The Truth... What is it?

Another Special Life in Christ

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These are lives wonderfully touched & changed by Jesus!


Norman Rasmussen:

Born about 1946 in Bates, Oregon (near Austin), he accepted Christ as his Savior at age 9 when a traveling evangelist came to his little logging community.  "With a child's mentality, I'm sure I did it to hopefully make God happy with me, and so I wouldn't go to hell, which was a proper motive, but I just didn't follow up on associating myself with other dedicated Christians after that who could help me grow in my relationship with God, sadly."

Read of his turmoil and then turn to Jesus, below.

Norm ultimately began a testimony ministry with dozens of born again testimonies that you won't want to miss [HERE].



By: Norm Rasmussen

What a joy it is to know beyond all shadow of a doubt that there really is a God. Not just to believe there is a God and leave it at that, but to have personally experienced His presence in my room. That was the morning my doubts about God and Jesus Christ changed forever!

It is my hope that if you are somehow doubting the reality of God, God will use this testimony to help begin to change that. After all, to believe that Jesus Christ is merely the Son of God is one thing, but to know by the Holy Spirit to the depths of your soul that Jesus Christ is also God Himself -- knowing that He is co-equal with God the Father (though He submits His will to the Father) and God the Holy Spirit - One God in three distinct persons  . . . that's when Christianity takes on a whole new meaning and importance! Why is that?  Because Christianity was never meant to be a "religion" in the first place.  It is a relationship -- a relationship with our Creator.

Early in my childhood, around 1955, at about age nine, I accepted Christ as my Savior, when a traveling evangelist came to the little logging community of Bates, Oregon (which no longer appears on recent maps; located near Austin) where our family lived.  With a child's mentality, I'm sure I did it to hopefully make God happy with me, and so I wouldn't go to hell, which was a proper motive, but I just didn't follow up on associating myself with other dedicated Christians after that who could help me grow in my relationship with God, sadly.

There was a lot of turbulence in my home-life in my adolescent years. Because of the turbulence, I was attracted to whatever seemed to make me happy, rather than channeling that hurt and pain through God and letting Him help me. Wherever alcohol was available, I sought after it. Drugs were not readily available like they are today, so drugs were not an option, thank goodness, otherwise I'm sure I would have gotten hooked on them like so many youth do today because of their lack of happiness. Nor was sexual promiscuity as open and available as it is today.

After high school, in 1967, I enlisted in the Army, being promised Alaska as my assignment.  Through a quirk of events, I was "volunteered" to become a prisoner-of-war interrogator through little choice of my own and was sent to Vietnam.  Experiencing first-hand the horrors and injustices of that war (as there are in all wars to one degree or another), my concept of an "all loving, all merciful, all compassionate God being in control of this planet drastically began to alter my belief about Him.  Seeing all the pain the Vietnam conflict was bringing to the lives of so many people ... I wasn't sure I wanted to put my trust in any supposed God any longer who allowed such things to happen.  [It should be noted that I did not believe at the time that the devil has any ability to influence the affairs of mankind. In fact, I wasn't even convinced their was a devil like the Bible talks about at that time in my life.  How blind I was.]     

Before going to Vietnam, I met a special lady while in the military.  I ended up marrying her instead of a special high school sweetheart that I had one day planned to marry.  I was probably not suitable marriage material for any women at the time, though I didn't realize it then.  My desire to have someone to give my love to and receive love in return from, and be faithful to me, was all that mattered at the time.  I didn't know how to seek God's will at the time as to what He had to say about the marriage, let alone who I was to marry, simply because I wasn't walking in proper relationship with Him.



Though thankful to be alive, I left Vietnam emotionally raped - wanting to forget everything that Vietnam was about in one sense, because of the anti-war critics statewide who didn't seem to care that Communists were attempting to take over the world ... (wondering who my enemy really was) ... and feeling like I had let the very people down I had been sent to help liberate, the South Vietnamese people.  Part of me grew so angry at times at American anti-war protestors that I became frightened at what I might do if caught in a confrontational situation with them, thus I avoided confrontation as much as possible. 

