I grew up in the church. I sang in all the kids plays, even some adult productions the church put on. It was Sherwood Baptist in Albany, Ga. I loved God, learned of God, had some strong convictions of right and wrong, good and bad, what to do and not to do. We moved, and couldn't get plugged into a church, so my path strayed. I went to church with my girlfriend at the time, now my wife, and cried my eyes out. The Holy Spirit just wlecomed me back with open arms. I have never felt so safe and secure, it makes me cry just thinking about it. God will NEVER let you go, as many times as you let him go, it's like the best friend you don't talk to, then you pick up the phone, you can hear the smile in his voice and the joy all over again. Thank you Jesus for loving us!

I grew up in a home where Jesus was not the main focus, but by grace I always had a yearning to go to church and Sunday school, and did so with friends. After school I was conscripted into the armed forces, and I volunteered to join a counter insurgency unit, known for operational successes and body counts. We were issued with a small pocket Bible which was never far from me, even though I did not really read it, I moved away from Jesus, but He never let go of me. 18 Years later after we moved to the US we joined Second Baptist Church in Houston, also at the tug of grace, where I comitted my heart to Jesus, totally. Since then it is astounding to think back and realize how Jesus was always with me, forgiving me, and directing my paths to where I am now, with so much purpose and real, true peace. And I know He will do so until I am required in Heaven.

I was saved when i was about eight years old at First Baptist Church of Troy, MI. at first my life was on fire for God, and i wanted to love and serve Him wherever i went. but then my love began to sink and i began to become apathetic towards God and His Word. i started to love the things of this world rather than God. For years i didnt want anything to do with God. i started to become involved in drinking and smoking drugs. i was involved in stealing from people's homes. i was very far from God. but i knew that God didnt let go, and he wanted my back in His hands. God finally got my attention after a very serious car accident. after that accident i promised that i would serve God with all my heart, and i am today. I am studying to be an evangelist and hope to spread to Gospel of Christ to all

I was raised in a christian home and saved as a teenager but never had a real relationship with God until after my divorce. I fell to my knees and could only say "God help me" and he did. I have been happly married to my highschool friend, who is a good christian woman for 22 years. Life is no rose garden but God has given me a peace in my heart that will take me through this world, it's economy, politics, and on to the end of time.

I grew up in a loving Christian home. At age 9 I accepted Christ and was baptized. My relationship with Christ never grew. Even though I was very active in the church, I was never committed to Christ, rather I was selfish and committed to having fun. This continued through High School and College. Even though I only let God in when I had a need, He did not give up on me. When I was 27 years old, I asked Christ to be Lord of my life. God has poured out blessings on me ever since. I gave up the sinful things and God replaced my desires for them with a desire to love and serve Him. My life is a much more satisfying and fulfilled now that Christ is in charge rather than me.

I grew up in a dysfunctional Christian home. Into my teenage years I would have told you I was a Christian although I felt an emptiness and longing inside. I attended church 3 times a week, was involved in every aspect of church life. It wasn’t until I was 16 and at a city wide crusade that I realized during the message I had overlooked the basic step to becoming a Christian. I had plenty of head knowledge about God, but had never asked Him to be a real part of my life. That night with my new realization I prayed for forgiveness and gave God my heart. The emptiness was filled. The longing disappeared.

I was raised in a church that was quite boring and never had altar calls. I didn't know what true salvation even was. My parents divorced when I was 12 and I began to drink and by the age of 18 I was full blown alcoholic and drug addicet. Anything to fill the void and numb the pain in my heart. I was the life of every party, but I was miserable. As I got older I tried different churches, but was too selfish and wanted what Dara wanted when Dara wanted it no matter who I hurt in the process. I lived in my car at one time, I committed sins that I sooooo regret. March 12, 2001 I was raped by a stranger because of a bad choice I made just so I could get high. A good friend of mine at a church that I had been attending and going to his Sunday school class led me to the Lord on 3/16/01, but after a few weeks, I failed and turned back to my wicked ways. In April 2006, after hearing God knocking at my door for so long (PRAISE GOD for HIS patience), I finally opened it to HIM and have helped many others in this lifestyle through a place called The Potter's House for Women in Milner GA to find the love of Jesus and the hope we can have through HIM only. God has now sent me a husband at the age of 39 and its my first and last I know because he was God sent. I have love, joy and peace like I've never known and a church I call home & a pastor who is my friend, Rock Springs Church. I love my Lord & Savior with all my heart, mind, soul & strength!

