Name:
Kathy
Location:
California

Testimony

God has blessed my life with his guidence and I am truely thankful. God Bless those that find God.


Name:
Webmaster
Location:
USA

Testimony

Thank God for blessing our website. He has done that and more.


Name:
GERALD MILLER
Location:
Rosiclare IL. US

Testimony

Thank GOD for all the people that uses te internet to spread GOD's word the woeld needs a lot more of this going on


Name:
Ruby
Location:
Cocoa,Fla.USA

Testimony

I thank God daily for keeping me well and able to care for myself, at this late stage of my life.


Name:
Ruby
Location:
Cocoa,Fla.USA

Testimony

I thank God daily for keeping me well and able to care for myself, at this late stage of my life.


Name:
Eva
Location:
N.Richland Hills, Texas

Testimony

I thank God for the christians I meet through this website.


Name:
Connie Glidewell
Location:
Mount Airy, N.C. USA

Testimony

I Thank God for my own and my family's health, for my two wonderful little boys,for bringing my wonderful loving husband into my life,for all my friends, especially the good ones I've made on here, and for all his wonderful blessings each day.


Name:
Carolyn
Location:
Anaheim Ca   USA

Testimony

I have always believed in the Lord, but when I lost my father I had so many questions. About a month ago I went forward in the church and asked God into my heart. With the support of my Daughter and Mother I know the Lord will help me to walk the right path. I thank him for taking my daughter into his arms and to let me see how wonderful he is.


Name:
linda
Location:
hanceville ala

Testimony

my lord has heal me from being sick my jesus is still healer ilove my jesus lve linda


Name:
Eva
Location:
Wilmington  De USA

Testimony

I know my redeemer lives. God has brought me through may trials and tribulations. He has blessed me with a new home and I thank him. All things are possible if you only believe. I know Weeping last for a little while and Joy Does come in the morning Thank you Lord!


Name:
Tina
Location:
USA

Testimony

God has blessed me with 2 wonderful cousins


Name:
Tina
Location:
USA

Testimony

God has blessed me with 2 wonderful cousins


Name:
Mrs. Cooper
Location:
NC, USA

Testimony

I thank the Lord for helping my mother through her long journey of sickness and for answering our prayers of helping her. Thank you Lord and God Bless You All!


Name:
Sharron
Location:
Clayton,Ga. USA

Testimony

I once thought that God had forsaken me, when he took my Mother to Heaven with him. I was so angry with him, for I had the most loving and caring Mother in the world. Then a year or so later I became a Hospice nurse and through the suffering of others I realized how lucky that I was, I did not have to watch my Mother suffer. MY Mother dies of a pulmonary embolis, she was gone in seconds. No pain, just peace. A few years later my Father went to be with her in his sleep. I have been well blessed that they did not have to suffer. I look around me at all the blessings he has sent to me. I have a good husband, 3 wonderful children, 4 sweet grandchildren, 2 caring brothers and 4 sisters for friends. How blessed can someone be. I Thank Him everyday for these blessings and wonder what he saw in me to send these blessings.


Name:
W L S
Location:
SWANSEA, MA.

Testimony

I THANK GOD FOR GIVING ME THE WIFE THAT I HAVE I AM LOST WITH OUT HER.THANK YOU LORD


Name:
ANTHONY FALCONE
Location:
PAHRUMP.NEVADA  USA

Testimony

I THANK THE LORD THAT HE BROUGHT ME FROM DEATH TO LIFE AND THAT MY SINS ARE COVERED BY HIS BLOOD, I KNOW THAT MY REDEEMER LIVES. HE CAN SAVE YOU TOO NO MATTER WHAT YOUVE DONE, JUST ASK HIM INTO YOUR HEART AND READ ROMANS 10:9-10 "JESUS IS GOD"


Name:
VERONICA
Location:
ATLANTA, GA, USA

Testimony

I THANK GOD FOR JUST BEING GOD!!!


Name:
S.Lippens
Location:
USA

Testimony

I Thank the Lord for the gifts that he continues to give to me every day of my life


Name:
Linda Pettiford
Location:
East orange N.J.

Testimony

I was headed down a road of destruction, until the Lord, told me to repent of my sins and be born again. I am a single female,who tried to find happiness in a mate. But to my dismay, and after trying so many times to find a mate. The Lord called me into the ministry. Now I live a celibate life. I'm enjoying every moment of my ministry. I love walking with the Lord. I am just like the apostle Paul, when he said, that it is better to abide as I. I found out that my joy is not in a mate, but it is in My Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. It is so good to live a clean and Holy Life.


Name:
HLM
Location:
Okla

Testimony

I thank the Lord for giving me my new husband to be and his wonderful son. What a joy they are to our lives. My children and I are blessed that they are in our lives.


Name:
Vicki
Location:
Mo

Testimony

I thank God that he carries us when we are unable to carry ourselves. The last two years haven't been easy and God has been faithful. He has sent many people my way to minister to my kids and me. What a wonderful God he is! I can never repay the kindness others have shown me throughout this critical time in our lives. May God bless you as he has me. After the rain, life can be renewed.


Name:
SANDY
Location:
COLORADO

Testimony

I THANK THE LORD FOR THE WONDEFUL FAMILY THAT HE HAS BLESSED ME WITH AND FOR ANSWERED PRAYERS. I AM AT A TURNING POINT IN MY LIFE AND WITH THE LORDS BLESSSINGS I KNOW WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL THAT HE WILL AGAIN ANSWER THESE PRAYERS. GOD BLESS EACH AND EVERYONE. GOD IS AWESOME


Name:
Grandmother Beth
Location:
Houston, Texas USA

Testimony

I thank the Lord for the blessings of my life. Having a Christian mother & father who taught me the scriptures & the message of Jesus as a little child ... then leading me gently to a real faith that He died on the cross for me. I accepted Jesus as my Saviour when 6 yrs. old & now, as a great-grandmother of 64 yrs ... the path of my life, the moutains & the valleys, the tests, the battles, the defeats & the victories ... all have brought me back to my knees before His cross. Now, the wonder of the internet, where we can reach out & share our journey & message of Christ with others. Yes, now ... He has blessed me with the ability to use these wonderous computers - creating art & recording midis of my worship music on my web-site. http://www.neosoft.com/~grandma/scripture_art_gallery.htm. Yes, a grandmother can sit in her chair at her computer & serve her Lord by creating art with the precious scripture overlaid. I now play my music on the new digital piano through the computer; recording midis to send it out to others all over the world. I thank God so much for this opportunity to serve Him in my old-age. I thank Him for web-sites, such as this one, for our prayer requests & testimonies. Someday we will all be together in Heaven ... I wait for that day & thank Him for this blessed hope.


Name:
Kathy
Location:
Alabama

Testimony

I thank God for giving me the strength to live with an incurable disease. It is only through him that I make it through each day. Just when I think I can't take it anymore he sends me strength through some means.


Name:
Kathie
Location:
Beaumont,TX.

Testimony

Our God is a awesome God. He has done such wonderful things in my life. My husband had a bad drinking problem. I did all the things wrong while he was drinking but one day I decided I was going to turn him over to God and I was not going to take it back. I could not expect him to make changes unless I set a example. Then things started happening in my life. There was this Methodist Church that I kept passing when I would go to visit a friend. This church kept pulling me to it every time I passed. Then one day it happened, I decided I was going to go there, and that is when things really started changing in my life. I set a example for my husband and he could see how happy I was when I went back to the Lord. One night he came to me and said he wanted to go to church with me. I told him that I went to Sunday School also. He did not want to do this but said he would meet me there. Well, I have to tell you all the bad feelings came back. I started watching the doors to see if he was coming. Well, he did come and he turned his life back over to God the last five years of his life. He was so involved in his church, He was chairpersons of different committees and even president of his Sunday School Class. I have to tell you the last five years of our life together was great. It was great to have the real Joe back with me. I new the true Joe but I had to bring him back and with God's help working through me, I did. The church is Wesley United Methodist Church in Beaumont. Our motto is to know God and to make God known. I can truly say Wesley is a home for your heart. My heart has truly found a wonderful place to call home.


Name:
Sylvia Fulk
Location:
Timberville

Testimony

I thank the Lord for saving me and for what he means to me. I thank the lord for my blessings.


Name:
Katy Lawrence
Location:
Edmonds,Washington

Testimony

Well I been in church all my life. But then my family left the church when I was in 4th grade. In the time when I was going into 5th grade. I streated to trun my back on God. My life to mess up. I was fighting with friends and family. Then it came to 6th grade and in this time I want to died. I thought no one loved me or care about me. I felt really bad. I had also got myself into this BIG thing at school. But then in July of 1999 my older sister took my to church with her. I went every Sunday and Wednesday(For pray meeting). Then In about Decmber we were doing something at church and I gave my life to God again. It did really feel that he love me. But then I meet a GREAT preson named Jill. Jill helped me through a lot and she is still helping me through things. Right now at home my sister is falling away for God and hurting me. Its hard going through all this but people at church are helping me and God is on my side!!


Name:
June S.
Location:
Texas

Testimony

This testimony is to encourage people who are going through a divorce or separation from someone they love...I was left by my husband after 30 years of marriage..I was devastated and felt there was nothing to live for...I became physically ill and was placed in the hospital for 18 days...after the hospital stay I had to face the fact my marriage was over...I felt so lonely and rejected and unloved...in the late hours of the night, I pondered over taking my own life...I cried out to God for His help...I spoke the name Jesus in a cry of desperation...as if in a voice I could hear, I was literally commanded to get my bible and I obeyed without hesitation..as I picked up my bible, the page fell open to the book of Isaiah, Chapter 54, these were the words..."FOR YOUR MAKER IS YOUR HUSBAND, THE LORD OF HOSTS IS HIS NAME..AND THE HOLY ONE OF ISRAEL IS YOUR REDEEMER, THE GOD OF THE WHOLE EARTH HE IS CALLED..FOR THE LORD HAS CALLED YOU LIKE A A WIFE FORSAKEN AND GRIEVED IN SPIRIT, LIKE A WIFE OF YOUTH WHEN SHE IS CAST OFF, SAYS YOUR GOD..FOR A BRIEF MOMENT I HAVE FORSOOK YOU, BUT WITH GREAT COMPASSION I WILL GATHER YOU, IN OVERFLOWING WRATH FOR A MOMENT I HID MY FACE FROM YOU, BUT WITH EVERLASTING LOVE I WILL HAVE COMPASSION ON YOU, SAYS THE LORD, YOUR REDEEMER.....(Isaiah 54: 5-8) These words from this chapter pierced my heart with the LOVE and MERCY of the Lord God...these words gave me strength to pick up the pieces of my broken heart and begin to have hope once again...I knew without one doubt that God loved me...He told me HE IS MY HUSBAND......so be encouraged anyone who reads my words of testimony...God loves YOU...and wants to help heal your broken heart....I know how rejection feels but never have any of us suffered such rejection as our Jesus suffered...May this painful experience and loss in my life lift up and bless someone who reads this and is going through a loss....God bless all who read my testimony. THANK YOU MY LORD GOD FOR LOVING ME AND SHOWING ME YOUR WORDS ARE JUST AS TRUE TODAY AS THEY WERE IN THE DAYS OF YOUR PROPHET ISAIAH....AND EVEN THOUGH THE PAIN WAS SO GREAT, IT IS WORTH IT TO HAVE A DEEP AND INTIMATE RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU...THANK YOU GOD.. I LOVE YOU...AMEN!


Name:
JudyM
Location:
Michigan

Testimony

I Thank You,God, for all that I do have.


Name:
David
Location:
H0ust0n Texas

Testimony

7 year's ag0 i was sh0t t0 the neck by gunsh0t which left me paralized fr0m the neck d0wn, and left f0r dead by a guy i was arguing with. During that m0ment i felt n0 pain and blacked 0ut, i w0ke in ICU intensive care unit, and m0m was there t0 tell me that i died f0r 5 min. and G0d br0ught me back t0 change my life style 0f living cause i had a very g00d reas0n t0 fight being paralized and t0 live. I have a seven year 0ld daughter which was 1yr 0ld at the time i was sh0t which G0d gave me an0tha chance t0 see her gr0w and l0ve me s0000 much, she even help's me with thing's i can n0 l0nger d0. She's like a Heaven sent Angel, i c0uldnt be m0re thankfull and blessed than i am n0w all due t0 my Redeemer Jesus Christ.


Name:
DEBBIE
Location:
MARYSVILLE CA. USA

Testimony

MY HUSBAND AND I HAVE BEEN SAVED 4 YRS. NOW- AND BEEN MARRIED FOR 25 YRS. 20 YRS. OF OUR MARRIAGE WERE ROUGH TO SAY THE LEAST- I WAS AN ALCHOLOLIC FOR 23 YRS.-SINCE I WAS 17! WE GOT MARRIED AND I THOUGHT ALL MY TROUBLES WERE OVER. WELL MY HUSBAND DIDN'T DRINK, SO MY DRINKING PUT A STRAIN ON OUR MARRIAGE FROM THE BEGGINING. WE WERE CAUGHT UP INTO ALL KINDS OF PERVERSION AND SEXUAL SIN, DIDN'T EVEN THINK WE WERE ON OUR WAY TO HELL!! WE ALMOST SPLIT UP THREE DIFFERENT TIMES-DUE TO ALCOHOL AND SEXUAL SIN!! BUT GOD HAD ANOTHER PLAN---A FRIEND OF OURS TALKED US INTO GOING TO CHURCH WITH HIM ONE DAY, AFTER BEGGING AND PLEADING FROM HIM AND OUR TWO DAUGHTERS WE FINALLY WENT! WELL, FROM THE FIRST VISIT WE WERE NO LONGER OUR OWN-- JESUS GOT A HOLD OF OUR SOULS!!!WHEN I GOT HOME I POURED ALL THE BEER I HAD IN THE FRIDGE (ABOUT 12) DOWN THE DRAIN!! NEVER MISSED IT AND HAVEN'T TOUCHED A DROP SINCE! WE RECIEVED JESUS 2 WEEKS LATER AND OUR LIVES HAVEN'T BEEN THE SAME SINCE ! WE BOTH SERVE IN OUR CHURCH AS LEADERS AND REMEMBER EACH DAY WHAT JESUS HAS DONE FOR US IN HIS MERCY! HE HEALED OUR MARRIAGE,MINDS AND BODIES,NOT TO SPEAK OF THE WONDERFUL PEACE HE HAS GIVEN US BOTH ! 5YRS. AGO IS SO FAR FROM US NOW IT'S LIKE WE WERE NEVER THERE.THANK-YOU JESUS !!!!