To forget, and to try to put the whole nightmare behind me and get on with my life, I came back from Vietnam a hard-core alcoholic with a heart as cold as steel.  My wife had a very angry, bitter, resentful and emotionally unstable husband to deal with, though I certainly was into denial to it at the time.

Most marriages suffer conflict at one time or another. When conflict rose in ours, I tried to bury most of my feelings with alcohol rather than seek professional advice to help work them out.  Like many others have done, in weak moments I began to think that an intimate relationship with another woman might bring a little happiness to drown out the hollowness and pain inside me.  Sad to say, adultery followed, and the "happiness" was short-lived, because the guilt ate at me constantly. To bury my guilt, I drank more alcohol and smoked more cigarettes and sought out whatever means was at my disposal to fill the ache in my soul that I now realize only God was capable of mending and filling through Christ.



Through all those trying years, I still wondered if there really was a God. Part of me wanted to believe there was, yet there was another part of me that had difficulty believing unless I could "prove" there was a God. I had read a number of "positive thinking" books that the devil had used to convince me that if a person can believe hard enough, you can create your own reality.  I had experimented with hypnotism at an early age, and had experienced manifestations that many have not.  Reading about and experimenting with hypnosis, I was an ardent student of "mind over matter."  Meaning ... God can become real to you . . .  but that doesn't mean He really exists.  Little did I realize how strong the sin of independent pride was that had been operating in my life that caused this deception.  Worse yet, little did I know that I was addicted to the MOST LETHAL KIND of drugs known to fallen mankind:  The demonic, spiritual drugs of doubt and unbelief.  As I look back at my life then, I essentially was tied to a gurney with needles in every vein of my body taking in the two drugs of doubt and unbelief seven days a week, 24 hours a day.  [Fear is the drug that often accompanies these other two, but I was so filled with the sin of angry pride, I feared nothing ... (until I was about to pass over into eternity that fateful weekend that God made Himself real to me)].

I was quick to find fault in Christians and organized religion as well; totally unaware of the devil's influence over my thinking -- totally unaware of how much influence Satan has been allowed to have over the human race ... including Christians.  Like many others, I felt all churches wanted was to control you and con you out of your money.  After all, if one believes there probably is no God unless it can be "proven," how can that person possibly believe there could be a devil or Satan who also has great influence over the affairs of mankind?  My belief about the devil or Satan or demons was that it was just something early Christians had come up with to try to put fear into people to get them to believe the way they wanted them to believe.    

The classic overflow of my doubt and unbelief-addicted mind was that I also felt a person was stupid to believe that they could trust the Bible.  I had taken the belief that man screws everything up and you couldn't convince me that that modern-day accepted translations of the Bible have been preserved by God to be trusted to know what God wants mankind to know about Him and properly relate to Him and others.  And another question I had: why would God allow so many different translations of the Bible to be printed anyway?  And why would He allow so many different denominations and different religions?  Why couldn't it just be kept simple in black and white?   It just made no sense to me whatsoever, thus I came to the conclusion that there was no sense to be made of it period.

Fortunately though, there were people God used along life's way to influence me positively about God. An older sister and her husband were two of those people. Flora and her husband, Jerry Cheadle, had become "born again," and their enthusiasm and devotion about their relationship with Jesus Christ captured my attention.

My youngest brother, Dale Rasmussen, the black sheep of the family as far as I was concerned growing up, (really because of some very lacking parenting), also had a powerful born again experience in his twenties. It was seeing the incredible change in his life for the better that began to make me take a more serious look at my comprehension of "personal relationship with Jesus Christ" Christianity. When I would talk with Dale, all he would tell me was to forget about my hang-ups about Christianity and organized religion, and just fall in love with Jesus Christ. He said the rest of it would all fall into place in due time. But I didn't know who Jesus Christ was, or should I say, IS. That's because I refused to believe what the Bible says about Him is true (from Chapter 1 of the Book of John in the Bible; Colossians 1:13-20, as well as a few other places in scripture).  I believed the lie that the Bible cannot be trusted.  If you allow the devil to convince you of that you'll never come to know truly who Jesus Christ really is.  When you don't realize who He really is, you don't realize GOD died on the cross for you ... not just a "good man" who did some very incredible things.


