Tom "PT" Nimmo
After many years of drug and alcohol abuse and trying for about 4 years to turn my life around, On Christmas day 1991, I found myself standing on a milk crate in my garage with a rope around my neck, morally, financially and emotionally bankrupt. I had a can of Miller lite in one hand and a small New Testament Bible that I had picked up somewhere that I had been reading for about 2 weeks in the other. I was totally alone in the world, (So I felt). As I reflected my life over the last several years I could see no reason to continue. During that last couple weeks of reading that New Testament many things had spoke volumes to me about my life. I did know that God was out there somewhere, but couldn’t find within myself any valid reason he would care about someone who had traveled the road I chose and lived the life I had. As I recall this time in my life it’s seems rather silly now, but in my mind I came to the realization that it was Jesus Birthday. I remember tearfully saying that I didn’t mind being alone on Christmas and not getting a single present, but this was his birthday and I didn’t have a single thing to give him, all I had left was my life. (Which I was about to throw away anyway) I told him that he could have me, as worthless and of no value as I was. I did remember reading something which has since become my life verse. Mat. 11: 28 “Come unto me all who labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest”.
A year later the OverComers In Christ Ministry was formed, It wasn’t much more then a bunch of recovering addicts and alcoholics who just didn’t feel the program of AA went far enough. We just knew that there had to be more to it than a temporary reprieve from this bondage that still required going to meetings several times a week and never obtaining any true freedom. The group grew and grew with recovery people and people from the area halfway houses. By 1994 the Lord had me also leading a group started in Madison at the House of Praise Ministries that I used to drive to every Friday night as well.
In 1998 after a series of poor choices, I allowed myself to be convinced I wasn’t spiritually fit to lead the Ministry any longer and abruptly quit to pursue goals I had been also convinced that were more important. This lead to several years of behavior which was eventually going to lead me back to the lonely garage and that milk crate. In 2001 I came as close as I ever wanted to be to that place again, and turned my face and my life back to Jesus. In 2002 the Lord blessed me with the most wonderful helpmate of his choosing along with 3 little boys, 2 still in diapers (Twins). In 2003 he breathed new life into the OverComers Ministry, and in 2005 started the OverComers Motorcycle outreach.
Today we have 4 boys in the house, 3 Ten year olds and our oldest who is now 14.. We meet faithfully every Tuesday night for Bible study and Have just started doing our own Sunday Morning Church Service.