Name:
shisha5
Location:
texas

Testimony

I was adopted when I was 5 years old, along with my half brother. We were taken from the streets and God placed us in a strong Christian home. They had already adpoted one boy and girl several years before and the following year God brought another little girl to the family. I gave my life to Christ when I was 9. I had a very bad temper and demanded my own way. I ended up becoming very rebellious and caused a lot of problems. I never did drugs or anything like that but still I wasn't acting the way I should have. I tried killing myself, running away but something always kept me for following through with it. I now know it was God. I came to the point that I felt like everyone would be happier if I was dead. What a lie!! In 1998 I finally asked my youth minister's wife if God was real or just some kind of fairy-tail. From that point on my life has never been the same. I moved out last year and around Christmas things were pretty bad. I had been involved with a guy my parents didn't care for and got engaged but broke it off because I realized how much he pulled me down. In December I turned from God, my friends, and family. Life was terrible and kept getting worse. In February of this year I returned to God and allowed Him to heal me of all the anger, hatred, and bitterness that I had held in my heart for over 15 years. My relationship with God is more than Him being somebody that is far away. I can now call Him Daddy because I know that is what He really is to me. No my life isn't prefect. I still have a problem with my temper and uncontrolled tongue. I still do things wrong or so things against people out of spite. But I do know now that I can change and with His power I will become the woman He made me to be here on earth and in Heaven. God loves all that He made adn calls it good, even though there are bad things about us. Hebrews 13:5 says "He will never leave nor forsake us." Rest in that promise.


Name:
Linda
Location:
Maryville Tn.

Testimony

I thank the Lord for saving me, and saveing my grandson , he had 3 heart operations before he was 3 mo. old and the Lord was withe me and my new grandson and brouth him through all that he is well and happy today he is almost 7 mo. old and a blessing in everyone. Ipraise the Lord and thank him we love the Lord with all hearts. Praise His Holy Name.


Name:
Johnna M. Steinhorst
Location:
Sierra Vista, AZ  USA

Testimony

This past April 15 I lost my 7 year old nephew Patrick and brother in-law to a terrible train wreck. I have been overflowing with thoughts and questions. As I laided in bed the day of the funeral with my nephew Steven as he laided hugging me ever so tightly,I realized then why God had allowed me to travel so many miles to be there. My nephew Steven needed me and I felt safe that Patrick was in the best hands ever,THE LORDS. I still have questions and the tears do flow but my family members life's were not taken in vain and the Lord has better plans for them. Giving all my love to God, AMEN


Name:
Rena
Location:
Smithfield,Virginia

Testimony

I thank God, that I've invited Jesus into my heart. Some people think they can get to heaven by being good. I thank God for his word, letting me know I had to confess that I was born a sinner through Adam, and believe that Jesus died on the cross for my sins, I also believe he was raised from the dead and is now in Heaven. Thank God for those who are preaching and telling others the true way to be saved.


Name:
clarice
Location:
detroit

Testimony

This is a testimony of the Power of God's Grace.

I was in the mall one week after Easter (Resurrection Sunday) and noticed the remnants of a stage set up with flowers, grass and giant plastic eggs. I made a comment to the friend that was with me that it was a shame that so many people focused on the Easter Bunny and not on Jesus.

A young man that was on the elevator overheard the conversation and made a comment basically degrading the word of God and Jesus, but before I could comment he jumped out of the elevator and stated, "I've got you there haven't you." and the doors closed.

All of a sudden a surge of anguish went through my spirit, normally I would have let it go but I couldn't. The look on this young man's face was like looking into Satan's, it was as if Satan was mocking God through this obviously lost young man.

My friend and I talked about it and let it go, but I commented to her that If I saw that young man again that I would pray with him. Well, as soon as the words left my mouth I saw the young man walking so I went right up to him and told him that I wanted to pray with him.

You can imagine the obvious look of shock on his face when I asked him this. At first he seemed embarrased, then the embarrasment turned into a humility. You see, that mocking spirit that was within him was challenged and when my friend and I came to him and ministered to him about Jesus he had to submit.

He began to tell us all of the things that he was going through and we were able to minister to his spirit. I explained to him that he needed to seek the Lord and I hope that he follows suit. He needed that that day and I am so glad that I could be a vessell to bring that message to him.

I knew then that even if this young man blew us off after we left him, that by us praying with him i know that a spiritual seed is planted and now, if he didn't know before that now he has somewhere to turn and that is in the hands of the Lord.

You see Saints, we as Christians get so caught up in our own problems we forget why God brought us to the light and that is to minister to his lost sheep. I think that this young man expected me to treat him like trash, because he acted like that towards me but I came to him in love instead of judgement and that is what it is all about.

Thank you for allowing me to share my testimony with you,

God Bless,

Clarice


Name:
zoh
Location:
Philippines

Testimony

I thank God that I recovered from a serious heart illness in 1995. And now, though I left my job, God has provided for my needs, more than I have asked and expected. He is faithful.


Name:
zoh
Location:
Philippines

Testimony

I thank God that I recovered from a serious heart illness in 1995. And now, though I left my job, God has provided for my needs, more than I have asked and expected. He is faithful.


Name:
Angela Hawkins
Location:
Cayman Islands

Testimony

This testimony is to encourage those who have been challenged by ill health. Do not give up, for God is indeed a good God!

After suffering with Endometriosis form age 11, I had my first surgery at age 17. Since then, I have had 12 other surgeries, most of them being for Endometriosis.

Along with this, I have also developed Fibromyalgia, and Arthritis. I also suffer with the severest of Migraines, Bi-Polar Disorder and Scoliosis.

I will not tell you that I never become depressed, or rail at God and ask Him "Why?...Why me?...Why not so-and-so over there?" I do. But through it all, I have always, in my heart of hearts, known that God was, and always will be, right beside me, holding my hand, caring for me, loving me.

I know that one day He will see fit to heal me. I yearn for that day. It maybe tomorrow, or it maybe 10yrs from now. But I know that healing will be mine!

Three years ago, the Lord sent a precious angel into my life...my niece, Alessandra Marie. Whenever I am ill, she lovingly cares for me, rubbing my head, or getting my cane for me. When I am depressed, she hugs me, telling me how very much she loves me, and that she hopes I will soon feel better. She truly is an angel, and the love of my life. I thank God every day for sharing her with me.

I know that my healing will come one day. And I know that if you have enough faith, helaing will one day be yours, too.

Thanks for taking the time to read this. May God richly bless you.

Because of Him, Angela


Name:
zoh
Location:
Quezon City, Philippines

Testimony

Few days ago, I have requested a prayer for my scholarship application on this web site. Yesterday, I received the confirmation that I was granted the scholarship. It is only God who could have made it possible for me to secure a scholarship. He really is faithful!


Name:
Lee
Location:
California

Testimony

A couple of years ago...my son was attacted at school because he of his ethnic background (white). In the LA area there are no tollerence rules, the school pressed charges on the other boy. The administration at the school could't understand my son. My son refused to press charges...instead he made friends w/the boy and told the school he lives by: WWJD......Awesome.....I was so proud of my son. What would Jesus do? A lesson we all need daily. You'll know a man by his fruits! I'm thankful that God has his hands on my two teenage boys. I'm a single mother and I give them to him daily....if I didn't I know it would be different.


Name:
Daniel
Location:
Utica, New York U.S.A.

Testimony

In 1986 by wife Rosalie went to Pittsburgh for a liver transplant. When she went their she was yellow, weak, and had lost 25 lbs. Well after 3 operations in 4 months she went home. To see her before and after the operation anyone would have to say that truly this was a miracle. There IS hope for people with liver desease and this is just proof of what faith and trust in God can do for anyone who calls upon his name. Put yourself in the hands of God, and you will be saved.


Name:
Winnie
Location:
Corpus Christi, Tx

Testimony

I praise the Lord for His mercy, He didn't have to forgive me but HE did. I praise Him for the work He is performing on my husbands spiritual heart, HE is faithful to do all He said He would...I thank God for the patience to wait upon Him to complete all He has promised...These are just a few of the things I praise Him for, There are healing miracles as well...To numerous to mention at one time...Thank You Jesus for salvation and all you have done for me...Amen


Name:
jay
Location:
B.lake,mn u.s.

Testimony

I have god in my heart and he has been doing a lot for me and I think it is very cool to be able to have in ny heart.I let the lord in my heart three years ago and I have been doing my best.I am real happy that my Foster mom & my best friend hepled me through those tough times. THanks MOM AND ALAN!!


Name:
Jacquie
Location:
Maine, USA

Testimony

The Lord Our God is truly an Awesome God. He has Blessed me with a loving husband and family. He has also lead me to a wonderful church that has become a new family for us. I thank God every day for the gifts that he has given me. Praise to you Lord.


Name:
Cynthia
Location:
New Jersey

Testimony

I liked to Thank the Lord for all that he's done for me and my family. I am so happy that things worked out for me and I just want to Praise Him, Praise Him, Praise Him. Thank You Lord, Thank You Lord.


Name:
Catherine
Location:
Hawaii

Testimony

There are many testimonies I am able to share with you, but there are two that stand out in my mind and those are the ones I share with you now.

On September 8th, 1990, not 6 full mnnths after I became a born again Christian I was taking a friend home after supper. My cigarette habit had been curtailed sharply because the heart attack I experienced (the day I accepted the LORD for my savior) weighed heavy on my mind. Nonetheless I was not capable of stopping and so made an attempt to slow down. I was now smoking about a pack of Marboro 25`s as apposed to my ususal 3 packs and had just bought a carton of cigarettes the day before on the 7th. I lit a cigarette and my friend and I head for the car. We chattered the 6 miles to her apartment, said goodbye and off I went back home. I had my left hand on the wheel while I searched with my right hand inside my bag to get a cigarette to smoke on the way home. I couldn`t seem to find them so I pulled the car over and dumped my bad out. A feeling of discomfort turned into panic as I realized I had to go the whole 6 minutes home without a cigarette! I entertained the idea of stopping at the store on the way home but I was on the higway before I had the chance to do so. All the way home all I could think of was those cigarettes and how they looked on the tile table with the lighter laying next to the pack. My mind was totally preoccupied with that thought and when I got home I was practically frantic to get inside and get one in my mouth. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, at last home and walking in the door seeing them on the table brought a feeling of great relief to me. I took one out of the pack and put it into my mouth and clicked the lighter...but the first time it didn`t light so I started to click it again and I heard this BOOOOOOMING voice from behind me say: "Catherine you won`t ever have to smoke another cigarette!" I spun around quickly to see who was there, and there was no one!!!!!! I had to think about this for a few seconds and then I heard myself asking: "GOD....is that you??????" I heard nothing. I don`t remember how, but somehow I found myself on my knees crying and crying and thanking GOD because I KNEW that I was just handed a "Miracle." That was the last time I ever smoked a cigarette. I don` remember how my carton of cigarettes got into the trashcan, but I saw them there the next morning. I thought about this incident a lot in the weeks following and wondered sometimes whether this was really true and what if I wanted a cigarette, but time passed and it just never happened. In fact, to this day I cannot be around people who are smoking tho I never make an issue about it; I simply thank God and pray for them that if it is GOD`s will....they will also be delivered.

God Bless you all!


Name:
Catherine
Location:
Hawaii

Testimony

There are many testimonies I am able to share with you, but there are two that stand out in my mind and those are the ones I share with you now.

On September 8th, 1990, not 6 full mnnths after I became a born again Christian I was taking a friend home after supper. My cigarette habit had been curtailed sharply because the heart attack I experienced (the day I accepted the LORD for my savior) weighed heavy on my mind. Nonetheless I was not capable of stopping and so made an attempt to slow down. I was now smoking about a pack of Marboro 25`s as apposed to my ususal 3 packs and had just bought a carton of cigarettes the day before on the 7th. I lit a cigarette and my friend and I head for the car. We chattered the 6 miles to her apartment, said goodbye and off I went back home. I had my left hand on the wheel while I searched with my right hand inside my bag to get a cigarette to smoke on the way home. I couldn`t seem to find them so I pulled the car over and dumped my bad out. A feeling of discomfort turned into panic as I realized I had to go the whole 6 minutes home without a cigarette! I entertained the idea of stopping at the store on the way home but I was on the higway before I had the chance to do so. All the way home all I could think of was those cigarettes and how they looked on the tile table with the lighter laying next to the pack. My mind was totally preoccupied with that thought and when I got home I was practically frantic to get inside and get one in my mouth. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, at last home and walking in the door seeing them on the table brought a feeling of great relief to me. I took one out of the pack and put it into my mouth and clicked the lighter...but the first time it didn`t light so I started to click it again and I heard this BOOOOOOMING voice from behind me say: "Catherine you won`t ever have to smoke another cigarette!" I spun around quickly to see who was there, and there was no one!!!!!! I had to think about this for a few seconds and then I heard myself asking: "GOD....is that you??????" I heard nothing. I don`t remember how, but somehow I found myself on my knees crying and crying and thanking GOD because I KNEW that I was just handed a "Miracle." That was the last time I ever smoked a cigarette. I don` remember how my carton of cigarettes got into the trashcan, but I saw them there the next morning. I thought about this incident a lot in the weeks following and wondered sometimes whether this was really true and what if I wanted a cigarette, but time passed and it just never happened. In fact, to this day I cannot be around people who are smoking tho I never make an issue about it; I simply thank God and pray for them that if it is GOD`s will....they will also be delivered.

God Bless you all!


Name:
Catherine
Location:
Hawaii

Testimony

This is the second miracle I would like to share with you. I was going to have this simple precedure for a hernia on my abdomen. In by 6am out by noon and I could drive myself home. What followed was like a nightmare! I woke up in ICU when I wasn`t even supposed to be in the hospital at all. It turned out that while my doctor was putting the plate in for my hernia, he discovered a black mass which turned out to be a gangrened gallbladder! That is why I woke up in ICU and later that week when I was allowed to be put in a regular room, I developed pneumonia. The as if that wasn`t enough I had something wrong with my bowel and was bleeding, By now I had been in the hospital two of the 3 weeks and 3 days I was going to end up being there. One day I started having a lot of pain and begged the nurse to give me my pain pills a little earlier. I did this several times in the next few days and then one day (m doctor was then off island) another doctor came in to check the places where the tubes had been put into my stomache. When he pushed down on it I shouted at him because it hurt me so bad. I told him not to do that, but he did it again and then I hollered at him.."DIDN`T YOU HEAR ME SAY DON`T DO THAT??? I shouted at him. He ignored me but started hollering at the nurses to do "something" STAT! I began to lose consciousness then and I could feel this warmth begin to crawl up from my fingertips up the arms and the stomach and then the chest and when it got to my neck I became frightened and then it got to my face and I don`t remember anything after that until I woke up 3 days later having been in a coma. My friend Sue had come to visit me while I was in that coma and put a sign on the wall at the foot of my bed. Before I tell you what the sign said...I want to tell you what happened to me while I was in this coma. I remember crying and saying it seemed..out loud...Oh Lord you said you would never forsake me...why have you left me Lord?? And I heard this gentle but firm voice answer: "Why have I left YOU??? I have not left YOU...I`ve been here all of the time. Why did you leave ME?" That is when I opened my eyes and saw the sign my friend had put up on the wall in front of me. It was a neon colored green and in BIG THICK letters it said: " C H O O S E L I F E '

God NEVER leaves us, but if we ever think GOD DOES leave us it is time to see where WE are!

