Beatrice Hansen

It has been forty-four years since the Lord brought me among His people. My mind goes back to the marvelous things that I have seen along the way. In the beginning there were only a handful of us. I came to the first camp meeting held in Portland, Oregon. The same God that was present in that camp meeting is here today. The same power of God still redeems from sin.

There was such hunger in my heart to be a Christian that my only desire was, “God give it to me.” I thank Him that He did when I offered Him my heart. I remember that I made a covenant with Him; I told Him I would serve Him all the days of my life if He would give me what these people had. He gave it to me and I am thankful for that confidence and faith that He has put into my heart.

I can never forget how, in the beginning of the work, we searched the Scriptures to see when Jesus would return. We looked for Him every day. We read in the Scriptures that the Gospel of the Kingdom would be preached in all the world before the end would come. I looked at the handful of us and wondered many times how we could help spread the Gospel to this great world. The Lord, in His own way, through the publishing of the literature, is sending it into the entire world.

I praise God that Christ ever broke the Bread of Life to me. I have crowned Him Lord of lords and King of kings in my life and He has filled my cup to overflowing. I thank Him for the peace that I have; for the hope of eternal life. It is something that I appreciate above everything else in this world.