My story begins with religion and ends with relationship. Similiar to Bryant's story, I too grew up in a Christian home, going to church, serving faithfully in every area I thought could please God. Until recently, I discovered that I was no closer to God than when I first received salvation. Through various trials, I learned to look for His love not just His approval. And, now I can say that His love is evident to me because of all the troubles He delivered me from. I see that His mercy endured throughout. He loves me so much that He sent His son to take care of all that I would go through. Now I'm totally relying on my relationship with the father to keep me, not my works. Praise be to God for His awesome love.

God is great and he worked through my rough, partyin' times to get my attention. I grew up in a christian home, but were more legalistic than a realtionship with him. I went off to college and would party all weekend and go to church on Sunday because I thought that was what I needed to do. God worked in my heart and filled tha void. Though I still did what pleased myself - I couldn't find peace. I decided to join the military to find peace (age 24) and when I had my liberty taken away and found that going to church on Sunday during basic training was my outlet was the only real peace I had. I was drawn to having this relationship with Christ. I started reading the bible on my own (started with the New Testiment) and found that it did not covict me but gave me hope. I wanted more and more and I realized that the lifestyle I was living was not okay and I didn't want to live like that anymore. Now 11 years into it, I am still growing and LOVE my time with the Lord!! I hate the trials because they are painful, but you grow out of them and the outcome far outweights the pain I suffered. Glory to God! Thank you for saving me.

John 4:48 -
"Then Jesus said unto him, "Except ye see signs and wonders, ye will not believe"..........."

I will repeat it for those who haven't heard it, so that you can garner hope and faith from our brush with the Lord. He truly is the Lord of our lives and all of our gifts are from Him. For those who already have a strong faith in the Lord, this might help reinforce it and be a story to share with others. For those who are looking for a sign in a sometimes challenging world, we hope this brings you some light to guide your way.

Michelle and I have always wanted a big family. After having two (2) beautiful boys, Andrew (8) and Luke (5), we decided to ask the Lord for more children. We found out the Lord has blessed us with another pregnancy just before Christmas in 2005 while living in Atlanta. We were so excited and started assembling our old crib and getting our nursery ready for our new, little miracle. At around 8 wks, we went in for our ultrasound, but the technician could only find a sack in Michelle's womb. We were shocked to learn that there wasn't a baby inside Michelle, but then gave it another couple of weeks as opposed to getting a D&C or taking the "Abortion Pill" -- which were both suggested to us. Note to all -- we found many people who were told that they only had a sack and there wasn't a baby, only to find that their decision to wait a few more weeks led them to a beautiful angel from God. Unfortunately, a couple of weeks later, Michelle started bleeding very seriously and had to be rushed to an Atlanta Hospital for an immediate D&C. After breaking many traffic laws and saying a lot of prayers, Michelle and I made it to the hospital. We had told everyone about our news on being pregnant almost immediately, so we now had to tell everyone about our disappointment. I got so excited at one of my Sales Meetings at work, that I told a whole room full of people about the baby -- it seemed everyone on my Team at the time was pregnant and I wanted to join the baby-fest.

Michelle and I started the healing process. We ended-up moving back to Michigan in late 2006. We kept our faith in the Lord and started trying again in 2007. Then, the Miracle happened. Jesus came to me in my dreams one night. He told me that Michelle was pregnant and that we were going to have a healthy baby girl and both Michelle and the baby would be OK. I woke-up the next morning to a look of confusion from Michelle. She couldn't believe it. She didn't feel pregnant, nor was she ready to believe that Jesus would just "drop-by" in one of my dreams to share His prophesy. Well, I was blown-away and proceeded to go to the pharmacy and get a pregnancy test. Yep, you guessed it -- we found out we were pregnant again. This time, we waited to tell anyone. At our first ultrasound this time, we did see a baby, but our OB/GYN Doctor told us that the baby was smaller. They decided to have us come once per week for an ultrasound to monitor the baby closely. Not too many ultrasounds later, the baby was still not growing and Michelle was starting to bleed again. We now feared the worst, but trusted in the Lord to see us through it again. And, He did.........