God bless you all


Name:
Constance Davis
Location:
Napoleon Ohio U.S.

Testimony

I had become confused and disoriented with my faith in the Lord and My doctrine and Bible. As a tempoary Catechism Instrutor I had no patience for Eigth Graders. Let Alone My Abusive Marriage I was in for 11 yrs. On New Yrs Eve of 85 I took our Family Bible and opened it and I heard Avoice say get out My child U r forgiven I filed for a Divorce and Remarried a Man Much younger than me, He showed me a new way of Life and I began searching around for the thirst thatI needed for my Faith, I found the Lord again and started to attend another congregation not knowing how i would feel, I felt strange at first and had all kinds of health problems and financial problems. I went back and something was drawing me to this new world of faith I never knew. Someone or the Lord was talking thru people and letting them know of my problems. I had asthma real bad they laid hands on me that was two yrs ago i have not had the asthma problems since. but it was like a elctrical charge that i could feel fo thru me. I now am a born again christian and now know what bible study is and try to instill this in my little ones left at home. My older children do not understand me but that is ok because the Lord is answeing my Prayers everyday ,they used to argue amongst themselves now they are getting along and very happy. another miracle to me because they are now 34,29,28d 21 they have finally learned that they need each other. I thank My Lord everyday for the miracles he is performing before me and I praise him everyday to keep me going strong, and when I stumble I know he is there to pick me up and walk beside me all the way. I never knew that before.


Name:
Patricia Portigiano
Location:
Swansea,SC, USA

Testimony

I would like to Thank God. A year ago my husband Anthony had sinus problems which caused double vision. He had a fungus in his sinus cavity which could have been fatal. I Thank God we were led to a good doctor.


Name:
Margaret
Location:
GulfCoast Mississippi

Testimony

God has blessed me with a wonderful loving husband.We will celebrate 10 years of love, careing and sharing this November 25. I prayed for this and God answered my prayers. God is good!!!


Name:
WAVA SMALLEY
Location:
DESLOGE, MISSOURI== USA

Testimony

I THANK GOD FOR ALL THE FRIENDS I HAVE MADE ON THE INTERNET. AND MOST OF ALL== I THANK GOD FOR GUIDING THE HANDS OF THE SURGEONS WHO DID MY THREE SURGERIES A YEAR AGO== I KNOW GOD WAS THERE AND I AM EVER THANKFUL FOR ALL THAT HAS BEEN DONE FOR ME=== GOD DOES ANSWER PRAYERS AND TERE ARE ANGELS AMONG US ==========


Name:
michael marion
Location:
schenectady NY (US)

Testimony

Please pray for Michael Marino who is 9 years old who was born handicapped. Prayers are much needed for him and also his mother who has a hard time working and supporting the family and giving him his special needs which are required of a handicapped child. I thank you and god bless you.

Michael's Grandmother


Name:
Simon
Location:
Middle East

Testimony

Whatever we think and do may not be right at all time. Ask God to reveal the truth. We have only one chance in our life. So we should be serious about it. It all ends with our death or Christ's Second Coming whichever is earlier. Once upon a time I was criticizing salvation. I was strictly against baptism. Please read my testimony below. If you want to submit your life to Christ or facing any confusion for submission based upon this testimony, please contact me at livetestimony@yahoo.com ********************************************************************** My name is Simon. From childhood I had the desire to know God. But too many religions really confused me to which God should I believe. Each religion claim truth in them. Because I was born in a Christian family, so I heard about Jesus. What about others who did not born in Christian family nor did not here about Christ? For them no salvation? These were all the confusion in mind. Because I am born in a Christian family so I don't wanted to believe Christ. I wanted to taste Jesus personally.

I was an active member of the church. (That was only to get a good name, but had no personal relation with God) I had that emptiness in my soul. After my college education I moved to Mumbai in search of job. Later I developed my own business. God started blessing me. I became very proud. Not afraid of anybody. At last God catch me. In January 22nd, 1993 I was admitted to hospital for some heart problems. A thought of death came to my mind. I cried with a sincere heart, if there is a God existing heal me today. If I die today definitely I will be lost. God, give me a chance to know you, your existence and to know the truth.

With Gods grace I am miraculously healed. I got my life back. God's Holy Spirit is able to enter into each and every part of our blood cells.

As per my commitment I Started searching God, other religions, the word surrender, the death of Jesus for our remission of sin, resurrection, eternal life etc., When I was searching to know God, so many doubts came to mind. I struggled almost for 3 months with confusion in mind. But Holy Spirit clarified all my doubts. In between God arranged so many mediators to clarify my doubts. By hearing Jesus name or birth in Christian family is not the answer for salvation or eternal life. There is no difference between others and you being Christian by birth. In this stage you are worldly like others. But anyone in spite of his religion, if root a relation with Christ that is the beginning. I started reading all religious books in search of thirst for God. But my soul is not satisfied.

At last my search came to Bible. That was the real time when I sincerely started reading bible. There is a quote in proverbs. "Those who seek me, will find me". When I started reading the Gospel of St.john small tiny lights started twinkling in front of word of God. Definitely it was the work of Holy Spirit. That experiences are lasting till today. Always I find these type of tiny lights in the form of stars move around me. It is a wonderful experience. I found great relief while reading bible. I felt like God is personally talking to me.

Based upon the findings of the Bible,at last I decided to surrender my life to Jesus. I wanted to invite Christ into my heart. I cried like a child, who lost his loving mother."Jesus, come to my heart, forgive my sins, I believe you died for me". I brought all my sins in front of Jesus and asked to forgive me. That day Jesus did not come to my heart. I did not feel any change in me. The emptiness of heart was not filled. I felt very bad. Again for few days I cried before Him and asked Him why you are not coming to my heart?

At last Holy Spirit revealed to me the reason. Still dirt was there in my heart. I had enmity with 3 people and I had some documents kept secretly with me as a future security against one person in case he creates any problem to me. God's Holy Spirit revealed to me this is not right. I met all the 3 guys and reconciled with them. And I destroyed that secret document also.

That night was a wonderful night in my life. Again I went back to Christ for surrender. I started crying before Lord. Tears started flowing into my cheeks continuously. I bawled like a baby. I cried like I'd never cried before in my life. I cried like a man whose heart has been broken and of course, that's just what was happening. When I finish all I felt a sudden release of tension, and burden from my body. My body became light. I felt like sailing in the atmosphere. My life melted down and transformed into a new creation. Peace entered. With a great relief I went to sleep. Within a minute I became unconscious. I don't know what was happening to me. My lips started uttering a new language. I heard the sound of heavy wind blowing into my room. A light came towards me and touched my forehead. Immediately I got up from my vision. Yes, my surrender was complete. I experienced the Holy Spirit entering into my soul. Really it was astonishing. Later I took baptism. Baptism is not only essential but it is also an outward expression of an internal change. It is commandment of God.

Now I am not afraid of death. Because my foundation is strong and confirmed. I am trying my best to be holy. God has brought me here in Middle East to discipline my self. He taught me so many lessons with various incidents.

Dear friend, just think where you will be if you die today. Is it possible to die and see? Thank God, Jesus is not yet come, and you are still alive. Take a decision right now. Today is the day of salvation. We don't know what will happen tomorrow. Remember that our surrender should always be unconditional. Jesus will not enter into a heart if we keep something for us. Don't keep condition to Christ to come to your heart.

My everything is Jesus. He is king of my heart. Always I think about Jesus. You can share with me your burdens. Are you blessed with this testimony? If so spread this testimony to others.Be a partaker in spreading the good news of salvation.

If you have any suggestions / clarification contact me at livetestimony@yahoo.com

Yours in Christ

Simon


Name:
Dave
Location:
PA

Testimony

I thank God that He has led me in my life, and that He gives me the strength to trust Him in everything. Praise the LORD!


Name:
Marilyn V.  Harris
Location:
LaFollette, Tenn.

Testimony

I am in recovery from Surgery. I had to have almost my entire Tyroid removed leaving 1/3inch in hopes that it would function enough to keep me from taking Thyroid Medication, thus far it has not, and I am presently on Medication. I had Surgery October 3, 2000. I had 2 Masses and a Cyst that consumed the Entire Thyroid. Mind you, this knowledge and finding of this, was in just a matter of days prior to the Surgery itself! Everything was moving so quickly and so rapidly for me, that I felt as though I was frozen. The words that I was hearing, all the tests, reading all the reports for myself, looking at the X-Rays myself seeing these things that had invaded my body and hearing that it was leaning more to Cancer than from it, was un-explainable! My entire World was changed in a matter of minutes. I do believe the Doctor, the Radiologist and the Nuclear Radiologist was a bit surprised with my reaction or some how expected more from me, and I guess, I too was surprised at myself, as well in one sense, but I was overwhelmed with such a feeling of "Peace" that enen I can not explain. I was receiving assurance from the Holy Spirit, that "There was nothing that Jesus and Me could not face together!" The Assurance that I felt and Knew at the Moment that I was Not Alone is un-descibable! I have no Words that can even begin to explain it. The Doctor and Nurses would make comments to me when I would go back to the Office like; "You are Handling this so well!" But, you see, I learnt along time ago, the hard way to Never Walk in Front of my Lord! That He was and is still the same Jesus that spoke Peace to the Waves during the Storm and they ceased and became peaceful. That's what He's done for me! All the way up to when they took me into Surgery. I had this un-desribable Peace! As I looked at the Surgeon, who came and spoke to me before the surgey, I noticed his Hands and then his Face and I was unable to speak with my mouth, but I remember tears coming down from my eyes and realizing this was the first time I had cried since all of this. The Doctor and the Nurse who was with him, handed me a kleenex and I felt as though they were sord of relieved to see me finally react to this whole thing. But, little did they know, it wasn't that at all. It was because, from my Heart, words were being spoken to the Lord, to guide the surgeon's hands and the Lord, who gave this Surgeon the Gift of Knowledge, to be able to perform my surgery. I was Thanking Jesus for being with me and Thanking Him for the Peace that He has given me and the Knowing, with all certainty that with and through Him, we can face anything. I totally gave Him everything and little did I know that there was a Miricle in the Making for Me, Marilyn, TODAY! My Prayers had been Heard and Already Answered, even before the Surgeon got to me! There was NO CANCER! The Doctors Could not Believe It and still Cannot, and Say to me that: "All they can say is that it is A MIRICLE! I am praising My Lord, Jesus, who is worthy to be Praised and Giving All the Glory to God for All The Good Things He Has Done! Thanking Jesus, For those who took my Name and Need unto Jesus, through Prayer and for His Wonderful Answering of Prayer! Never underestimate the Power we have through Prayer! I saw this on a Card Yesterday: Thou who hast given to me so much, Give one thing more-A Grateful Heart! Just to be able to be here to be able to share the Goodness of my Lord, and be able to share this Thanksgiving with my Family is more Joy than my mere words can even begin to express! Sickness must be Present for Healing! He is Still Lord! Marilyn Harris


Name:
rose
Location:
new london, ct

Testimony

I thank God for his mercy and his grace, inspite of me he continues to stregthen and guide me. I thank him for all he has done I could not tell it all, all he has done for me. I thank him for picking me up when I fall and encouraging my heart that I can make it that I am his child no matter what the enemy tries to tell me. I thank him for his patience and his everlasting love. I thank for being there when no one else was and for his son Jesus Christ because he lives I can live. I thank him for my natural family as well as my church family at Miracle Temple Church. He is truly amazing and all he has done is more then anyone could do here on earth. I thank him for the victory and I thank him for the renewal of my mind, heart and spirit each new day!


Name:
fanette merrett
Location:
stow, oh

Testimony

The Lord has truly blessed me...three years ago my lifestyle lead me to a place that not only caused me shame and guilt but the effect it had on my family was something that I thought would never be recovered. That experience put me in a place where I had to either face it...or die...the Lord took me to a place that was truly the beginning of the best and worst of my life. At that point I could either stretch out and get ready for the exprience of my life that the Lord had preplanned for me or fold up and be lost forever. Now, I do not mean to imply that it was easy or is even easy now, but more than anything, when God showed me first his uncondtional forgiveness, the way to and the necessity to ask for forgivness, no matter how hard or how many times necessary, the true meaning of a father, which i never had and how this was just the crust on the top of what was to come, as far as being pruned for the christian walk. During that time tho I felt shame I never once stopped going to church, he did not allow me to run, but gave me strength climb that mountain. He gave me a spirit of wanting to know more about him and how to face my sister, and family whom I had hurt terrible...he helped me to face issues that had brougt me to the point of shame, scriptures that spoke to me in revelations, and still do...he has taught me that being a christian is a work in progress...and accountablity is mine alone. He has continued to bring people into my life, some that I have helped and some who have helped me...he helps me to keep pride in the right place...and to recognixe when it's getting in the wrong place...he continues to teach me , prune me, and catch me when I fall. But one thing about my life has never been the same, and will never be the same. I am now struggling with an issue which he has previously delivered me from, the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak...he is bringing me messages that remind me of where he has delivered me from: David, Solomon, the prodical son, Joseph the man of the coat of many colors and as He would have it these messages, Thank you Holy Spirit, were brought the me the same time of year three years ago...my message of today is: All things work together for good to them that love God, and are called according to his purpose...Thank you for this opporunity to share this breif testimony...God Delivers and Satan attempts to Defeat...But, when the Student is ready...the Teacher will appear.


Name:
Treva
Location:
Virginia Beach, Va.

Testimony

I am grateful because I'm a recovery crack addict alive only by the Grace of God. With God and turning my will over to him anything can be accomplished. I always had money which we think of as wealth, I know different today. My wealth comes from God's love through others. I'm thankful for the road I have traveled whether it was rough or not because I am now closer to God than I ever have been. I have a testimony to share in hope to bring others to Him.


