My name is Dinah Turnil Sered and I am a second generation Jewish believer in Jesus. My father is from Guatemala; he came to know the Lord through an American missionary and gave his life to Jesus at the age of six. He moved to New York when he was 18. My mother, who is from Colombia, grew up in a secular Jewish home. Her family moved to New York when she was 12. There she gave her life to Jesus when she was invited to church. Through my mother, the gospel was spread to all of her family, even in Colombia. Today, most are believers.
I was born in Queens, New York, and it was there that God did a miracle in my life. I was a year-and-a-half old when I ate chipped paint from the wall which, at that time, contained lead. I was rushed to the hospital and the doctor told my parents that the prognosis looked bleak. I would most likely die from lead poisoning or be severely mentally handicapped. Immediately, my parents started a prayer chain with family and church members. My grandmother had a vision from the Lord that I was healed. The doctor hadn’t started treatment, but my mother insisted that I be tested again. The doctor couldn’t believe the lab reports. The lead levels in Dinah’s blood are drastically decreasing and the lead is exiting through her urine.” Three years later, my preschool teacher told my mother that I had the mental capacity of a six-year-old, despite the fact that I was only four. God mercifully spared my life and prevented the brain damage the doctors had felt was inevitable.
Growing up, I always knew that Jesus was God and that His Word was true, but it wasn’t until I was ten that I asked Jesus to be my Lord and made a public confession of faith. It wasn’t always easy to grow up in a church. As a young person, I just wanted to fit in. Many times I failed the Lord, but He would always call me back to a closer walk with Him. At age 17, I joined the Army Reserves, went to basic training in South Carolina and then advanced training in Texas. God preserved me during those times and gave me many opportunities to share my faith. I moved back to New York City, as did the rest of my family. In the summer of 1996, I had a wonderful opportunity to share my faith in New York City, with the Jews for Jesus Summer Witnessing Campaign.
Looking back, I can’t thank God enough for preserving my life for His use. I know God saved me from physical death when I was a baby and from spiritual death at the age of ten so that I would be able to serve Him today. He has so much planned for our lives. Just as I know He has a plan for Dan and me, I know that God has special experiences reserved just for you.