WAY
THAT WOULD BRING HONOR TO HIS NAME AND AT THE SAME TIME ALLOW
YOU TO TOUCH THE LIVES OF OTHERS IN A WAY THAT WOULD CAUSE THEM
TO TURN TO HIM.
I ALSO HAD AN EXPERIENCE ON THAT SAME MONDAY EVENING BUT
IN THE EXCITEMENT OF HEARING OF YOUR TESTIMONY IT SLIPPED
MY MIND AND I DIDN'T REALLY THINK MUCH OF IT. I GUESS THAT AT THE
TIME I DIDN'T REALLY SEE THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE TWO
EXPERIENCES. ANYWAY, ABOUT TWO WEEKS AGO, THE RELATIONSHIP
BETWEEN OUR TWO EXPERIENCES WAS SUDDENLY DRAWN TO MY MIND AND
I BEGAN TO RECALL THE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS THAT WERE MINE AT
THAT TIME AND BEGAN TO SEE THAT OUR EXPERIENCES WERE RELATED.
PART OF MY RELUCTANCE TO SHARE THE TESTIMONY HAD TO DO WITH MY
ORIGINAL FEELINGS AS I WAS SORT OF ASHAMED TO ADMIT THAT THE FIRST
THOUGHTS THAT ENTERED MY MIND HAD TO DO WITH THE FEELING THAT
SOMEONE HAD ENTERED OUR ROOM WITH THE INTENT OF STEALING FROM
US. SINCE WE WERE AT TEMPLE GROVE, THE THOUGHT THAT SOMEONE
FROM THE CAMP WOULD ATTEMPT TO INVADE OUR ROOM WAS SIMPLY
FOREIGN TO ME. NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT THAT THERE WAS ALWAYS
THE POSSIBILITY THAT SOMEONE COULD HAVE COME ON THE GROUNDS
AND DECIDED TO INVADE OUR ROOM. IN THAT SETTING, THAT WAS PROBABLY
THE LAST THING THAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED. AS YOU READ MY TESTIMONY
I TRUST THAT YOU WILL BE ABLE TO SEE WHAT I MEAN.
A TESTIMONY
During the summer of 2000 part of our family attended a reunion
at Temple Grove in Pennsylvania. Our oldest son Tom and his wife
Debbie were able to attend along with our grandson Todd. It had
been many years since our son Tom had been to Temple Grove. When
our children were young we had spent a good portion of our summers
at camps and reunions on these grounds.
We were all assigned to room 12 in the West Lodge which had
sleeping accommodations for six. On Monday evening after campfire
we returned to our room and made preparations to retire. I was
sleeping in the far left corner of the room from the door. At one
point during the night I was abruptly awakened with a feeling that
someone had entered our room. The room was quite dark and I was
barely able to see anything, but a feeling of someone or something
being in the room persisted and so, for about 20 minutes I laid very
still and strained my eyes and ears to see if I could hear or see if
anyone was in the room. There was a small amount of light coming
into the room from underneath the door and there seemed to be a
little light coming in through the window which was near my head.
With the help of these light sources I concluded that there was
no one near the door nor immediately near my bed. A feeling came
over me that there was a being standing near the foot of the bunk
bed that was in the far right corner of the room. This was the bunk
where Marlene was sleeping on the bottom and our son Tom was
sleeping on the top. A feeling came over me that this being wanted
to do harm to my son Tom. I immediately got up quietly and moved to
the foot of Tom's bed. If there had been an evil presence there
before, it was now gone. Feeling relieved I returned to my bed
and promptly went back to sleep. The following morning my son Tom
bore testimony of the experience that he had shared with the Lord
during the night. In Toms testimony he shares that as long as he
continued to pray, that the spirit of the Lord was with him and he
saw heavenly images, but when he ceased praying and thought about
things that he had done during the earlier portion of his life, he
saw demon faces. I am now convinced that the evil presence that I
experienced that same evening in our room was indeed a spirit trying
to reclaim my son and keep him from turning his life over to the Lord.
We trust that this testimony will help each of us to be aware of
the forces of evil that seek to draw us away from the presence of our
Lord, our God, and our Redeemer.
Your brother in Christ
Tom Bert Sr.
Independence, Mo.
Our two cats Moose (left) and Tigger (right)
My lovely (and very understanding) wife Deb and I at home
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