Name:
Donna
Location:
Georgia, USA

Testimony

My husband and I only had 30$ left to our names..no checking, no savings, nothing but FAITH..we knew we had to give the 30$ for tithes in church the next day..we discussed what we were going to do..we both decided there were no more discussing the matter..the 30$ would go to tithes instead of groceries or diapers for our 1 year old son and/or our 2 month old son..we knew God would meet our needs..that afternoon a lady from our church came to inquire about a sofa we had been trying to sell for about a month or two..she ended up buying it for 50$..the next day we gave the 30$ and still had 50$ left over from the couch..God hears, God answers..Donna


Name:
Loreal
Location:
NH, USA

Testimony

I "let go and let God" as they say in alanon. My husband and I walked out of divorce court with a second chance. He's been enrolled in an outpatient aa program. The judge came out and spoke to us, shared his experience w/aa and even asked about our children. I never thought I'd feel like giving this marriage another chance, but somehow God turned those resentments around. The problems haven't disappeared just because he is sober. We have a lot of work to do. I know God will see us through.

Loreal


Name:
Frank Serrano
Location:
Davie, Fla

Testimony

Im glad for God never giving up on me, for calling me out of darkness into his marvellous light, for loving me, my wonderful wife Leeisa, and my children Celis, Isabel,and Rachel. For giving me the victory over the things that I tried to quit but could'nt and giving me a new life. I half to give thanks to my Lord and Saviour every day of my life for freeing me of the bondage of sin. Ill follow you forword for the rest of my life,never backwards, Thankyou Jesus


Name:
Karen
Location:
Warminster, PA, USA

Testimony

GOD IS AWESOME! I see him directing my path everyday. He sends me messages through people I meet each day. He opens doors. I have to keep my eyes open and my ears open. Sometimes I don't realize why someone came in to my life until days and weeks later. When I think back all I can think is Wow! God is so AWESOME. Watch and see. He is with you always.


Name:
Hannah
Location:
Naples Fl America

Testimony

Every night I pray to god and the next day all of my wishes come.


Name:
Renee
Location:
Brooklyn, NY

Testimony

I always believed that there was a God, but I did not understand God and his plan. That is until circumstances led me to work with a lady who enlightened me to Gods' will. I had a lot of questions, and was confused about a lot of things, but day by day she enlightened me in the calmest way to the Big Picture of life, which is the ultimate choice between choosing life and death. She came into my life at the right time because I was a foot away from darkness, that darkness was ongoing promiscuity and an alternative lifestyle. Even though I finally understood Gods' plan. I struggled with myself to do the right thing, because it's hard to give up bad habits overnight. But here I am, a year and a half later and am so happy to have God in my life He is my lord and personal saviour and I get emotional when I think about how great he is. I have cut off alot of people I used to deal with, my co dependent behavior is gone and its no thing to do whats' right now. My eyes have been opened and I see so many lost souls. Mnay people go through their whole lives being lost. But I thank God for finding me at the young age of 21. I have chosen life, thank you Jesus.

I am working on a new e-mail address, but if anyone as any questions or comments, I will be so happy to help. Feel free to write me at: 3835 Richmond Avenue Staten Island, NY 10312

God Bless You...


Name:
Renee
Location:
Brooklyn, NY

Testimony

I always believed that there was a God, but I did not understand God and his plan. That is until circumstances led me to work with a lady who enlightened me to Gods' will. I had a lot of questions, and was confused about a lot of things, but day by day she enlightened me in the calmest way to the Big Picture of life, which is the ultimate choice between choosing life and death. She came into my life at the right time because I was a foot away from darkness, that darkness was ongoing promiscuity and an alternative lifestyle. Even though I finally understood Gods' plan. I struggled with myself to do the right thing, because it's hard to give up bad habits overnight. But here I am, a year and a half later and am so happy to have God in my life He is my lord and personal saviour and I get emotional when I think about how great he is. I have cut off alot of people I used to deal with, my co dependent behavior is gone and its no thing to do whats' right now. My eyes have been opened and I see so many lost souls. Mnay people go through their whole lives being lost. But I thank God for finding me at the young age of 21. I have chosen life, thank you Jesus.

I am working on a new e-mail address, but if anyone as any questions or comments, I will be so happy to help. Feel free to write me at: 3835 Richmond Avenue Staten Island, NY 10312

God Bless You...


Name:
Renee
Location:
Brooklyn, NY

Testimony

For the above mentioend address, the entire address is: 3835 Richmond Avenue Apt#203, Staten Island,NY 10312.


Name:
Jennifer
Location:
Vancouver

Testimony

I "have two children and" am a single mother. Their father is now with another woman who also has two children from him. My children are ages 5-year-old and 10 months old. The other woman has a, one and a half year old and the next is 4 months old.

How I got my strength to overcome pain and sorrow was to let go and let Jesus take care of things I couldn't handle on my own. I'm not married to him and neither she is. My 2nd child named Jeremiah, because God has a plan for me. Jeremiah 29:11

Praise the Lord! I no longer feel like a sex object and very happy to get out of sexual immorality.


Name:
Joyce C. Lock
Location:
USA

Testimony

$ Financial Freedom $

Having been raised/programmed with all the principals of a virtuous woman, Granny also lived in our home (a survivor of the Great Depression). Additionally, with four siblings, eight to nine people lived in our house at any given time. Parents being in mission work, we were also the 'home away from home' for uncounted numbers of people and missionaries.

Every which way I turned, there were lessons on being frugal - for which, funds always stretched just a little further. Also being first born, I was the closest to a big brother there was in our home. It seemed normal to carry over roles of caretaking/protector responsibilities into adult life. Neither did it help that the man I married came from a well-to-do family, for which we would not be accepted due to our financial standing.

Having already come through an abusive relationship, I concluded that if I just did all the right things, I'd never have to live like that again. Unknowingly, I placed myself in captivity to legalism.

Thus, from a variety of sources and pressures, I became a work-aholic. Religious training didn't afford the option of working outside the home. But, it did provide perhaps every feasible thing imaginable to save or make money while at home.

Among feats of putting in 16 hrs. per day for 16 yrs; I was a foster parent to 12 children, a piano teacher, a baby-sitter, a professional rebater, groceries were not bought without a double coupon (stores hated to see me coming and I hated going - $369 worth of groceries for $53 & then to come home and match rebates was more work than any laundry day I ever saw). I held yard sales, sold craft items, even collected people's left over rummage. Being an idea person, there was no end of ways on how to turn nickels into dimes. If my husband so much as bought a 10 cent candy bar, he was dead meat - as 'spending money' just wasn't there.

I could keep a column going on how to make a Kleenex last for two uses; how to reuse scrap paper; how to make your own Christmas post cards and name tags; how to use your talents to never have to buy presents again; and, what to do with most every piece of trash - besides trash it (to name a few).

In spite of the recession, in every way, we appeared to have 3 times our income. It was impossible to make a budget with funds that weren't there and no one was the wiser. Through the years, what seemed never ending was being slammed (financially and otherwise) to such a degree that - before we could get up from one crisis, another would hit. And, no matter what image we could portray, it was never enough to become worthy in my husband's family's eyes.

Then came the day a friend, from our church, offered to do some remodeling for us. He needed the money, and we could get projects done due to the cheep rate he offered. We'd also seen that he was capable of doing good work.

It was a long story that ended with the interior of our house looking like a construction demolition sight, leaving us; $30,000 in debt for mostly destroyed materials, with an estimate of $240,000 in repairs and replacements, attorneys who wanted our case but said 'you can't get blood our of a turnip', an insurance agent and an insurance adjuster who lied & bailed on us, and an unsafe house to live in. In addition, my husband's 15 yr. job was going down the tubes due to the administration's theft of funds. Income, hours, and benefits were being cut left and right. It wasn't even possible to file bankruptcy, as we couldn't afford the price of rent.

The hurt was much deeper than material things. It attacked my identity, took away my cover for a low self-esteem, and left me feeling broken and defiled that such a person we'd cared for, ministered to, and helped had done such a thing.

16 yrs. of labor was gone. I was 16 yrs. older than when we began. Being emotionally beyond spent, I just couldn't do it again. I would have been institutionalized before I'd have gotten up to try just one more time. Finally completely defeated (I guess it takes more to bring down the strong), there was nothing left to do but get on my knees and ask God to give me something to hang on to - as there was nothing left inside of me. I couldn't hang on any more.

God took me down memory lane, reminding me of past experiences ... how we got married anyway, not having found a place we could afford to rent and how God had provided a nice place (based upon our income) within two weeks thereafter ... how when we moved to another state and couldn't find a place to rent that would allow children, he made a way for us to purchase a house we wouldn't have thought we could afford (sellers even helped finance the closing) ... how when we moved into houses that still echoed once we moved in - God filled them. God promised there would be another house, bigger still yet, and that He would do that for us again.

Always knowing in my head that we couldn't even breathe without God, I had found it difficult to give God all the credit in my heart - being that I'd worked sooooo hard! I saw how God had been there when I hadn't recognized it as Him. And, I believed Him when He said He would do it again. (After all, God had a good track record.) So, this time, I did an about face and decided to let Him do it. All along, I'd been carrying a weight that wasn't mine to carry and I was finally giving it back to God. No more ideas, at all. I didn't want that load anymore!!!

With that promised and settled in my heart, suddenly anger overwhelmed me. Once before, already being active in church, the question had come to mind, "What does Satan think we would do if he just left us alone? What is he so afraid of that he just keeps picking on us?" I didn't know the answer but determined I was going to find out and get even. I would take care of God's business and let Him take care of mine. Whatever God had showed me to do, that I'd put off to a better day - I would do. Whatever, God showed me to do now - I would do. Whatever God showed me to do next, I would do. I would do, and do, and do, and do until I found what Satan was so afraid of. And, when I found it, I would do it. Then, Satan would be sorry he ever messed with me!

Suddenly I realized that nothing I'd ever learned in any church, great or small, had taught me how to overcome these battles. When attempting to seek council from those thought to be spiritual, I would be shunned. In time, I came to understand that they didn't know the answers. Thus, I'd learned to suffer such attacks from Satan silently. Verses preached hadn't worked either. They must not mean what people think they mean. Evidently, only God knows how to defeat Satan. I determined that if I sought God's will and instruction on every given matter, it would be impossible to fail - as Satan can't defeat God. Therefore, I decided to erase my training and start over (as a little child, ye must be born again to enter the Kingdom of God) and bring my every question to God.

(I know that's not the way man teaches it - but follow on.)

The law made nothing perfect, but the bringing in of a better hope did, by which we draw nigh unto God.

When verses spoke to me, THEN that was God speaking. And since man's interpretation didn't work, I would research God's word for definition of those words ... soon learning that God is His own best commentator.

Having begun seeing the Bible in a new way, I'd search like a detective, looking for How-To's (calling them "Master's Tools"). There's a promise of God's Word not returning void. So, whenever we'd be advertising a program or church event, I'd look for a supporting verse to use in the advertisement.

Then, without proper tools to find a verse I needed, I spent two weeks, 14 hrs. per day, searching. I couldn't give up, as that would mean Satan had won. God promises if we seek Him with our whole heart, He'll reveal Himself to us. Suddenly the Bible came to life! I could both hear and feel the words! For the first time, I understood the Bible! It spoke to me in my language!!!

For the next several months, I wouldn't put God's word down. There where so many promises, Master's tools, and lessons to be learned - all over the place!

It was so neat!!! God's instruction works! Whatever big or little that I sought God's will on, He blessed! I learned the real meaning of "except the Lord build the house, those who build are laboring in vain - to not take the name of the Lord in vain." I also learned to let Him build mine. God provided and continued to provide tools for me to find deeper things in the Bible, as I was ready to receive them.

In the process of learning forgiveness at a level few have ever known, I came to realize that I was responsible for what happened to my house, that I hadn't sought God's will on it first. God also taught me to know when to hold 'em and know when to fold 'em in terms of being manipulated by people who take advantage. Seeking God in all things became my choice - as only God knows where Satan will be lurking next. Step by step, letting go of things I had been doing to keep financially afloat, I began taking God with me to the grocery store & wherever else I went.

The MOST wonderful thing, in addition to all the things I continued to learn, is this. I grew in a personal relationship, a moment by moment walk with God, engulfed in His love ... and finally came to terms in that I was already accepted by God the moment I received Him into my heart. I am royalty, an heir to the throne, a child of the KING!

In regard to finances, I later realized that Satan had been steeling from us all through the years - even in areas I hadn't recognized. Having once given myself too much credit as perhaps one of the most prepared for being frugal in the world, there were areas I hadn't even seen. Only God can defeat Satan every time!

It took 3 mos. just to clean up the construction mess enough for our house to be safe, though it never got repaired. God gave my husband a new job (at 3 times our income) (at the very same company who'd promised him employment 15 yrs. earlier) and made provisions for finances to get straightened out - one step at a time. However, we ran into obstacles every time we attempted to thereafter hire help & not wanting to start another project without God's blessings, restored finances just got saved instead.

Additionally, just before God replaced lost inheritance and other things that had been stolen from us, He gave me this verse. "And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpiller, and the palmerworm, my great army which I sent among you. Joel 2:25" I had no idea what any part of that verse meant at that time. But, I knew God had just promised to replace ALL that Satan had stolen from us throughout the years. Tears flowed with Joy at the awesome love of God! It was more than I'd hoped for and more of God than I had ever dared dream.

It has been 7 years since this part of my spiritual journey began. We've been free of financial bondage for a very long time now. And if not really that long, perhaps the memory has faded. God answered me in the joy of my heart. He set me free! I haven't seen anything since that was enough temptation to ever go in debt again. And, the growth with God has been wonderful! As painful as the transition was, it was well worth getting to know Him in a more personal way.

The house God promised, that day on my knees, we recently paid cash for (paid in full). Not only did we get three times our income, but again we live in a house that is three times greater than our income would afford & is more than we ever expected to have in our lifetime, only by the grace of God! Over 3,300 sq. ft., I have no doubt but what God will fill it again. God was more interested in cleaning the inside of the cup first - making it healthy and whole. And when that's done, He owns it all!!!

Having learned appreciation for the verse "he learned obedience by the things he suffered" ... when our thoughts aren't lined up with who God is and His perfect will, we're not in our right mind. Everything God asks of us will prove to be for our benefit, every hard lesson learned will turn to glory. The battles are in the mind. To take Satan by force and get our mind back, we have to start all over and come as a little child. The greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven are the children. In all things, God is our strength and OUR GOD REIGNS!

May you find the Peace that only He can give.

In His name,

by Joyce C. Lock

He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. Matthew 10:39


Name:
Joyce C. Lock
Location:
USA

Testimony

A Promise Fulfilled

As young people often tend to feel invincible, my daughter would be employed two and three places at a time. Being born flat-footed, her feet didn't always cooperate.

In time, x-rays proved her bones had actually moved to where they were laying side by side (instead of on top of each other). Additionally, there were bone spurs.

Joints throughout her body would swell, and doctors had failed in diagnosing it. Shoes often created too much pain to wear. Medical tests required funds that were otherwise needed.

