Don’t Abort the Seed

Evangelist Odessa Rollins was born in Orlando, Florida and grew up in a pentacostal Christian family with four sisters and three brothers. She gave her life to God at the tender age of ten and served Him faithfully every since. She attended college and received her Bachelors in Business from Florida Metropolitan University. Her majors were Business Administration, Medical Assistant and Human Relations. Although Evangelist Rollins career has been extensive, it has always been centered around helping and encouraging people to fulfill their God given potential in life. Evangelist Rollins has always tried to honor the favor of God, as he has blessed her to walk in wisdom in both the business community and church community lifting the hearts of all who would listen to God's message. Evangelist Rollins was licensed at the age of 18, and has served in the prison and street ministry for over 20 years. She has a heart for winning souls for Christ, and has opened her home up to many over the 25 years of serving Him. She has received her certification in teaching Evangelism Explosion, (which is a very effective soul winning tool taught around the world). She has spoken at many womens retreats and conferences. She's currently a member of Faith and Power Worship Center of Apopka. And proudly serve under the leadership of her spiritual Mother and Father Pastors Matthew and Pamela Shaw. Evangelist Rollins is the founder of Travailing Womens Outreach Ministry, Inc. A prayer and outreach ministry that was birth out of her own deep personal tragedy. In the midst of her nearly aborting her seed, she could hear God asking; Joel 2:17 saying let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, spare thy people. Her soul's desire is to see the body of Christ become one in Unity and Love. Evangelist Rollins is affectionately praying that God's people will NOT ABORT THE SEED!!!!!

I thought I knew him. I thought I was filled with his Holy Spirit. After all, I had been raised in a pentacostal church for over 23 years. I had served faithfully on every committee you can think of. I was even ordained at the young age of 18, and it was after all this, "that I thought I knew him".In the spring of 1992, I was coming home from another boring Sunday church service. My heart was broken, I actually felt worse on the drive home than I did on the drive there. Tears streaming down my face I could not understand why I did not feel renewed. After all is this not why we go to church? As I pulled the car in the front yard, it seemed as if I was a time bomb just waiting to explode. When all of a sudden with one question from my oldest son sent me into a rage. All of my frustrations from that Sunday service, came pouring out of me. Words not fit for the ears of sailors on a pirate's ship, let alone the innocent ears of young children that had been raised in church all of their lives.To see the surprised look on their faces was more than I could bear. You see at that time in my life I had 5 children. My oldest three children were 14,13,12 and my younger two were 6 and 4 years of age. Never before had they ever heard me use such lanquage. Profanity; oh that kind of language, if you can call it that was not apart of my vocabulary. I have always dispised people who felt the need to express themselves in such a way. People who vocabulary was so limited until they could not express themselves without making you feel bad, and here I was "sister hollier than thou" using profanity. This was a shock even to me. But it was at that moment that I realized that I no longer knew God. Can you imagine how I must have felt?