At this point, I left our "baby-future" in Michelle's hands -- with the Lord's guidance. I was shocked when she told me that she wanted to try one more time. I mean SHOCKED. Anyone who knows me, knows that I am kid and baby crazy (seriously). There is nothing better for me in this world and being a good, Christian Father has always been the number one goal in my life. It's the only dream I've ever truly wanted. So, on our knees we went. I told Michelle that I believed my dream with Jesus was still true -- only I had misunderstood God's timing. It's kind of like when the Jews in Jesus' time couldn't believe he was the Messiah, because he wasn't this warrior King, ridding the land of the Romans and bringing the Jewish people to the Promised Land's Lead once again. He saved them, but not in the way they were expecting. Well, Jesus never said anything without delivering on it. God does not speak in the Old or New Testament and not deliver. I also have a very sincere reverence of the number three (3) which is related to the Holy Trinity and the Bible. Both Michelle and I believed that God would see us through the third try. And I believed that He would deliver the baby girl -- something Michelle has been praying for her entire life (I mean, a big-time "want").

Whallah! We were pregnant again. We didn't even make our first ultrasound appointment on time -- we figured we'd wait a little longer, so that everything was in-place, there was no bleeding, and we were ready. When we got to our ultrasound, our Doctor took literally less than 5 seconds to tell us, "yep, this one's good; you have a less than 1% chance of miscarriage this time". That was at 10 weeks; not 12 weeks (the usual waiting time to tell everyone you're pregnant and get past the miscarriage-danger zone). The due date was set as 12/19/08. Now, we began to focus in on the baby and her being a girl. We closed in our second story loft to have it become our new baby nursery. Michelle would not let me paint it pink just yet, but the boys and I pressured her often. Luke made us buy a pink pacifier at a maternity store and Andrew had us buy the baby a baby polar-bear stuffed animal from the zoo. Michelle was so scared to believe she was a girl. She had so much fear of getting her hopes up about a little girl in our lives and then finding-out she had yet another G.I. Joe fanatic running around the house!? So, we kept praying. All along, I began the process of telling everyone about my Jesus dream. Some found it inspiring. Others were less interested.

Well, we got home from our twenty (20) week ultrasound appointment. Andrew, Luke, and I all knew it was a girl. Michelle was still scared. Michelle asked the technician to write down the gender of the baby on a small piece of paper and put it in an envelope for her to be able to look at later. We watched as the technician moved her ultrasound wand all over Michelle's gel-infested belly. We all wowed at the baby's feet, hands, legs, back, heart, face, tummy...... It is something really special to see your baby inside it's Mother's womb. Michelle and I had tears in our eyes. Our technician finished and sent Michelle to the potty to unload her bladder that she had to keep full all morning for the best ultrasound viewing (sorry, women -- that's a tough one). Once she left the room, I asked the technician what the baby's gender was and she responded that it is "patient confidentiality" and she couldn't tell me. Boy, I now know where I stand on the baby totem pole!? Michelle waited about three (3) hours to open the envelope and as you guessed, it was a baby girl. Our technician's note read "Congratulations, it's a girl!" -- with a smiley face. I was on a business call in my office when our son, Andrew, came running in screaming. Needless to say, I asked my business colleague if I could call him back. I found Michelle in my office doorway with tears streaming down her face and a smile that would light up anyone's darkest day. The Lord had already spoken to me -- now, He had spoken to her. Michelle fell to her knees and thanked the Lord. The boys and I joined her in prayer and then we all danced to "How Great is Our God" by Chris Tomlin (best dance we've ever done)!!!!

Well, Brothers and Sisters, I'm here today as a witness of God. God has used us to share this with all of you. We are choosing to share this story with you, because we believe that God wants us to. He may have used us as a tool to share His Grace, but this is not a story about us; it is a story about Him. If you are a fellow believer, thank you for your faith and prayers. There is incredible power in faith and praying. If you are not a believer or unsure about God in any way, please consider this -- that Jesus Christ is always there waiting to help you. He is always with you and will always love you. All you need to do is ask.

Is this the end of our big Family dream or just another chapter? I'm not sure. We'll trust in God on that one. But, I will share one more story. When we were travelling to see my Family in NY, we stayed at a Hampton Inn in Dubois, PA. While eating the breakfast buffet the following morning, an elderly man walked right up to the four (4) of us sitting at the table. He looked right at Michelle and I and said "You should have four. Four's a good number...........". He then walked away as mysteriously as he had walked-up to us. Michelle and I both looked at each other and felt like we had just seen an Angel. This baby, who I am calling "Hope" for now, is number three (3). Maybe, one day, God will bless us again with a number four (4) Miracle. Until that time comes and/or our days end, we will spend our days on our knees thanking God for the Miracles he has provided us in our lives.