Becoming a common thing for her to run to the basement to put clothes into the dryer, only to find her sitting at the bottom of the basement steps crying (not being able to climb back up the stairs), we began to supply a wheel chair for outings.

Having no insurance and two young boys to provide for (not being able to take 6 mos. off work), God would provide her with feet just long enough to finish a shift.

Though having been a person with a heart for the needs of others, she was never able to manage her own spiritual walk.

Finally realizing God had allowed this to physically happen, so we'd realize her spiritual condition was an infirmity, I began to research scripture.

If two shall agree on earth as touching any thing that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven. Mt.18:19

The verse God gave us was this ...

"Make straight paths for your feet, lest that which is lame be turned out of the way; but let it rather be healed." He.12:13

Receiving that verse as God's instruction to teach the straight gate, she then began to walk both spiritually & physically.

Setting out to fulfill the required condition, we focused on listening for God and receiving His every next step of instruction - to not follow the laws in ink, but seeking to know God's heart.

Already knowing she had the gift of prophecy, her abilities became more refined. As long as her focus was on God, she'd continue improving. Seeking God with your whole heart, He reveals himself to you. Je.29:13 A few months into this journey, and she began experiencing God in newfound ways.

The following months were so exciting, she could hardly put God's Word down! She'd say, "Oh, this is so neat! I have to tell you what I found! I finally understand this!" ... as the phone would ring all hours of the night (being about to burst just to tell the wonderful truths of God).

From the day God began revealing Himself, she's had no desire to turn back ... and has had to separate from whomever would hold her to the Biblical laws (as both physical and spiritual conditions otherwise begin deteriorating).

There's no medical explanation as to how it's possible for her to walk, as surgeries were never done - or bones healed. Today, she is a walking testimony (both spiritually and literally) that you 'can' walk, if you keep your eyes on God. He isn't dead. He'll tell you when and which laws apply to accomplish His purpose.

God kept His word ...

If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. 2 Ch. 7:14

As the ability to stay home with her children was thereafter provided for, God even fulfilled a promise that wasn't sought.

Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, if any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him. Ep.3:20

But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed. Ja.1:6 And whatsoever we ask, we receive of him, because we keep his commandments, and do those things that are pleasing in his sight. I Jn. 3:22

And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask any thing according to his will, he heareth us: And if we know that he hear us, whatsoever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of him. I Jn.5:15

by Joyce C. Lock


Name:
Joyce C. Lock
Location:
USA

Testimony

Awe, Perfect!

Every so often, I enjoy browsing through Christian Book Stores just to read their wall hangings. It draws me to worship. Yet, no matter how beautiful, either the color or wood tone doesn't coordinate with my home furnishings. Thus, coming home empty handed is the norm.

Through the course of conversation, a friend gave me the idea to frame my poetry. What a Godsend! There is a way to decorate my house as a testimony for God after all!

For the next few months, every piece of paper caught my attention - from cards with framed messages (making beautiful borders) to designed stationery (for backgrounds) to picture posters (creating otherwise more expensive large wall hangings). Each and every creation is one of a kind. There's even a grouping of family photos, with one frame out in front that says, "Our God Reigns". My house is growing to be a visible expression of my heart. Isn't God wonderful!?!

However, there was just one snag (an object lesson, if you will).

In purchasing a picture of a temple garden with doves; no verse, poem, or saying had been included. It needed something more to mark its' religious significance. Not having before realized; doves are no longer easy to find in the stores. My husband helped search until we found enough pieces to complete a wall, shelf, and table grouping.

A poem was to set in the midst, to tie this grouping together. More than a half dozen changes in the framed poem occurred before I was satisfied with its' wording. Then, the materials used in the frame changed more times than I can count. It was a chore ever coming to the place that poem, fonts, paper, ink, color, background, and frame all worked together like it should. Eventually, the right combination came together that left that feeling of 'awe, perfect'. Concluding that this framed creation was never going to get any better than that, I vowed to never touch it again. Finally!!! I was glad that was over!

Then one day, while on vacation, I came across a gorgeous handcrafted Canadian resin dove frame. It was twice what I wanted to pay. How could I be sure if it were a perfect match, being several states away? After having labored over the decision, I concluded that I might not get another chance for a frame like this again.

Once home, I set the frame with the grouping to see how it might look. Still uncertain, after hesitation, I took apart my framed work, transferred it to the new frame, then set it in place of the original. Awe! PERFECT! It was BEAUTIFUL!!! How could that be!?! I always thought the feeling of 'awe, perfect' was God's way of saying something is just right/complete/as it was meant to be.

"How could that be, God?"

He answered, "See. My 'PERFECT' is even better than yours." And, yes, I did 'see' the difference.

I think God gave me that object lesson as a way of sharing with people something I'd already learned, Except the Lord build the house, those who build are laboring in vain (Ps.127:1). His 'PERFECT' is better than the very best we can do. All our righteousness is as filthy rags until God begins to live through us; trading in our knowledge, thoughts, beliefs, talents, abilities, creativity for His. 'Awe' to know Him! His ways are always 'PERFECT'!!! And, if we'd just let God build our house and His, they'd both be 'PERFECT', too.

by Joyce C. Lock


Name:
Joyce C. Lock
Location:
USA

Testimony

"Baby Steps"

From early childhood, my mother would agree that I was one of the most timid people you'd ever meet.

I was terrified to speak. Outside of family (my comfort zone), I often never spoke.

Hiding behind my husband's coat tail for a number of years, he was good at socializing. I just tagged along. Were it not for him, I'd have never gone in the first place. I would have been too frozen to speak. Having him around took a lot of pressure off me. If I thought of a few lines, fine. But, otherwise, I could enjoy following as he mingled among the people, with maybe an occasional smile or two.

When the opportunity came to not have to play the church piano or organ, but to finally get to sing in a church choir, I was so grateful. Though I couldn't speak the words, I could share my love for the Lord in song. It wasn't that I never wanted to play again, because I did. It was just that I'd discovered a greater ability to worship, making my heart the instrument.

As years came and went, growing in the Lord, God began showing me prophetic things. Sometimes, those things were so wonderful I'd feel like I was about to burst just to tell someone. When I'd attempt to share, people would immediately quote scripture so fast I couldn't take it all in to even know if I agreed or disagreed with their point. It was so intimidating, I'd close my mouth and just slither away.

When messages came with urgency, I'd have to share 'do or die'. It's God's Word to share such things or the blood will be upon your hands. Yet, because of their unbelief, God gave me a stammering tongue so others wouldn't understand what I was trying to express. It truly became a long term thorn in the flesh. I'd spend hours, days, and weeks (and sometimes even months) just laboring to make one important point in a way that others could finally get it.

Often feeling like I think the Apostle Paul must have felt, excellent in knowledge but rude in speech, my words would often create unintended offences. Being misunderstood became a hurtful way of life. Walking on eggs was a royal pain, mostly on my part - never being aloud to be real. Retreating, I'd often find comfort in expression through pen.

Having had the opportunity of first hand observance of some of the most wonderfully gifted encouragers in the world, and the effect they had to lift up people ... one day, God said, "Now, it's your turn." I couldn't speak! I'd already promised God I'd go where He'd send me, "But, you know I can't speak!!!"

It isn't that I refused to go. I truly wanted to keep my word to God. But, if I walked up to someone - my brain would go dead. Words seemed to vanish. "God, you know that!"

God responded, "Well ... could you say that you like their tie?" I paused, then responded, "It might kill me, but I 'can' say that."

After working up some courage, I walked up to the person God directed me to and said energetically, "I really like that tie!" The guy seemed both startled and surprised, as if no one had ever given him a compliment. He gave a big smile, but his 'thank you', seemed to be the only thing he could figure out to say (as if he'd never had opportunity to say it before).

Shew! I was glad that was over.

God showed me a lady, wearing a red dress. Passing in a church crowd, I made mention of how nice that color looked on her. Her face lit up and her mouth flew open. But, no words followed. It was as if no one had ever noticed before. She was both pleased and speechless. But, moving on through the crowd, it didn't leave time for her to feel pressured to respond. Though just for a brief moment, it felt good to have made a difference.

Then God said, "See that lady over there? Go say something nice to her." 'Something nice' means I'd have to figure out what the compliment is. I looked and saw she was wearing a pretty broach. I had the first line, but she filled in all the rest. It's just amazing how people's faces would light up when someone acknowledged their presence. All I had to do was speak first, then we'd find amazing things to discuss.

Oh, man. This was so cool! Just say something to the person in need that God shows you and stand back and see what He does with it. (Faithful is He who called you, who also will do it.) Hey! God's Word works!!!! And sometimes, all they need is someone to care that they came.

I was getting pretty good at this. Man this was a breeze. Just about that time ... God upped the ante.

"Now, I want you to go say something spiritual." Oh, no! Of all things, this would be harder. "Bubububut, God, you didn't tell me what to say!" "Observe," He said. "Find something nice to say about their ministry."

Every time I'd get comfortable, God would say, "Let's learn something else."

(Once, years ago, I was in a crowd and someone came from behind and touched my shoulder to get my attention. Feeling something spiritual happen from head to toe, I immediately had to turn and see who it was that touched me. It was so awesome, I never forgot it. The only explanation I know of is that his spirit transferred to mine.)

Again, God sent me with a message to another lady, before church was to start. This one wasn't even a really big deal. It was just something she needed to be informed of. But, she had a crowd gathered as she stood gabbing about the weather. I waited patiently for at least 10 min. and it was almost time for church to start, still not having gotten her attention.

I asked God what I was suppose to do. He said, "Remember the touch? Now it's your turn. Reach up and ever so gently place your hand upon her shoulder, then wait for her response."

The lady finished her sentence, turned around and spoke to me in such a spirit, I think my knees almost melted. She ministered to me in such a miraculous way, I was in awe. Her speech instantly moved from insignificant to spiritual. It was so wonderful that I turned to see if anyone else had seen it. I almost said out loud, "Did you see what God just did!?!" But, they didn't see. The crowd had vanished. They'd missed a blessed opportunity to witness the Power of a Touch.

In big ways and little ways, I began practicing the things I'd learn. Whenever I couldn't remember someone's name, which was most of the time, if I so much as tapped their shoulder, they'd greet with an instant smile. I'd say, "Hi", to people on the street - something they hadn't heard since years gone by (unless they'd visited the South). I'd look to notice little things, in letting others know their ministries were appreciated.

There's a verse that says the giver receives the greater blessing. I found it to be very true, as these people would begin ministering to me! And, as someone would begin to care about them, they were in turn multiplying seed by caring about others.

My youngest daughter once said, "Mom, that is so weird, walking up and talking to and helping people you don't even know." Could it be that this very thing of encouraging others could even be contagious on the streets? I don't know, but people are a lot kinder in our local stores than they were just a few years ago.

I never was able to be an encourager in the same way that others were. But, God didn't call me to be someone else. And with each new step, I learned something wonderful about God.

Next, He sent me to a visitation training program. Then I knew God had lost His mind! But, I'd already promised I'd go wherever He called and I'd already gone farther than ever imagined. (I didn't say I didn't dread it though.)

But, much to my amazement and appreciation, God didn't make me learn all the perfect quotes and memorizations. I didn't have to practice how to intimidate other people with scripture.

I failed the course, was accused of not submitting to authority, and was asked to leave the class. God never promised there would be no pain. But even amidst a hurt greater than I had ever known inside a church, not even good enough to serve God, He gave me a very special promise. The words He'd written upon my heart, He would bring to remembrance whenever I needed them.

God had something different in mind for me to learn ... how to minister, looking to the needs of their heart. In my weakness, God became my strength. And, I finally learned to speak by taking Baby Steps.

God doesn't call the equipped. He equips the called. I Co. 1:27-31

by Joyce C. Lock


Name:
Candice L. Hawkins
Location:
USA

Testimony

John 3:16 ~ a verse I memorized as a child ~

Recently, this verse had real meaning to me. For God so loved me, He sent his son, Jesus, to die for my sins ... so that I may have eternal life. Jesus' death has allowed me to have life. A life free from myself, my sinful ways that would only lead me straight to a fiery hell.

God's love allowed me to be saved. 'Saved' in all sense of the meaning. It's an over powering realization that God loves me that much.

I challenge anyone who doesn't already have this understanding to realize that God loves you that much, too. Once you can come to the realization of just how much God really does love you, your heart is filled with so much love, joy, and peace. It is so wonderful! No matter what ones past is, God accepts us all. He loves you so much that he allowed His son to die, so that you may live.

Thank you Lord for the gift of your love.

by Candice L. Hawkins


Name:
V. Oranell Cupp
Location:
USA

Testimony

The Accident That Was No Accident

It was October 9, 1964 (a chilly autumn night). We were traveling from our Gas City, Indiana home. Destination; Corbin, Kentucky, where my mother lived ... going home for the weekend.

(Three weeks prior, Lawrence, my husband, had purchased a brand spanking new Chevy. Wouldn’t you know ... our first new car. It was powder blue, Lawrence’s favorite color. So right was the color, that in eleven years of marriage, anytime he would buy me or one of my four daughters a new dress, it would be some shade of blue. But then, we each had a fair complexion and blue eyes. Blue certainly did us justice.

Lawrence and I had planned to make this trip two weeks earlier. Then, of all things to happen, I broke my lower dentures. Chomping on ice, as was a hang-up of mine, my lower teeth just cracked right in the middle. I just didn’t want to be seen all weekend without my teeth, much less try to eat without them. Thus, we put off the trip.

Then a strange feeling came over me, a thought I cared not to think about. Sharing this with Lawrence, "Honey," I said, "You know, the Lord may have just spared our lives this weekend."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well I don’t know, with us not being able to go and this funny feeling I have," I replied.

As you might expect, we dropped the subject. But, as the days passed, it kept weighing upon my mind. At that time, I really didn’t understand the fear that possessed me.)

Looking back though, it seemed to begin about seven months before. Lawrence and I were members of the First Southern Baptist Church, Marion, IN. We were just ordinary members. Lawrence was the Sunday School Secretary and I had complete charge of the Nursery, which had been my privilege for three years.

Since I love babies, it seemed quite fitting. But, teach? Not me! In reading my Bible, it might as well have been Greek or Hebrew. I’d have understood about as much. Reaching the conclusion that God gave some the ability to teach and some He didn’t, I decided I was one of the majority ... the ones He didn’t. Having been taught, as long as I could remember, that God had given everyone a talent and that it was up to each one of us to find that talent ... I had a problem. Look as I might, I couldn’t find mine. Then one Sunday afternoon, in March 1964, (the church having scheduled an associational missions conference) a minister from Ohio spoke to us. Emphasizing the importance of people seeing the need for missions in Indiana ... he referred to many communities which didn’t have a Southern Baptist witness.

