And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death. Revelations 12:11
Revere Ministries - Founder & Mentor
Hello! My name is Jerry. My wife, Megan, and I got married in 2013! We have three beautiful children named Oaklyn, Lincoln and Dawson. We reside happily in Indiana, Pa where we are trusting God to continue shedding the Light of His goodness through Jesus Christ into our community and the surrounding communities.
For me, I was raised in a non-God-fearing home for the first 6 years of my childhood. I remember occasionally walking through our neighbor's yards and attending the Methodist Church not far from our house. It was such a joy playing with the children and hearing about Jesus but the true life changing power of Jesus, at this point, was certainly unknown to both me and my family. We had many family struggles during those 6 years. I do remember a few fun times, but most of those memories always resulted in extreme fighting between my parents. These fights would escalate into physical and emotional abuse. There would be blood...everywhere as my parents would physically fight and scream at each other at least a few times a week. There are many things that can be said about this season of my childhood but I want to quickly fast-forward and mention about the goodness of God! Around the age of 6 my dad had a workplace accident. He fell out of a tree onto a fire hydrant and had a pretty serious neck injury. There were many challenges arising physically and soon financially because of his inability to move his neck without pain. During this time, he was invited to a church service by a co-worker/friend, which my dad hesitantly accepted. It was during this church service that the pastor verbally called out a healing for someone's neck. As my dad stepped forward, the pastor declared "the Lord has healed your neck" and He did! There were still many struggles ahead for our family, but there were certainly some noticeable changes from this point on.
We attended church as a family, religiously, for about 6 years after my dad’s neck was healed. This would put me around the age of 12. During this 6 years of time I witnessed my mom as well as many other family members come to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ. I also witnessed my brother, who was born within the year my dad was healed, have a better and more stable home environment. Praise God! During these 6-7 very committed years of attending church we shared in countless fun and exciting times! Especially for me, I started to feel a peace in my heart that I never quite knew before. However, after a few years I watched my parents grow slightly apart due to the many demands within the church. There were also many hurts that took place towards my family and towards the church as well, which resulted in a separation from the church we were attending.
During this next season of me going into my teenage years my parents attended various churches; however, I personally was never committed to a church. Time would escape me to go into all the details of my childhood upbringing, for both the struggles, and for all the times God never failed me or us. But I will certainly highlight a few lifechanging events up until now.
I spent a lot of alone time with Jesus and loved going to church and being around other believers; however, it didn't take long after not being committed to a church before I quickly lost focus on the things of God. Around 7th grade I started dabbling into excessive drinking and drugs, amongst many other destructive behaviors. This greatly escaladed throughout my teen years, for both me and my friends, and presented many near death experiences. It was around age 19 when I personally experienced the saving power of Jesus. I was invited to a party at a friend’s house. It was a strange night for me. I felt something this night like I never felt before. It was more intense than when I was younger. I felt a conviction of what I was doing being...."sinful". It felt like, a gross feeling in my stomach. Regardless of this feeling I still proceeded to the party. While I was at this party, I began to see things I never truly noticed before. I began to see posters of bands on the walls with demon images in the background. Generally, I wouldn't have thought twice about it, but in my heart all I could feel is that these images in the pictures were a reflection of what I was allowing my life to be like. I was allowing myself to basically have fellowship with un-Godly living and thinking. I was hanging out with.... demons!? All this time I thought I was just simply having a fun time with my friends but it was at this moment I began to see the force behind our "fun" was destructive. It was dark. It was gross feeling. It was hateful. It was working things we would think and do in a manner that would bring harm to ourselves in some way. And this force found enjoyment in our destructive behavior. I was so baffled that I never noticed this before! While these thoughts are going through my mind, I felt inside me a voice that said "leave and do not come back again"! I never heard this before but I knew this voice was the Lord Jesus and He was telling me to leave this way of living and not to come back again. The next few months all I did was go to work and read the Bible. I didn't know what else to do. I didn't hear any other voice and I honestly wasn't sure if I would ever hear any other voice of direction. Long story short, I was again asked to go to another party at my friend’s house after a few months. I was exceptionally hesitant but man, I love my friends and didn't know what I was supposed to be doing. I didn't understand any other way of living. I did agree to go but I had so much turmoil going on inside me. As we were driving to the house my friends were sharing how excited they were to have me there with them. I was trying to be excited but all I could feel was dread! As we got closer, they proceeded to explain how they set up the night just for me. They explained how they took the mirrors off the walls for us to blow lines on and how they had black lights set up, etc. It was super thoughtful; however, nothing they were saying was bringing any amount of excitement to me. I could not shake this gross feeling I was getting inside my gut. As we walked into the house it was clear they did have the house set up for quite an eventful night! My one friend knew how much I liked pain killers so he almost immediately rushed me over to the table of mirrors, covered in pre-made lines, that was next to the surround system they had set up blasting music. At this point there was such much going on in my heart and mind that it was hard to completely focus on everything. The loud blasting music was speaking to me. The feelings I was having were speaking to me. My friends were speaking to me. There were so many sounds and so many voices but I remember clearly, as I looked down into my reflection behind the lines of pain killers on the mirror, I felt the name "John Hancock" and I heard the Holy Spirit say, "if you do this you will sign your freedom away." For anyone who knows me, I was never scholarly in school nor did I know much about History. However, the one thing I did remember is that John Hancock was one of the names signed on the Declaration of Independence. In the midst of my friends saying "do it man", "do it man", "you do it man and then we will do it" I heard another voice rise up inside me saying, "if you do this you will die and your friends will die". At that moment I didn't fully understand what that meant but I did feel enough conviction in my heart to say "no guys, I just can't do it". It was a tough thing for me to say but immediately I felt a release of what seemed like a spiritual battle. There was still turmoil going on in my mind though. I proceeded to the couch where I was caught up into a vision. I saw myself walking down a long dark dirt road. On both sides of the road were high weeds and hatefully loud noises screaming at me. I remember feeling scared because there was a force after me. I didn't see it but I could feel that it was chasing after me on this road. After some time, I finally made it to a large closed and locked gate. Inside this gate was a large mansion. It was farther than I could look both ways. While I was standing at this gate, I remember hollering, JESUS!! JESUS!! HELP ME!! I did it over and over again. I could see movement in the windows but no one would look long enough for me to speak to them nor would any of them come outside to help me! Not one person was outside! I felt this pressure up against my back. Whatever this force was, it was getting closer. As I'm still screaming, this force came again and then again, a third time. After this third time, this force consumed me and covered me completely. It was light. I was consumed in light! This force was Jesus coming after me!? I was literally at the gate of hell begging for help. Screaming for Jesus to help me but the whole time He was the one I was running away from. I just, I didn't know what I was doing.... but He saved me! Not only did He save me but all the demons in hell were afraid to come out because of Jesus!! It was while I was consumed in this light and realizing where I was just at that I heard the words again "leave and do not come back again". There are many things that happened from this point on in my life but one thing I learned this time was when you hear the voice of God, do that until He shows you the next thing to do. Eventually He will lead you in the way you should go. He is not like a man that He would forget about us. He is not like a man that He would abandon us. He is faithful and He is ever present in our times of need! He is alive and He is mighty to save!
Our family lives to honor and glorify the name of Jesus. By no means have we always made the best decisions even after seeing the strength and kindness of our very real and abiding God. However, we have come to see His mighty hand of deliverance is strong but His mighty hand to keep us and continue leading us is equally as strong!