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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 Eleven year olds and our oldest who is now 14.. And a New Daughter who is 7.. We meet faithfully every Tuesday night for Bible study and Have just started doing our own Sunday Morning Fellowship Service.

Christine  "Sable" Nimmo

 As a child we were home alone quiet allot. Both of my parents were alcoholics. My oldest sister Jolynn took on the responsibly of raising my brother and I. It was the same vicious cycle that my parents had been raised in as well. I was looking for anyone that I could find who cared enough to spend even the smallest amount of time with me. In the tiny town that I grew up in there was a small non-denominational church a few miles from the home that we were living in. It had a wonderful young Pastor who led a youth ministry one night a week and so I would ride my bike there and to Sunday morning services Just to fill that empty gap, and all along the lord was planting a tiny seed that would take years to grow.
As I got older, I lost interest and fell into the world and lost my way. My parents had divorced and my father was about to remarry. These I call my run away years. I was running away from anything that I had to feel or care about. A couple had taken me into there Christian based home and for the first time I was able to see what a home was suppose to feel like. I went to church with them and listened to praise and worship music with them and before long I knew that I wanted to accept Jesus as my Savior. After a few years I married my first husband whom became increasingly abusive. I knew that I did not deserve this and took my one year old son and left. Still living in the world and thinking that I could take control of my spiraling life I met a man and soon after started dating him. Things were not working out once again so I ran as fast as I could to my sister’s home in Nashville and once again she picked me up and dusted me off. The man that I had been dating continued to write and had convinced me to move back to Wisconsin and try again. Shortly after coming home I found out that I was pregnant with Twin boys. We tried to make that relationship work but once again I had failed not only myself this time but now three children as well! After a failed marriage and relationship I had hit rock bottom. I knew that I was missing something in my life. A single mom of a three year old and infant twins I knew that if I intended to change that pattern that I was raised in, that I could not do it with out God’s help. I was sitting on my bed late one night sobbing as the children were sleeping in there beds. I crawled to my knees and asked God to help me and accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and savior once again. I had always believed, but it was time to make Jesus the Lord and Master of my life. Not only did I dedicate my life to him but also I laid my children in his hands. He by his grace lifted us out of a dark place and held us when I was unable to do so. When I was finally willing to give all of myself to him he poured his blessings down on us. He brought into our life the man whom is now my husband and a father to our three children. I was not going to make the same mistakes again and I truly believe that the lord has blessed this marriage because I was willing to wait on the man that he had intended me to spend my life here on earth with. We live in a Christ centered home basing our marriage and family according to Scripture. We are raising our children to know that Jesus loves each and everyone of them and has a plan for their lives as well. Every day that we have been given together is truly a blessing. There is a peace, which the lord has given to our home that I as a child had only dreamed of. Through him working in my life, the cycle has finally been broken and he helps me be the wife and parent that he would have me to be. The lord has also blessed us with our Adopted son Dakota whom we are also intrusting to Jesus as well as our 7 year old Daughter Kayla whom the Lord has just sent to us.