(Remembering visitation in the Gas City area, I knew there was no Southern Baptist Church there. In the homes that we’d visited, we found people just wouldn’t travel very far to attend church. As I’ve been told ... people wouldn’t cross a river, railroad, or a major highway to go to church. They proved that to be mostly true.)

The minister continued on, hoping God would speak to some hearts to begin mission work in our neighboring communities. As he spoke, I felt a tug in my heart; desiring to start a mission somewhere. I t never even once entered my mind that I knew nothing about mission work.

As the invitation was given, he asked for any to come forward who had a decision to make: salvation, rededication, the Lord leading them in mission work, or any other decision. I stood there wanting to go forward so badly, yet thoughts kept entering my mind, "You are married. You can’t start a mission by yourself. Lawrence must have a desire also." So, I decided to wait and talk with him.

A little bit hesitant but finally approaching him, I asked, "Honey, have you ever thought you might like to start a church?"

He looked at me as though he was thinking that very same thing, also answering, "Yes, a little, I guess. It would be nice."

Then the flood gates burst. I shared with him how I had wanted to go forward during the invitation and how I thought I’d like to start a church. We talked for awhile. However, our opinions differed about where to start one. Lawrence thought we ought to go to Swayzee and my heart pulled toward Gas City. Well, as time proved out, we went to Gas City. (I won that one.) We talked about this more as the days went by and two weeks later, Lawrence and I went forward during an invitation to surrender for mission work.

As it happened, our pastor and his wife left the church to become our area missionary; leaving the First Southern Baptist Church, Marion, IN, without a pastor for several months. Fill-in preachers, within the state, spoke as was available.

As one visiting minister began his sermon in Genesis, my mind began to wander (as it usually did). Very seldom did any speaker hold my attention for very long. I would try to pay close attention. But in spite of myself, eventually my mind would trail off. Then suddenly, I heard something. The preacher read, "Now the works of the flesh are made manifest, which are these: adultery, fornication, uncleanliness, lasciviousness, idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, variance, emulations, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies, envyings, murders, drunkenness, revelings, and such like: of the which I tell you before, as I have told you in time past, that they which do such things shall not inherit the Kingdom of God," (Ga. 5:19-21). Sitting there thinking about what he’d just said, it bugged me. I thought that it might be so in most cases ... but Christians aren’t perfect.

Recalling how I had been saved and baptized when I was twelve years old, I’d never held any doubt to that fact. I had sinned. I wasn’t perfect. But, to not be saved, well ... this was one case that scripture did not apply. I let these thoughts drop, not allowing myself to think anymore about it.

The next few weeks went on as usual, with a different preacher each Sunday.

Then, as my mind began wandering again, I heard something which made me sit straight up in my seat.

The minister read, "Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the Kingdom of God? Be not deceived: neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, not effeminate, nor drunkards, nor revelers, nor extortioners shall inherit the Kingdom of God," (I Co. 6:9).

Man, I felt like that preacher could see right inside me. He seemed to be picking me out of the entire audience and giving me the whole load of the sermon.

I said, "But Lord, I am saved!"

I went home, not being as comfortable as the weeks before. Then I convinced myself that Satan was trying to get me to doubt my salvation. After all, hadn’t I surrendered to mission work? This was just one of his tricks.

(In the meantime, we had put our house up for sale. Lawrence and I felt we needed to live in Gas City in order to be effective there. We would get the daily newspaper and look over the ad section day after day. Making several trips to Gas City, we’d just drive around trying to find a house, but to no avail. There seemed to be nothing available that was adequate for a family of six, with room to start church services. Our house didn’t sell. Lawrence, having a business head on him, decided we couldn’t buy a house without selling the one we had. Convinced that we could, I suggested the idea of renting our house to meet mortgage payments until we found a buyer.

In months that followed, there were many heated discussions on this subject. Still not finding a house, once more, we decided to try driving through Gas City. Arriving home about ready to throw in the towel, Lawrence picked up the newspaper. Rumbling through it, as big as life ... there it was!

The ad read, "For Sale, two story frame house in Gas City, 8 large rooms, bath and a half, hardwood floors, new furnace, drapes, walk-in closets, and plenty of storage space, with 1/2 basement. Priced to sell at $11,800." Wow! We knew this was the house just from the ad ... plenty of room and at a price we could afford!

Lawrence immediately called the Realtor. Leaving right then and there to see it, just as we’d suspected, it was the one for us. It just seemed to say, "I’m what you need." We closed the deal on Friday afternoon and moved in the same weekend.)

As months passed, our church was still without a pastor ... having a different preacher every Sunday. Then lo and behold (wouldn’t you know), another minister quoted that same scripture at me! I began to feel a little like I think old Peter must have, you know ... the third time.

I was so thoroughly confused that I didn’t know whether I was saved or not. I knew I needed someone to talk to, but who? We had no pastor and I don’t know if it would have done any good if we had. Having never been accustomed to sharing my problems with a minister, I stewed over it for awhile and finally came to the place that I had to have some peace of mind.

Getting down on my knees beside my bed, I prayed, "Lord, I don’t know if I’m saved or not. But, I repent of my sins and ask you to save me if I’m not." Then, I waited. Nothing happened. I didn’t know whether I was waiting for God to tell me I was already saved or for some feeling to show me He had just saved me.

Looking back, I guess it would have taken an earthquake for me to have understood. Finally, I got up and went on in the same manner I had been ... confused.

Later, I decided I’d ask Lawrence how he knew he was saved. Without revealing my problem, perhaps he would have the answer. So, approaching him, "Lawrence," I asked, "How do you know you’re saved?"

He responded, "If I didn’t know, I’d sure be getting on me knees and finding out!" Wow! I didn’t expect what I got. Then, it dawned on me that he thought I was questioning his salvation. It angered him.

"Well." I thought, "I sure won’t ask you any more," and I didn’t. Now, I realize that it must have been difficult to live with me in those days. Plagued with uncertainty, I’d still fall on my knees (from time to time) asking the Lord to save me.

(As I recall in earlier years of marriage, I’d dreamed several times that Judgment Day had come. Christ had come back for the saved. There was a big lake. On one side was Christ, where all the saved joined Him. On Satan’s side was fire everywhere and all who weren’t saved. I was standing there, at the end of the lake, trying to decide which side I belonged on. Not knowing, this would trouble me.

Then I’d say to myself, "Oranell, get a hold of yourself. A dream is just a dream and nothing more." During times like that, I remember thinking that maybe there was something to the dreams after all.)

Finally, I just gave up and said, "Lord, until such time as you show me if I am saved or not, I will continue doing the work I am doing. I’ll quit if YOU show me that I’m lost, but until then ... I’m not quitting!"

So, this is how I lived until October 9, 1964.

It just so happened that it was my birthday (twenty-seven in fact.) Since our barrel of money was very low (or I should say, "Almost empty"), Lawrence called this my birthday present. I’ll always remember: Lawrence, myself, and our four girls (ages 10, 8, 4, and 21 months) left Gas City - beginning our trip to Kentucky at about 5:00 PM. As was our custom, the girls and I sang a lot. It wasn’t that we were singers. Lawrence just never liked us to play the car radio while driving. It made him nervous. It was a long trip, with small children and nothing to do. We sang mostly religious songs ... songs I’d learned as a child. This was about the only time the girls heard these old songs.

‘Till this day I can not say why but, that night we never did sing, "JUST A CLOSER WALK WITH THEE." (In times past, we’d always sung it while traveling.) How I remember the message it held for me. "Just a closer walk with Thee. Grant it Jesus. This my plea. Daily walking close to Thee. Let it be dear Lord, let it be." Then I’d begin with, "I am weak, but Thou art strong," and on like that. It seemed as though my heart would be crying out for a closeness I didn’t understand. (‘Till this day, I still don’t sing it when traveling.)

At about 7 PM, I got the shock of my life. You would have thought I made connection with electricity. Joyce, my oldest, asked right out of the blue, "Mom, what if we had a wreck and all got killed?" Cold shivers ran up my spine. Of all things to think of!

Finally, I answered, "What do you mean, ‘if we get killed’?"

"Well," she inquired, "What would happen to the mission?" (We hadn’t started it yet. We were just making plans.)

"What do you mean what would happen to the mission?" I answered, still in shock.

"Well," she asked, "Who would start the mission work?"

"Joyce," I responded, "If the Lord wants your dad and me to work in the mission, He will save us for it," carefully choosing my words and speaking slowly so as not to reveal how I actually felt.

Later, stopping at a station to fill up the gas tank, we all made trips to the rest room (so we wouldn’t have to stop again). As we pulled out of the station, for some unknown reason, I fastened my seat belt. I suggested to Lawrence that he do the same, which he did. We’d never had a car with seat belts and, not being in the habit, had never used them.

In a little while I looked down to the floor, under my feet. I saw several pop bottles. Without realizing I was preparing for anything, I gathered them up (including the ones that were in the back with the girls) and braced them under my seat.

It wasn’t long until I was tired of listening to the girls chatter. Having brought pillows to make a bed, I positioned them in the floor between seats. My 10 year old and 21 month old laid down in the back seat and the 8 and 4 year olds lay on the pillows in the floor (soon settling down and drifting off to sleep).

We were traveling on the interstate near Frankfort, Kentucky. (Interstates were new in those days.) It was dark out (no other car lights could be seen) when, suddenly, the interstate ended. Lawrence hit loose gravel. He locked his brakes, trying to stop the car. I sat there relaxed, trusting him (as in the past) to stop just in the nick of time. But as I could see, he couldn’t stop ... discovering later, that loose gravel just speeds up a car.

What does a person think of at a time like this? Seeing what was taking place, I called out, "Lord, help us." (To this day, I don’t know if I said it audibly or not.)

At any rate, I told Him, "Lord, my life is up to You now. There’s nothing I can do," as I was facing what looked like a stone wall.

Hitting the wall with great impact, the car bounced back and hit the wall again and again. All the while, my head was bouncing against the roof of the car like a rubber ball.

Finally coming to a halt, as I well remember in those last few seconds, there was someone sitting next to me in the driver’s seat ... next to my husband. I’ll let you come to your own conclusions there.

Then suddenly, Lawrence said to me, "You and the kids get out of the car. It could catch on fire any second now. Hurry!"

"My girls!" I thought. "My girls! Are they alright?"

I started to turn, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t move my right arm at all. Funny, I never felt my arm hit. Then suddenly a voice spoke to me and said, "Your girls are alright. I spared them because I want them to serve Me."

Relaxed, I called the roll because I couldn’t hear a sound in the back. "Joyce," I called.

"Yes, Mommy," she replied.

"Pam..."

"Yes, Mommy," Pam replied.

"Bonnie..." I called.

"Yes, Mommy," Bonnie answered.

About that time, Patty started crying and they all became frightened, not really understanding what had happened.

"Are you all alright?" I asked.

"I think so," one of them answered, "except, Joyce’s head is bleeding."

Well, that frightened me a bit.

I tried to open the door, but couldn’t. About that time, Lawrence yelled, "Get out of the car!" I replied, "I can’t. I can’t open the door. My arm won’t move." He came around to my side and opened the door. I got out, holding my right arm with my left hand. Then, I got all the kids out and away from the car.

Lawrence concluded that my shoulder must be dislocated.

Within a few minutes, a car stopped. There was a lady behind the wheel, inquiring if she could be of any service. Part of the girls and I got into her car. Jammed as we were, she took us to the hospital. (Lawrence and the other girls waited for the police.)

Remembering trying to pass out, I rolled down the window to let the cool air in (so I could keep my wits about me).

When we got to the hospital emergency room in Frankfort, KY, Lawrence and the other girls had already arrived by ambulance.

As doctors and nurses took charge, they came to me and said, "Here, let me see about you."

"No," I replied, "Take care of Joyce’s head first. I can wait" ... and they did.

Then chilling, I thought I was cold. The doctor said it was shock and instructed the nurse to bring me a blanket.

(Joyce required several stitches in her forehead. Upon examination, the other three girls had just gotten pump knots. As I found out later; Lawrence’s nose and mouth looked roughed up, he’d hit the windshield several times, the steering wheel was bent almost in two - where he had held on, and his nerves were almost shot.)

After most everything else was taken care of with the children, they X-rayed my arm: which when the X-rays came back, orders were given not to move it at all. The major bone was broken in a slant, in the big part of my arm. It was lying right against the artery and main nerve. Any move could sever them. When asked if my arm was paralyzed at the scene of the accident ... for the life of me, I couldn’t remember. The doctor poked pins in me, but not even the slightest sensation was felt.

Soon, Lawrence was given a form to sign for me to have surgery, with plans underway to transport me to the hospital in Lexington.

The doctor wanted Lawrence and the girls to stay over night, at the Frankfort hospital, for observation ... also providing them a place to stay for the night.

Lawrence and I both were under the impression my arm might have to be amputated. Looking at his face, my heart went out to him. I wanted so badly to comfort him. With tears in my eyes and my heart taking over, I said, "Honey, if the Lord wants my arm He can have it. If He sees fit to take my arm, then He has a purpose and a way to survive without it. I don’t know how but, He will."

I couldn’t believe I’d said that. That wasn’t me talking. Something had taken over within me. My right hand was as much a part of me as my head. I never could do anything left-handed ... and I do mean ‘anything’.

Then, being ready to make the ambulance trip from Frankfort to Lexington, they strapped me on a stretcher. The gentleman, selected to ride in the ambulance at my side, was given orders to not let me move - for fear of severing the mechanisms in my arm.

I couldn’t explain what happened to me, but it was as though someone else was in that ambulance. I was just listening. There was such love for God swelling up within me that just simply burst. I told the guy in the ambulance how I loved God, how good He is, that He is wonderful, and of His greatness and majesty. I honestly do not remember all I said, but I rattled on like that for about thirty minutes (or at least the words seemed to be coming from my mouth). Something had possessed me. It wasn’t me at all.

(I had never talked about God like this. Visiting to get people to come to church, I didn’t know anything to tell them about God. That was the preacher’s job anyway. If I could get them to come to church, he could take over. Even though, I couldn’t give them a good reason for coming. I tried to get by with saying that we are supposed to go to church to please God.)

When finally finished, I began to realize that I hadn’t given him a chance to get a word in edge wise. I apologized for monopolizing the conversation.

He responded, "You don’t know what your testimony means to me. You see, I’m a Methodist Minister. I’ve been to seminary and all . I was pastoring a church, when I felt the Lord wanted me to work in the hospital and ambulance service. I see men dying and tell them about the love of God, most of them lying on their death bed cursing me. So, you see, it’s a pleasure listening to you."