I'll leave you with my favorite passages from the Bible:
Romans 5:3 - 5
"And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope: And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us."
Matthew 19:26
"but with God all things are possible."
Psalms 19:10
"Be still, and know that I am God."

May God Bless you and your Families! May He give you the strength through the Holy Spirit to guide you all through your tribulations! May He hold your hand throughout all of the days of your lives! And, may you always find the strength to call to Him and give Him all of the Glory! We ask this in Jesus' name. Amen.

I love you all!

I also grew up in a Christian home and professed Christ as Lord at age 6. I did not really understand his love until our son became involved in drugs and I had to totally turn my life and his over to God. Through the stuggles of life, God can do his greatest work. He gave me a new purpose and understanding of his deep love. He restored our son to wholeness and my husband and I found a deep and abiding love for Christ. We learn about the real miracle of Christmas - the Jesus who restores, who heals, who never leaves you. Praise be to God

My saving was so S-L-O-W. It was like God put a pot on a burner and started adding ingredients. I was brought up in a Christian church and home and heard Bible stories but they never really clicked. I did not take them personally. I was baptised by sprinkling when I was about 12 and remember thinking, "I am suppose to be changed," but I wasn't. I continued to go to church and hear some of the Word but I really did pretty much as I pleased. I heard the Word through other sources such as a Billy Graham crusade and I took it in and it was helping to give me direction but I was still reluctant. Then after my son was born and I was not in church for a while I began reading The Daily Walk Bible put out by Walk Thru the Bible. Reading all the way through the Bible put all the pieces in place for me. God had added all the ingredients to the pot so He could say, "She's done! She's saved!" I remember being surprised by finally understanding what it meant to be saved. God, the Father, Jesus and the Holy Spirit were real to me and had life changing meaning for me. My life had purpose and I could feel joy even in dark, depressing times. I learned to pray through troubles and to have a new song in my heart. I had a hunger and thirst for righteousness and a desire to gloriry God. And I knew the blessings of knowing Abba, my Father in heaven who loves me and also knowing Jesus my Savior who lives in me. Praise the Lord that He would save such a sinner as I!

I grew up knowing nothing about the Lord Jesus Christ. My mother was a heavy drinker until she was 38,I was 18,and that's About the time I started using Meth. I have had a life full of trials and tribulations and the Lord opened my eyes to His glory a little over a year ago! THIS HAS BEEN THE BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE!!! He has shown me how He works everything and I mean EVERYTHING! for His Glory

I first found out about the good news of Christ at a church camp I went to, like so many of us. I will never forget the feeling of completely committing myself to God. It was as if this huge burden was lifted and a gentle, yet overwhelming new presence came into my life; but it was overwhelming in a positive way! And it was so easy, I just asked the Lord into my heart! Since then, I have been through many struggles but have never forgotten that sense of companionship and presence that I first felt when God really came into my life. I am not always the best Christian and seem to become distracted easily, but I know that God is right there to help me everytime I need Him- even when I think I don't! I will always cherish that saving moment in my life, and I look forward to the joy that is to come because of it!

I grew up in a Christian home although my parents (mainly my mom) fussed alot. She was more domineering than my dad. Mom always told us how much she loved us and that she just wanted the best for us. Mom was a Christian and read her Bible and prayed. She did not attend church with us but she sent us. We were raised with a strong Christian foundation because of her.
Mom went to be with the Lord at the age of 57 after having lost my dad, 7 years earlier. I was in LA from AK for 6 months to be by her side. Every day my father-in-law asked me when I would return to AK. I told him the Good Lord would let me know. My children were 11 and 13 and school would be starting soon. On Aug 1st, 1991 and in her last hours I held her hand and told her that I loved her but I could not comfort her like Jesus can. She responded with "I know." Several hours later I had been singing Amazing Grace and When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder while holding her hand when her spirit was raised up. She's in Heaven today with Jesus and she's with dad too.