Alcoholism and stress continued to take its ugly toll, as well as the other affects of sin in my life. At mid-life, I was told unexpectedly by a nurse that my heart was like a walking time bomb, ready to explode. My heart was ready to quit any minute due to extreme high blood pressure. I was sleeping very little, smoking 3 packs of cigarettes a day, and drinking close to three-quarters of a fifth of hard liquor a day most of the time, not to mention various amounts of beer and wine.

When I was told that I had to quit smoking and drinking or else suffer a heart attack, part of me didn't care if I died. In my mind, it was a way out of my pain and misery.  After all, it would be death through "natural causes." Who would ever know the real reason?

Yet another part of me wanted what my sister, Flora, and her husband Jerry Cheadle, and my younger brother Dale Rasmussen and His wife Karil had found, which was a peace with whom they believed to be the Creator of the universe -- no substitutes. They weren't propagating a religion, a denomination, or a teacher. What they were propagating was a relationship with the triune God: God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit, and I liked the exciting fruits, or results you might say, that they were getting.  They had joy in their life that I didn't have.  They had purpose for living that I didn't have.  Their lives had become centered on helping others, instead of being self-consumed with pain and confusion like mine was.

So near age 35 (around 1980), I was a wreck.  I was facing death by essentially my own choosing, and I wasn't convinced in my heart that I would go to heaven (if there was such a place). My marriage had essentially dissolved; my life was in shambles. I had two precious children who did not have a suitable father and an emotionally strained wife who did not have a suitable husband.  I had reached a place in my life where I felt like the first 35 years of my life had pretty much been mental hell, and I didn't look forward to spending the last 35 years of my life experiencing the same.   Death seemed the only way out, yet I really didn't want to die either.  All I really wanted was to have a purpose for living that I just wasn't able to find, no matter how hard I tried, and a little happiness that lasted longer than another alcohol high.

Is there really a Heaven and a Hell? 

Despair descended upon me, and fear of dying began to suddenly plague my thoughts. What if there really WAS a heaven and a hell?  How could I actually prove there wasn't?  Furthermore, if there actually was a heaven and a hell, once on the other side, what assurance did I have of having a second chance to get right with God?  All I had ever done was live for myself.  What would God find in me that would make Him want to let me be in heaven with Him? I had no valid reasons I could come up with.  My despair eventually turned to desperation.

Though I had cried out to God all night long starting on a Thursday night with nothing happening, everything culminated on Saturday morning. Backing up -- I went to bed that Friday evening, like I had done the night before, and started crying out to Jesus Christ . . . if there was a Jesus Christ who could hear me, or wanted to hear me. "Let me know you are real! I do want to serve the real God, but I've got to know you are real! I've got to know that what the Bible says about you is true! I've got to know if you really care for me!" I cried and agonized to God until the wee hours of dawn, but all I heard was silence. "God. . .do you even hear me?" More silence. I finally gave up. What a fool I had been to cry out like this all night long, I rationalized - thinking that maybe - just maybe - God would have compassion on me and somehow reveal His reality to me in a way that I wasn't so doubtful and confused.

It was just starting to break day that early Saturday morning and then it happened! The bedroom instantly became about 30% brighter. I looked for a light to be on but none was! I thought maybe the sun was now up and I had fallen asleep and had wakened hours later, but the clock said differently. No - I wasn't imagining it nor was I dreaming it. The light was real! It was of equal intensity throughout the room. An invisible presence was in my room. The reason I know so was because an indescribable love was so strong in that room that it seemed there was not enough room to contain it all! I felt like I was being shoved back by a big hand into my bed, the love was so strong. And I knew - don't ask me how I knew - I just knew that I knew that it was the presence of Jesus Christ in my room! 

God Is Real!

At that moment He spoke very powerfully to me. Not audibly, I don't think, but powerfully to my inner being. The intensity of it was so strong though that it might just have well of been audible. He told me what I had to do to make my relationship work with Him. Then instantly all the anguish and pain and misery and confusion and doubt of a lifetime was sucked out of me. And all that was left was peace. Sweet beautiful peace . . . and knowing that God is real. I had had what many have experienced before in one way or another: "A cross experience."

