My mother, like Hannah, prayed for a girl, whom she would give back to the Lord, to serve Him. In November, 1942, God answered her prayer, and they named me, Evelyn (giver of life). I was immediately dedicated to the Lord in the hospital room in Hackensack, N.J. , where my earthly journey began. The home I was born into laid the foundation for the ministry God would call me to. Our home was a place where many people found refuge and help. Morris Cerullo, a Jewish orphan, (now an internationally known evangelist), was saved through the witness of my Aunt, who at the time was a nurse in the orphanage. Having no place to go after his conversion, my Aunt brought him to our home – I was three years old – he was 13. He lived with us until he entered Bible School, and his influence over my life for ministry already was being molded.