We, the children attended the First Baptist Church in Leesville, LA where there was a great youth program. We spent all of years in school after school in a wonderful activities...Acteens, choir, Bible study, volleyball and short mission trips. It was an awesome time. The Good Lord answered prayers and it happened in his time and for his Glory. I can't remember a time when he wasn't in my life. He's always there even when I am not. He's so Amazing. It's AWESOME when you give your life to the Lord. Things change for the best. Now don't get me wrong I have had some hard times but they are nothing compared to the Grace God has given me every day of my life.
I love the Lord with all my heart and I can't wait for the day when I am taken to live with him for eternal life. He is my Savior and he can Bless you and your life like no other. If you do not have a personal relationship with him...take the step... pray ... confess you sins and ask Jesus to come into your life. It's that simple. Your life will never be the same. May God Bless You!

I was raised in a Christian home and always knew who Jesus was. But while at a GA camp one summer I asked him into my heart and he has been there since. Sometimes the relationship was weak on my part, but he has always pulled me through. I know I can count on him not only for salvation, but my daily needs.

Unfortunately, my story takes a little more than thirty seconds but I will try to be brief. Before I asked Christ into my life I was just your average guy, had good relationships with my family and friends and in a career that was just taking off and had included enough early success that led many to believe I was going to be very succesful. However, after a couple of years I began to hit a plateau and started on a downward spiral that would take me down paths I never thought possible. My parents and spouse were perplexed as to why all of the sudden I was not fulfilling my potential. The answer lied within, although I was a believer, I didn't have a strong foundation in Christ, I didn't believe in the products I was selling and in turn started bringing my unhappiness home to my wife and child. Fortunately for me I have a very loving and supportive wife.

My relationship with Christ began after we casually started attending JFBC 15 years ago. There wasn't a "watershed" moment but I gradually began to understand that I could hand over my problems to Jesus and he would carry my burden on His shoulders. I realized how much He loves me and how many "riches" I already had including a loving wife and beautiful healthy daughter.

From the beginning of my walk with Christ, I began praying to Him to put me in a career where I could thrive and be happy. It took a couple of years before it happened but God put me exactly where he wanted me to be. The owner of my firm is a devout Christian and even built a chapel on the same floor as our offices. Instead of dreading a day at work, I looked forward to it. Instead of worrying about where my next business deal would come from, it just started happening. I had a calm confidence within me that had bever been there before. Christ was definitely in my heart.

A profound example of God working in our lives happened this year. In recent years, we had been looking at homes in our area. Our girls were starting to grow up and the house was getting smaller and smaller. My wife called me at work last October to let me know she had found "the house". It just so happened we knew the owner and found out he and his wife were building a new home and would be ready to move in July of this year. If we could sell by June 1st, the house was ours. However, once Spring rolled around the real estate market had taken a turn for the worse, nothing was selling unless you practically gave it away. Undeterred, we went forward with the listing but only had a few "lookers" and no offers through the middle of May. With no prospects on the horizon we realized this deal might not happen. We continued to pray that it be His will for us to have this new home. On Wednesday, May 28th, the seller called me with the news we expected, that if we didn't have a buyer by the end of the weekend, he would be listing it with an agent, thus pricing it out of our range. That Friday night we received a call from an agent to let us know she had a client interested in viewing our home on Saturday. By the end of the day Saturday we had an offer on the house and after some final negotiating on Saturday night, had consumated a deal we thought impossible just three days prior! We knew God's hand was on the steering wheel for this to happen. It was by his timing, not ours.

I received Jesus as Savior at age 9. When I was 20, I chose to walk away from the church because I was deceived/heart-broken by a young man on staff. Consequently, for several years I made many wrong choices based on that hurt. One day I read a devotional how there is only one God-man - Jesus Christ; how women often make the mistake of looking for God in a man. I realized I had done just that when I left the church. Our loving God was waiting to heal my hurt when I asked him to make right my wrong choices and now my relationship with Him is what I treasure most in life.

1. I grew up a Christian. At least that's what I said. But, I was not His. I was of the world. I had much material success, traveled, drank, and enjoyed the "good life". That's what I said, but in truth I drank too much, had few real friends, suffered anxiety and depression. One real thing I had was a great wife and five kids.

2. Then one morning I woke up in a hotel on a business trip with another hangover. I was drained. I couldn't take it anymore and I was sure that if I didn't change, I would lose everything dear to me. I was driven to my knees. I prayed all day. Missed all my appointments, but God answered me firmly, clearly and lovingly.