Thinking back, if he had asked why I had such love for the Lord, I couldn’t have told him. It was no longer me, but the Spirit which dwelt within me.

I must have passed out because the next thing I remember was ... lying on my stomach with my right arm hanging down while two doctors put a cast on my arm. (They didn’t have to amputate after all.)

When the doctors were finally finished, they took me to my room ... the ‘bone factory,’ they called it. (It was called that because everyone on that floor either had broken bones or some kind of bone ailment.) Arriving in my room around midnight, I was very much awake.

Looking around, I saw an elderly lady in the next bed. She looked to be about 80. Wondering if she was a Christian, my heart started to pound. I thought, "I have to ask her." (It simply scared me to death. The Lord had made it easy for me in the ambulance, but this really frightened me.)

The next morning, I kept lying there trying to get enough courage to ask her if she was saved. I wondered what to say and finally just blurted it out, "Mam, are you a Christian?"

She replied, "Yes, I am," looking kind of funny at me. I laid back on my pillow with such relief.

Then after thinking about it, I wondered, what if she had said, "No"? I didn’t know what I would’ve told her. I’d never ‘tried’ to lead anyone to the Lord, much less actually lead anyone. But then I concluded, I would have said something ... that the Lord would have provided me with the right words.

My doctor came in shortly thereafter, telling me I had a nerve damaged in my arm. The radio nerve (whatever that is) and the ones controlling my fingers were injured. He had no way of knowing if the nerve was cut in two or just injured. The doctor made it plain that it would be two years before I got the use of my arm back, if ever. I was to wear the cast for twelve weeks and sit up while sleeping so the weight of the cast would pull that large bone down to prevent it from growing crooked.

After that, it was bath time. And, not only was my head sore but, I found that I had black and blue marks on both sides. It seemed the seat belts had held me against such force that the belts left my body badly bruised.

A month later, my sides were still so blue they looked freshly bruised . Evidence seemed that had Lawrence and I not had seat belts on, we would have gone through the windshield. The girls, had they not been lying down, would surely have done the same. However instead, they were thrown on top of one another. I would say, the mighty hand of God was protecting us.

A couple of days after arriving at the Lexington hospital, I had a new roommate. (The elderly lady got to go home.) This new lady and I had a ball sharing the Lord with each other. To everyone I came in contact with, I would tell about the Lord. I was as near to heaven, that week in the hospital, as I’ll ever be on this earth ... and loved every minute of it.

When ready to leave, the nurses said that they would really miss me and that I was the ‘life’ of that floor. I really wasn’t though. It was that new person in me, because no one was more surprised than me. I still didn’t understand what had happened to me. But, I praised the Lord for it anyway. Of course, I didn’t stay confined to my room; visiting all the rooms I was allowed in, while sharing this new found joy.

I even got the privilege of sharing with a Methodist preacher who was visiting at the hospital. I decided he was way off beam. He hoped he would make it to Heaven. I felt sure one could know if they were going or not. It isn’t according to how worthy you are.

A week later, I finally made it to Corbin. Lawrence had taken the girls on to mother’s, to stay while I was in the hospital.

Finding out our new car was totaled and that it would take too much to fix it, they gave Lawrence a new one ... only it was green. It was the only one they had on hand.

(It’s surprising how six people came out of that car alive.)

After spending twenty-four hours at mother’s, we headed back to Indiana ... though, not with her blessings. She felt I needed someone to take care of the kids and me. Being as high as I was, I felt we could lick the world as long as God stood by our side.

Arriving back home on Saturday, the first thing that happened, a friend of mine (who was a beautician) came over and cut all the girls hair - so I could comb their hair with my left hand. Already, the Lord was blessing.

I called our pastor (we finally got one) and asked if I could come to church in a house coat ... explaining that I was not allowed to move my arm even to change clothes.

He responded, "Anyone wanting to go to church that bad is welcome, even in a house coat."

For the first time in my life, I really wanted to go to church. I couldn’t imagine not going to church for twelve weeks.

Lawrence and I set out to find something for me to wear to church. We found a duster that was full enough to go over my cast and still button up. Later, a friend took a sleeveless dress and put snaps on the shoulder so I could have a dress to wear to church. Wow! I wore that dress everywhere I went, until my cast was off.

When my family and I went to church that first Sunday, it felt so good to be there. From the beginning of the service, I wanted so badly to get up and testify. I knew full well that our pastor never gave an opportunity for this. I didn’t know what to do because something kept telling me to say something. Once we had sung a couple of songs, the pastor made the announcements.

Then lo and behold, he asked, "Are there any other announcements?"

I leaped to the floor and said, "Pastor, could I say something?"

"Well, ugh, yes," he said.

I testified, "I just love the Lord so much. He has done so much for me. If anyone isn’t saved, you don’t know what you’re missing."

One good old lady, across the isle, spoke, "Amen!"

The pastor never acknowledged either of us ... just continued with the service. Though, I felt such a load lifted from me.

After benediction, this dear lady said she certainly enjoyed my testimony.

My Sunday School teacher suggested that I felt the way I did because I was so grateful the Lord had spared my life. The thought hadn’t occurred to me until she suggested it.

We sure had some hectic days following. Patty, my baby, preferred to go barefooted. You could put her shoes on and, in ten minutes, she would have them off again. It was winter time and I couldn’t let her get sick. Bonnie, my four year old, and I worked out a system. I used my left hand and showed her what string to pull. So that’s the way we kept Patty’s shoes tied.

I even wrote a letter left-handed. It took me hours and still, I’m not sure anyone could read it. Though, I certainly was pleased in that accomplishment.

It also got to the place where I learned to iron a piece at a time. I still couldn’t iron left-handed. Taking my left hand and getting a hold of my right, I placed my right hand on the iron. In about thirty minutes, I could have a pair of trousers pressed.

In months to follow, I was one hand and the girls were my other. I could vacuum, dust, cook, and clean things off things. I also managed while the girls washed the dishes.

(Three weeks after the accident, I was so happy. My previous problem seemed to have vanished. I wondered what happened to them.

Having been hungry inside for a long time and very unhappy, I thought it my destiny to live the rest of my life like this. I couldn’t change all of these people or make them love me. To my surprise, I found no one had changed but me. My entire outlook on life was different. My deepest apologies go to my husband. How he lived with me, I’ll never know. I know I wasn’t easy to live with. Thank God, He made the difference. He didn’t do away with me. He just moved right in and over-shadowed me.)

In the mean time, my bone specialist (who the doctor in Kentucky had referred me to) was looking over my case. He said they could do nothing for the nerve until the bone was healed. Then he’d send me to a nerve specialist in Fort Wayne or Indianapolis. They would do surgery on the nerve and hope it could be mended, depending on the extent of the damage.

In December, 1964, my fingers were becoming fixed. The doctor was afraid I’d never use them again, if they didn’t do something. He sent me to Indianapolis to be fitted for a brace.

They fitted me alright ... right over top of my cast. The little gadgets, with rubber bands that my fingers fit into, kept my finger straight. Using my left hand, I was to pull my fingers down. The rubber band took them right back up. This exercise continued several times a day.

In January, I got my cast off. By that time, I had a little feeling to my fingers. The doctor was amazed. He said that I didn’t know how lucky I was. In his opinion, I hadn’t been the slightest bit concerned, nor did I have a fight at all. He thought I was a lucky lady.

I told the doctor, "I gave the Lord all the credit."

I hadn’t been worried. I was trusting Him to take care of my arm.

"Well," he said, "You can give anybody the credit you want to, but you are (bleep, bleep) lucky. You could have never regained the use of that arm!"

I left his office in tears, thinking, "He may know a lot about bones, but he sure doesn’t have much personality."

Continuing to wear my brace through March, 1965, I was gaining more and more strength and use of my arm.

In January, 1965, we’d begun a Fellowship Bible Class in our home on Sunday afternoon. (The girls helped me keep the housework done. I owe much thanks to them.)

We could see right away that the people weren’t interested in a Bible Class. They wanted preaching. Lawrence and I had talked to the pastor about this. He seemed to think we should stay with the Bible Class.

Just one day later, while studying my Sunday School lesson, a verse in the text just seemed to leap out at me.

The Lord said, "Oranell, do not give up. In due season, you’ll reap the harvest."

Little did I know just how much I’d be needing that reassurance.

Toward the end of the year, our pastor suggested that we drop the whole thing. "It just isn’t getting off the ground," he said. We talked to the pastor about preaching instead. He couldn’t see it. I burst into tears. I was so hurt, I couldn’t help it. Neither could I accept his response without sharing the passage where the Lord had spoken to me. The preacher responded, "Seeing as how you have your minds made up, we will begin in January (1966)." So, that is how the Calvary Baptist Church of Gas City, IN was begun.

I’ve reaped the harvest time after time again.

A couple years after the accident, the mission purchased a church and called a fine pastor.

As we were preparing for a revival, the evangelist (a friend of our pastor’s) shared what he was like before he was converted and also told his conversion experience. As I listened to him, I thought how much it sounded like the experience I’d had with the Lord in the accident.

Thinking about this for several weeks, I wondered if I was saved in the accident. I believe the Lord did show me that I was really saved. Finally, I talked with my pastor about this. He was convinced that I’d drawn a closer walk with the Lord, having been saved when I was twelve. Well, I left it at that.

Then as time passed, when our pastor and his wife left for the Foreign Mission field, we called a another one. This idea kept nagging at me until finally I went to this new pastor and told him the story. He gave me the same answer.

Yet, as much as I wanted to let it drop, knowing I was saved no matter when it happened, it would still come to mind.

I could think back, remembering how I couldn’t teach at all. Then, after the accident, that was the first thing the Lord laid on my heart to do. Believe it or not, it’s exactly what I wanted to do.

Seven years to the day, the anniversary of the accident, I was studying my Sunday School lesson (teaching teenagers; our lesson was from John) when my heart started to pound. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The writer was saying, "Everyone that loveth is born of God and you can know you belong to Christ if you love the brethren." My heart simply leaped. Why, seven years ago is when that took place!

Then, he seemed to say, "We have fellowship with Christ when we are one of His. "Oh, boy! That’s when my fellowship with Christ began!

He topped it off by saying how we would have life abundantly. Man, life abundantly for me began October 9, 1964! I could come to no other conclusion.

Before, God had always seemed to me like He was way out yonder. It was never a personal fellowship and closeness. I thought about this and prayed that the Lord would show me what I should do. I know that the Bible taught obedience in baptism after salvation. But, I had worked in mission work for seven years! What would that look like? What would people say and think?

So, I said, "Okay, Lord, if you want me to be baptized again, I will. If I am to do this thing then, give the pastor this message."

The next morning, He did ... and our pastor did a splendid job. I stood there during the invitation knowing full well I should go up, but I wasn’t through trying to figure it out.

That afternoon, I shared my feelings with Lawrence. He understood, but asked, "After all these years, what good will it accomplish?"

I answered, "Honey, I don’t know except to be obedient.

Two going forward (that night) for baptism, my sister also came forward (to be healed from emphysema). She just knew God wanted to heal her. Well, let me tell you, the angels of heaven rejoiced with us that night!

A young man, of about 24, came forward: a very strong man, weeping, broken; saying he had been saved about three years before, but had been baptized as a young teenager. The pastor, at the time, had mistaken his conversion for rededication and he’d never shared it with anyone. Several were at the altar searching their own hearts and praying. The spirit of God was surely there.

After we went home that night, I said, "Honey, you asked what good would come if I went forward and I answered ‘to be obedient’ is all I know. Well, do you see the good that has come?"

"Yes," he said, "I do."

‘Till this day he still says, "No matter how small it may seem, you never know what good will come of being obedient." He says, "It pays," and it does.

The following Sunday, four others (members of our church) were saved, one of which was my own daughter. The presence of the Lord was evident.

As proof of the healing, my sister had tests run on her. The doctor confirmed that her emphysema had been cured. Her lungs were perfectly clear.

A few weeks later, the Lord laid it upon my heart to speak to my former church and share with them what had taken place in my life. Though scared, I called the pastor and made an appointment to speak to the church. I felt sure there could be some church members that had never been converted. The benefits that come in obeying the Lord is so wonderful, if I could just help reach some searching soul, it would’ve been worth while.

by V. Oranell Cupp

has no email address - this is my mother

THE ACCIDENT THAT WAS NO ACCIDENT

Summary by: Joyce C. Lock

In visiting the scene of the accident, on our way back to Indiana, one could view the many surroundings invisible in the night: the embedded imprint of the never seen original warning sign (which lay on the ground the night of the accident), along with shredded rubber debris ... evidence of a previous accident (occurring the night originally planned to travel); the curved ramp to avoid unfinished interstate road construction (with no clue it would come to an abrupt halt in the midst of a curve facing a rock wall); the road the ramp had been intended to lead us to; and no sign of light or life in sight.

One wonders what happened to the people in the first accident; if they ever knew how God saved them from a two car accident, if their accident might have otherwise turned out worse, or if they even know God ... and, if they do know God, if they know how amazing He is.

Humble beginnings can sometimes grow into a Bible Class, a Mission, and then a Church, and five Christian daughters serving in various areas of ministry... altering people’s present, future, and eternal destination; going far beyond the scene of an accident, creating seed that continues to multiply beyond number.

I wonder how many people know their lives have been either touched, saved, or changed from provisions that were made before their time ... a broken denture, a searching heart, a loving God, and an accident that was no accident.

by Joyce C. Lock


Name:
Joan Clifton Costner
Location:
USA

Testimony

In His Hands

About 1997, my Sunday School class decided our 132 day drought had lasted long enough and we put our chairs against the west wall of our Sunday School room and got on our knees. We prayed to God, our Father, that He would forgive all our sins, cover us over with the blood of Jesus, and hear our prayer.

There were several request that we had. First was the drought. Then, there was a little girl named Emily Laird that had Crone's disease. Next, there was a broken hearted Mother and wife named Brittain whose husband and 3 sons had been drowned in Lake Meredith and the youngest son’s body had been there for about 4 months. I had heard that they were telling the Mother that his body probably would not be found. Also in Peru, hostages were being held; for which the outlook was grim.

We prayed for the rain on Sunday. Thursday we got 6 inches of rain and Saturday we got 2 inches more, which was unheard of in our part of the country! Within ten days the body of Mrs. Brittain’s youngest son was found! Within 2 weeks the hostages in Peru were rescued and only one man died and that with a heart attack - not a bullet.

About 6 months later, I saw the grandmother of Emily Laird and was going to tell her of a new treatment I had heard of on TV for Crone's disease. She stopped me. "Oh, she’s not taking her medicine any more ... she wants chili! She eats anything she wants!"

Then this year, while my husband was in the hospital to have a stint placed in a blockage in his heart, I learned that a young mother from our town was also in the hospital. She was in ICU in a coma, having developed toxemia, being air lifted to the hospital where they took the 2 lb. baby by c-section.

