Faith Story: Becky Jensen -
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Published on: 9/23/2006
Last Visited: 6/26/2008
My husband Ken and I have been members of St. Stephen since 1971.
I have been a Lutheran all of my life.
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In my senior year I met a wonderful guy named Ken.
As an adult that was the first of many blessings from God.The second occurred on August 16, 1951 when I married Ken Jensen in that small Lutheran Church in Plymouth and we began our life together.We went back to Tennessee so Ken could finish college and I could teach second graders.
Our first child, a beautiful healthy little boy, was born in July 1952.However, on the Sunday just before he was 4 weeks old as I was giving him his evening bath, I discovered a lump on his neck.The next morning I rushed him to the doctor and was told that the lump had to be removed immediately so on Tuesday he had surgery . It appeared that all was well.But when I went to take him home on Thursday, the surgeon came in to take out the stitches on Wade's neck and ankle and he told my mother-in-law, who was a nurse at the same hospital, that our baby would not see his first birthday because the lump was cancerous.I could hear him talking to Mother Jensen even though he had sent me from the room.I was devastated.
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Because we had different religious backgrounds, Ken and I didn't go to church very often.
Almost two years later we were again blessed with the birth of our twins a little boy and a little girl.We were living in a suburb of Nashville and were happy with our little family, but we still did not attend church on a regular basis, but I still thought of myself as a Christian.
In a few years we moved to Akron where Ken had a new job.
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But one Sunday as we all prepared for church; Ken got dressed and went along.We did not ask why, but were happy that he was with us.After about a year he too joined Divinity.Another prayer was answered.
Then we moved to Stow and after a few years at St. Mark in Tallmadge, we all joined St. Stephen.
Five years ago this month, I had cancer surgery.When we knew that I had to have surgery, Ken called Pastor John for prayer.He came to the house to visit and to pray with me.I was so scared that while he was there all I did was talked and talked and talked.Looking back, I really feel sorry to Pastor John.He hardly got in a word, but it was comforting to have him listen to my rambling and to pray with me.A few days later we went to the hospital for the big event.By that time I was not afraid any longer.I knew that St. Stephen's prayer chain was at work and I just knew that I would be all right.Ken, Pastor John, three of our boys and one of our daughters-in-law were there.
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Coming away from there I was very excited, but Ken was somewhat dubious.
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But Ken did agreed to go.This was what I really needed.I finally realized that God loved me.Me, of all people.You see, most of my life I have felt unworthy of love and certainly not worthy of God's love.To me this was truly a miracle.I have always known that Ken loved me even though I didn't always feel that I deserve his love.
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