3.That was ten years ago. I have never had another drink. I have placed my total trust in Jesus.I read God's word and and pray every day. My family life is rich and full. People tell me I am like a new person. You know what - they're right!

I want to add a number 4. to Bryants suggestion. Most people are not nearly as interested in my story as they are in need of telling me theirs. Because I have a story, and all of you do too, I now know how to listen to them and to encourage them to Trust God too. Most lost people are just looking for love, and no one has better love to give than Jesus.

When i was baby i was born with a tumor on the side of my head they said that we would have to get surgery but we hardly had any money that night a lot of people prayed over my crib and the next day the tumor was gone i still have a scar on the side of my head where God healed me and left the scar as my testimony i have always felt God tug on my heart but i would ignore that tug i knew there was something missing inside of me but i would try to fill it with other things until the day when i truly gave my life to the Lord and fell madly in love with God because of his unfailing love for me i gave up addictions and cussing and so much more and fell deeper in love with God and he is the only thing that keeps sane and I love him with all of my heart and dont know what i would do with out my love Jesus Love you Lord

WOW! all these are amazing an encouraging stories. Thanks you for all the posts. They have been such an encouragement to me

I grew up in a Christian home and as child did not know a lot about Christ. However when I became a teenager we changed churches and I had empowering moement where I met Christ. I also suffered from having seizures for 14 years and often question God on why He let me have them. When I was in college I realized that I had to have the faith of a mustard seed. My seizures have been under control for 6 years now. Glory be to God.

I, too, would have told anyone I was a Christian because I was brought up in a home where although we didn't attend church on a regular basis, my parents were both believers. It wasn't until 2005 when my son nearly died from a ruptured brain aneurysm that my faith was truly tested, and I "knew that I knew that I knew". At that point in my life, I turned to the Lord and surrendered totally to His will for my child. I clung to three basic truths (although at the time I had no idea their scriptural location)--(1) With God all things are possible; (2) He knew the plans he had for my son; and (3) I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. The last one I had often quoted but never really knew how much strength He could really provide. Through countless prayers, God showed us that He indeed did have a plan for my son's life. It's been over three years, and my son has made a recovery that is truly a miracle. The outpouring of love and support for our family was overwhelming, and God's presence was palpable through those dark days. Today, we can all see the "hope for a future" that only God can give. By the way, it wasn't until nearly a year after his aneurysm rupture that my son was even able to move his left arm and leg! Today he can walk and has returned to college. He has been such an inspiration in my life and such a testimony to God's grace and love for each of us. Oh, and my son's life verse?--"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go." No matter what happens in my life, I KNOW that God will be with me just as He has promised! Blessings to each of you.

I grew up not attending Church much threw out my life. I knew something was missing but did not know where to look. My wife and children went to Church often, but I never wanted to go. My daughters would sing or be in the Christmas plays and I would attend only then. They would always come home from Church and being talking about the sermon or someone in Church. I felt left out and lost even with my own family. They never pushed me to go to Church but I was encouraged one day to go to Sunday School with my wife and kids. I started attending regularly. My wife had major surgery a short time later and I could not believe the outpour of prayers and support given by our Sunday School class. God was speaking to me during this time I just did not know it! A short time later I stepped forward and ask the Lord to be my Savior. It was a small Church we attended at the time but I know everyone had been praying for me and my family. So at 46 yrs. old, I became a Christain and what a change that occured in my life. I owe so much to my daughters and my wife for thier support,love and encouragement. I know God has helped me become a better father and husband. I have people ask me all the time how I keep smiling during these difficult times my reply is simple, I have put my faith and trust in God and he is always with me and will always provide my needs. Lee

I was just living before I met Christ. I felt like I was just trying to get by. I had no hope, joy or peace. I met Christ at a Good Friday service. Through this special service, I came to realize that I was lost and needed a savior for my life. A testimony was given by another person and they spoke about how you can see a difference in people that have surrendered and are letting Christ live through them. I wanted that. I realized right then that that I did not have it and through that experience I had asked Christ into my heart. The difference from that moment on has been just too much to explain totally. But now I feel like old wounds are being healed. I now have hope, peace and a joy that I never thought possible. I'm now excited about the future which I once thought was never possible for me to face or overcome that fear. Thank you God for changing and saving me.