Emmaus Has Changed,
and So Have We!

-Barry & Linda Woodring

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Six months before Pearl Harbor was bombed, I was born to the Woodring family in the Pennsylvania borough of Catasauqua. I lived there on Race Street until I graduated from high school and headed into the military around the time of the Cuban Missile Crisis in 1959. After I was discharged in 1963, I worked a job for several years before taking over my father-in-law’s grocery store and meat market in Emmaus in 1973.

God Had To Break My Hard Heart
-Dale Stengele

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If you had known me a few years ago, when I was a wild, drunk, popular entertainer in various bars, and then knew me now, you would insist you had met two different men. That is the difference that Christ can make in one’s life. My story demonstrates the great mercy and love of God to reach into the depths of hell to save a wretch as undeserving as I. Christ had to break my hard heart with the gospel. My name is Dale Stengele, and this is my story.

God Cannot Lie
-John Petersen

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The story of my life includes two marriages, alcohol abuse, a smoking habit, a term in prison, and dabbling in several religions. But, it wasn’t until the age of 66 that I finally found God and began a personal relationship with Him. My name is John Petersen, and this is my story.

I Followed the World’s Ways…
Until I Lost Control

-Elaine Kidd

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My name is Elaine Kidd, and this is my story. I grew up on a farm and led a pretty sheltered life out in the country with very few neighbors. I was overweight and the world kept screaming at me that I had to lose weight. Thin was all that was acceptable. Needless to say I tried every fad diet that came down the road — with very little success. Tried as I might I just could not shed the weight. I almost came to the point of accepting the fact that I would never be thin.

What Happened When I Said That Prayer?
-Eric Wolf

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My name is Eric Wolf, and this is my story. Growing up, my Dad and Mom regularly took my two brothers and me to Sunday school and church. I am thankful that my parents did, because a very important question was asked of me while attending the 6th grade Sunday school at church.