Then the room instantly was darkened again as before. And the presence of Christ was now gone. The whole thing didn't take more than a few brief moments to happen, but happen it did! I was now a believer! Moments later, I pulled the covers off from me, sat on the side of the bed, and made a solemn vow to God. I said, "Thank you, Lord, for revealing yourself to me in a way that I can believe in you. I know I don't deserve what has just happened here, and I promise to serve you the rest of my life as best as I can."

I've done my best to keep that promise, even though I've made many mistakes since then. Yet I serve a forgiving and patient God. He's also a God of incredible love (See how God revealed this to me at a later time by reading this testimony:  LOVE ON A DUSTY ROAD).

God also did some major surgery on me months after this fateful weekend regarding the hang-ups I had about the Bible, and who Jesus Christ actually is.  You can read about it by clicking on to this testimony:  THE BIBLE MIRACLE.

Jesus said, "I am the way, the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father, but through Me." (John 14:6). Once the Holy Spirit breaks through your spiritual blindness and reveals to you who Jesus Christ really is, then you will understand why a personal relationship with Jesus Christ is everything. How can that be? Because the One who died for your sins some 2,000 years ago -- He wasn't just a mere man -- He was all of God in human form. And He died especially for YOU. (You can discover this for yourself in John Chapter 1 and Colossians 1:13-19). In fact, if you were the only sinner on planet earth, He still would have died just for you! Why? Because His love is that unfathomable -- that great!

  Who REALLY is Jesus?

If you do not have peace, and the assurance of where you will go after you die (heaven or hell), I want to encourage you to seek answers about who created you and for what purpose....because He is the supreme PEACE GIVER. (John 14:27)  The most important thing you can do in this life is to ask God to reveal to you who Jesus Christ really was ... and is.  He doesn't want to keep it a secret from those who will truly turn their lives over to Him once He does, and remain a disciple of His, at whatever the cost -- whatever the pain.

If your life has little meaning and purpose, and you are searching for a reason to keep on living, I can't encourage you enough to ask Jesus Christ to become the Lord and Savior of your life. He created you for an eternal, useful purpose, and until you know WHAT that purpose IS, nothing will fill the longing in your He has filled that longing in my heart with meaning and purpose.  As God had done time after time with so many lives ... he can take your "mess" and turn it into one "glorious message" that will be used to touch the lives of many others for His glory. 

If you can identify with many of the hang-ups I have experienced regarding Christianity, especially your need to have God "prove" His reality to you, like He did me, I want to ask you this question: what is holding you back from getting alone with God and seeking after Him until you can walk away a different person?   

Jesus said: "For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will find it." (Matthew 16:25)  An expansion of this truth is found in Mark 8:35:  "For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake and the gospel's will save it."  Literally, sharing the Good News around the planet through the Internet and the other ways God is allowing us to share it:  that God took your and my punishment ...  there is eternal forgiveness for our sins ... that entrance into heaven is FREE and can be ASSURED ... how glorious and exciting and rewarding this NEW spiritual life has become!


My former life was lived to find a little happiness to keep on going. My new life is striving to live to be pleasing to my Lord. Serving Him by being used to minister to others is what now makes me happiest.  It's a happiness this world knows little of. (Actually, it is more joy than happiness, because I have discovered that though the afflictions of the righteous are many (see Psalms 34:19) devoted disciples of Jesus Christ have the assurance that God is working all of our afflictions for eternal good (See: Romans 8:28-29; 2 Corinthians 4:16-17; 1 Peter 1:7; James 1:2-4) if we will trust Him through every storm -- every demonic battle -- even to the point of painful and perhaps unjust death.  The best way I have found to do this is to give thanks to Him "in all things" and "for all things."  (See: 1 Thessalonians 5:18; Ephesians 5:20).   As Calvin Bergsma, Senior Elder/Pastor of Grandville Christian Fellowship church likes to say, "Praise and thanksgiving is the language of faith."   Anyone can praise God and give thanks when things are going well.  Only when we feel like God has  totally betrayed us -- totally let us down ... does it become the sacrifice of praise and thanksgiving.  (See: Psalms 107:22; 116:17; Hebrews 13:15).  Determining to praise and thank God with our lips through all of life's challenges is more precious to God than all of the wealth of  this world (See: 1 Peter 1:7).   That's when the most priceless treasures get stored up in heaven for us, as Jesus speaks of in Matthew 6:19-21.

In my former life, I don't remember hardly any prayers ever being answered. In my new born-again life (John 3:3), I've experienced so many answered prayers that it is abnormal to not have them answered (John 15:7-8).  Most born-again Christians can tell you the same, when they've learned to pray unselfishly and be patient with God.   

God has given me a purpose for living beyond anything I could have ever imagined.  My number one purpose in life is to be a willing vessel God can use to minister through to others who are hurting, lost spiritually, or discouraged.  To take someone as messed up as I was and give them not only a second chance at marriage, but to then watch God use us together through this Precious Testimonies ministry outreach, the local fellowship we are a part of, (Currently: Grandville Christian Fellowship, Office number: 616-827-0449), and ministry in prisons (Currently through Alpha Prison Ministries and Prison Fellowship) -- to impart hope, encouragement and spiritual insight to others ... that is something I am thankful for.     

Quoting again from John 14:6 where Jesus says: "I am the way, the truth and the life," --  In my old life, before I was born-again, I would have said in regards to this scripture, "So - big deal." AFTER I became born-again and grew in some understanding of the Holy Scriptures and how I'm to relate with God, I now say, "Biggest deal in all of creation and eternity!"  Why?  Because what is really being communicated in the above portion of scripture is either the most profound fact in all the universe, or either the biggest lie.  Though I never totally believed it was the biggest lie in all the universe, it took God to bring me to the brink of eternity before I was willing to push through the demonic blindness the devil had over me and that didn't happen until I was willing to first begin obeying from scripture the God who created me.  In my trying as much as I could to obey Him ... He began to reveal the treasures of the Bible that I had been so pridefully stubborn about and so blind to before.  

Dear Reader: You can hear about all the glorious things God has done in my life and in the lives of others, and they can give you hope, but they won't bring you joy and peace with God. All they are are roadmaps to lead you to your final destiny: Him. You've got to experience God's peace and joy for your life personally and that will only come through a personal relationship with the One who Co-Created you ... Jesus Christ. Once you accept Him as your personal Lord and Savior by asking Him into your heart and life, a time will come when you will be as excited as I am to point OTHERS to Him as well.  Yes - you'll experience a lot of pain like all other Christian's do.  Satan will not let things be "easy" for you, because God will allow Him to put you through a lot of trials to bring spiritual growth and maturity.  (Afterall, life is about being tested; about trust; yet it's very temporary ... in light of eternity). But nothing in life is easy that will matter in eternity.  Only those things that we have to work hard at to overcome the pain (which often-times involves feelings of betrayal from God), are the very things that will mean the most to us when we pass into eternity.

How true this saying will become once we're on the other side:  "Only one life will soon be past -- only what's done for Christ will last."  What is done "for Christ" is seeking Him for the purpose you were created for, and doing all you know to do as God opens doors and provides the means for you to fulfill that purpose.

If you don't know Jesus Christ personally, dear reader ... He's knocking on the door of your heart. He won't break the door down - He is a gentleman. You have to invite Him in. (See: Revelation 3:20).  You have to step over the line of reason that fallen man seeks to dwell in ...  into the realm of faith that releases God to do the impossible in you, and through you.  It may seem scary at first, but once you step over, you'll be like everyone else, thinking: "Why did I wait so long!?"

Thank you and God bless you for taking the time to read this part of my story. I'm so thankful God has given me one to tell. Had God not intervened that fateful early Saturday morning....I'm sure I would be in hell right now. I deserved to go there. Jesus Christ wants no one to go to hell. Anyone who will mean business with Him can have the assurance that eternal joy in heaven can be his or her everlasting destiny upon death in this life (See: John 17:1-26), if they want that assurance.  It's freely given by the Holy Spirit to those who hunger to be right with the Heavenly Father ... that can only be found in and through a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.  

Thanks and God Bless, Norm Rasmussen

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(posted 4 January 2004)


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