I had been praying for her, but didn’t know her. There, in the hall I met her mother and realized we had exchanged a few words in a store at home. She invited me into her daughter’s room.

The eyes were at half mast. The breathing was in-volunteer. My Heart told me to speak only positive things to this mother - aloud. I said, "Lupe, you will be waking up soon, and you will see your little girl and care for her. God will wake you up and I am going to write your name in my hand and pray for you every time I see it. You know, God has our names written in His hand ..."

Her husband and mother, both, seemed to appreciate the words. They had been standing by for 2 weeks. I saw them in the hospital halls for the next 3 days and each time asked about her, affirming that God was touching her.

The last day we were there, I went again to her room. She had her eyes open wide and was looking from wall to wall, but not really "seeing". Everyone was smiling and we were nodding our heads that God was waking her up. About 5 p.m. I went in again. She had her glasses on and she looked right at me. I was so thrilled, my hands shot up in the air as I said, "Praise the Lord!" She met my hand with a high five that was as solid as if we had been on the basketball court!

How good the Lord is!!! How wonderful his ways! Praise the name of the Lord, our Healer!

In His Hands

In God's great hands, my name is written down; Not lightly, but with bold deliberate strokes: Engraved forever there for me to see One day, when I come home ... Still following the way.

I cannot fathom why the great "I Am" Should plan for me to know His pen has traced The letters of my name (which He knew first) ... Except the joy, the peace, the confidence He has (in wondrous ways) to me dispensed.

For when the tragedies of life contain my name, I say, "He knows and I am not alone. I trust because I know He can't forget. This trial for me is good. He loves me yet."

And so, dear friend, my pen is in my hand. Your name I place upon my palm today. I promise, as I go about my tasks, I'll pray for you each time the Spirit asks.

Sometimes, in gentle gesture, I do close My fingers there (around your precious name) And hold you close, knowing that God Is doing just the same.

Testimony and Poem by Joan Clifton Costner http://www.underhiswing.com


Name:
Ralph F. Kirst
Location:
USA

Testimony

How Pennyman Got His Nickname

Several years ago, I was taking people to and from the airport in West Palm Beach (which is about 75 miles south of here). When I would pull into the parking area, I would say a little prayer, "Lord you know that I don't know the people I'm supposed to pick up. But, You do. I also don't know how much luggage they would have. Will You supply me with a luggage cart?"

Pulling into a place to park, I looked for a cart while I was parking. When I opened the door of the auto, there would be a penny laying on the ground. I would smile, pick it up, and say, "Thank You, Lord."

Then seeing a cart, I knew that God had answered my prayer. There were times when I would pick up the penny, but no cart would be there. I would get on the elevator and ride down; and there would be a cart as the doors opened at the bottom of the run. God supplied me a cart every time!

Having told this at church, they started calling me 'Pennyman'.

This is my poem about 'Pennyman'.

I am only a penny and my value is very small. I am found in many people; some short, some fat, some thin, some tall.

I am kept in many places; in pockets, in purses and sometimes on the ground.

When I'm on the ground, I turn black and green from the rain

and have no value at all. But Wait ... Wait Someone is picking me up and wiping me off.

God is returning me to His service. If pennies could talk, I'd say, "Thank You Lord."

But I am only a penny and my value is very small. Yet, God uses me in His Service for the benefit of all.

Ralph F. Kirst


Name:
Steve Wessels
Location:
USA

Testimony

THE YEARNING

Dedicated to both of my Valentines

I was raised on a farm in East Central Illinois; with six siblings and a father, who, despite all of his great attributes, never once said, "I love you" to any of us. He proved his love with hard work. He just wasn’t a verbal guy. It took decades, and grandchildren, before his tender, affectionate side bloomed. And, the nurturing supplied by a tired mother of seven simply couldn’t make up for a father who never said, "I love you!" or affirmed the worth of his children.

So, as a teen, I grew up yearning for affection; desperately yearning, seeking approval, longing for fulfillment. Would it have made a difference if my father had been the verbal, affectionate type back then?

I also knew that, when I turned nineteen, I would be leaving for Viet Nam. Would it have made a difference in a different generation and time? Was not God in control of my life even then; maybe molding me, even then, to write this prose and other poems now?

Was I really any different from today’s teens?

But, it was not until after I died to my need for affection; that unquenchable, deep, seething fire that Solomon talked about (when by the age of 49, the intensity waned, the desperate longing for a mate flickered … like a slow burning candle; the fire died, the flame went out, the wick no longer even smoldered).

I was finally at peace, completely at peace, forever reconciled with the death of hope that hope I so strongly believed in (that hope and promise of Romans 15:13 where such encouragement lives and has its meaning and purpose … in His time).

The candle of hope went completely out. I was finally At Peace with my earthly sentence; content to live alone with God, content to never again feel someone’s arms around me, to never again hear sweet chatter or laughter or know intimate love, to never again experience the fulfillment and companionship of a spouse, a lover, a friend, a partner, a soul mate, or a house full of children.

I finally gave up The Yearning for a mate; the searching, the prayers, the mourning, the long, desperate, lonely nights, the tears, the years of tears.

It was only after the tears had dried, when I finally understood the depth of God’s yearning for my soul, and I comprehended the full measure of His longing to be my Source, My Companion, my Joy, my Fulfillment, my All. It was only after the candle of my yearning died to all but Him, that He brought into my life that One Special Person, Carol, who by the touch of her hand burned my hand and lit a fuse that sputtered for a week before I found the courage to ask her out for a date.

Then she kissed me and knocked me on my can. You can read "the rest of the story" in An Ode to Carol. And in Such Harmony, and I Never Knew, Cuddles, The Smirk, The Sock, and dozens more poems still welling within.

Today is Saint Valentine’s Day; a special day set aside to commemorate and celebrate the pure love and affection showered by an old man on a young lass through letters about hopes and dreams and virtue and wisdom, and of yearning for fulfillment (the God-given fishhooks of the body and the soul; that pure and holy love, overflowing with satisfaction, of sufficient waters to quell The Yearning, those raging fires within that Solomon so rightly warned us about).

I have found peace here on earth. God brought me Carol as Fulfillment, my Companion, my Soul mate, my Lover, my Partner, my Wife.

As I stop to write about Carol on this Valentine’s Day, and consider my yearning and His Yearning, I thank God. I thank God for His Yearning, for the tears He shed for ME as He silently waited for the death of my hope, as He quietly gathered me into His comforting Spirit-arms and taught me this most difficult and painful life-lesson. I had to completely die to self to live in Him. Only He can truly satisfy The Yearning, for He IS The Yearning. He yearns for us to fulfill us with Himself; His joy, His peace, His Spirit, His blessings, His love.

Isn’t it past time that you, too, surrendered your Yearning to Him, whatever it be? Isn’t He, even now, still in control of your life and mine?

Trust me. He knows how to fulfill us, for He created us. And, He yearns for us far more than we know. For while we were yet sinners, He wept and died for us that we might learn how to die to ourselves that He might become our true Yearning; offering His Peace in exchange for all our heartache and sorrow and tears.

What do we have to lose but our garbage-filled lives? What do we have to gain but His Presence for eternity, with utter contentment midst storms of life … His Peace, which passes all understanding.

Is it any wonder, then, that tears so freely flow when I stand in awe and worship my Creator, Who has so graciously and completely filled that God-shaped canyon of yearning within my heart with Himself AND with Carol?


Name:
Heather Mendenhall
Location:
USA

Testimony

Let me begin by saying that sharing my life story or testimony is scary. Being real and believing that the past is covered by Jesus' blood is what makes this happen without fear. It is my prayer that my lessons of God's love and forgiveness will penetrate others and that anyone that is from my past reads this and understands that deliverance and peace is given to me through Jesus and is available to you also.

Heather's Testimony

Growing up on the "Mainline" in Wayne, PA, was the setting for the years of my life as a small child. I was raised in an upper class family, with both parents home. My father was a jazz drummer and our heritage was from "Scheidt Beer". Mostly, I have memories of parties and dining out at the fancy restaurants as a family. Life was good, as far as a little girl could see.

Ten years went by and the announcement was made that my parents were divorcing. My mother, brother, and I went from riches to pennies quickly. In my mothers depression, she would make a choice that would change our lives forever. Without getting into deep details, this choice would invite drug abuse, alcohol abuse, emotional abuse, sexual abuse, and physical abuse into our lives for years to come.

Through these years, I grew into a controlling, defensive, people pleasing, insecure, hard to confront, co-dependant, would not pursue sex, perfectionist, shame based stoned and drunk person behind a smile and a laugh. Bottom line, I was a mess. I knew I had problems and I would seek professional help that never worked. Instead, I would seek anything that I thought could fix me. That would only lead to more pain in my relationships. Thirty fours years went by, one failed marriage, three children (my daughter is in Heaven now), four step children, one wonderful secure relationship with Jere, and soon I would meet Jesus!

Once a week, I would clean a home that would be playing WDAC, a Christian radio station. While cleaning on those days, I would hear God's word and music. A couple of months later, the Lord knocked and I answered.

He was the answer I was looking for. I could not believe someone so great loved me. I was dirty, an addict, sick, and needed love. When I showed up at the cross, I knew that I had a lot of problems. But, I had no clue what my problem was.

One day, I shared my new life with the lady I cleaned for and asked her for help answering my questions. She had a tape series titled "The Root of Rejection", by Joyce Meyer. She asked if I would like to listen to it. I responded, "Oh, I do not have a problem with that. But, I will take it anyway".

When I was done listening to that, the Lord showed up in such a way That I will never forget. All my problems were rooted in rejection and He was giving me Beauty for Ashes through Him. In that moment, I learned that God hates injustice and wrong doing of evil people, and that He would restore and protect me. But, I had a responsibility to forgive those people that hurt me and let Him deal with them. So, I did.

That was hard because I wanted to blame those people for those lost years and my problems. I had a choice to believe His word and His promises and to believe that I was now forgiven for years of living for the devil ... that the blood of Jesus covered all of my past and sins. That God the Father, my Father, loves me no matter what.

I made a choice and now I'm free. I keep falling into the arms of the Father. He is the only one that will never abuse me or reject me. But, I do know that He will discipline me in love. Some say that they fear God, the Father, because of the raw deal their earthly fathers dealt them. But in my case, I welcomed the much needed love that He offered me through His Son, Jesus.

Isaiah 61 Psalm 27:10 These are my life time scriptures.

Let me end with saying that you do not have to be abused to experience rejection. We will encounter it, sometimes, daily. People will always hurt us. Do not be so blind to think that they will not. Do not put your faith in people because they will always let you down. He will not. I learned that I went through pain, with Him, to help others see who He is. He is the Deliverer. So, let Him deliver you from whatever bondage you have. That is how we can show the world that He is Alive. Open the wounds and put a Christ Aid on it.

I love you, Jesus. ~ by Heather Mendenhall ~ www.todaysforecastsonshine.com


Name:
Vern Bourne
Location:
FL, USA

Testimony

Growing up in a church under the cloak of holiness, it was a legalistic cult. Violating my super sensitive conscience became a daily occurrence, because I was no longer under anyone's authority and truly did not understand right from wrong.

A Legalistic Cult

My heart breaks when I hear of young people running from God because they grew up in a legalistic church. I, too, grew up in a church that (under the cloak of holiness) was a legalistic cult.

At age fifteen, I was convinced that this church was the only way to get to heaven. I also knew I didn't have it in me. Being kicked out of the only school I had ever attended, I ran away from home. My parents allowed me to move back home. But, things were never the same.

I stopped going to church, but still felt drawn to return. So one Sunday morning, I went back. The preacher stood up to the pulpit and began talking to me. I'd seen this happen to others. But now, it was happening to me. I don't remember everything he said, but I do recall him predicting that I would be dead within two years and would burn in hell. He, then, asked me to leave the church.

The only church that I had ever known just kicked me out into the unknown.

Violating my super sensitive conscience became a daily occurrence as I was no longer under anyone's authority and truly did not understand right from wrong.

They worship me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men. Mark 7:7

Joining the Army, I was sent to Okinawa ... where I met and married a wonderful girl named Miko. We have three children, seven grandchildren, and have been married now for forty years.

After getting out of the service, I joined a band and worked in the entertainment business ... playing in night clubs for the next 16 years. During this time, I became hopelessly addicted to drugs.

Losing my home, my wife, and my family, I was bitter about God. I believed He was some kind of monster who was going to send me to hell ... just because I was unable to live up to His unreasonable standards.

I ended up living in Florida with our youngest son Stan, while my wife and other two children lived in Atlanta. It was almost Christmas. So, Stan and I drove to Atlanta; bringing his brother (Ricky) and sister (Debbie) down to Florida for the holidays.

It was so great having all the children together again, even if it was just a week or so. We got up early Christmas morning, opened presents, sang songs, and played games. It was great!

My brother and his wife were in town, so we were having quite a family reunion. They invited us to go to church with them on Sunday. God was really talking to me. It was the strongest conviction I had ever felt.

I remember what the Pastor talked about that morning. But I really don't think it would have made much difference because, God was talking to me. I wanted so badly to turn my life around and I knew God was the answer. The only thing standing between me and God, was pride. How could I humble myself in front of all these people; my nephews, my nieces, my own brother and his wife? I mean, what would everyone think!?! What would my own children think? I wanted to accept Christ into my life, but I knew I didn't have the courage to step out and go forward.

The sermon was over and the pastor had asked everyone to stand.

My hands hung onto the back of the seat in front of me and I just knew I couldn't let go and go forward. Then, I heard the most beautiful words I've ever heard. "You don't have to come to the altar to get saved, you know. You can be saved standing right where you are. Everyone, with their eyes closed and lifting in prayer, is there anyone here who would like to give their heart to Christ and would signify it by lifting your hand, then slipping it down again?"

God had brought me this far. I had to make the next move myself. I let go of the seat in front of me and as I lifted my hand, I could see out of the corner of my eyes, like it was in slow motion, all three of my children raising their hands too! We were all raising our hands!

Pastor said, "I see those hands. Just repeat these words after me. Dear Lord, I know I'm a sinner, and I'm sorry for my sins. With your help, I will stop doing what I know is wrong. I believe you died on the cross for my sins and rose from the grave. I open my heart's door to you just now and invite you to come in, as Lord, and Savior, of my life. Lord, thank-you for saving me. In Jesus' name, amen."

Then he asked for anyone who had excepted Christ to raise their hand. Once again, the four of us raised our hands.

As we left the church, the pastor shook my hand and asked me, "Did you really mean it?" I said, "Yes, I did."

We all got into the car, then drove over to my nephew's house for a Sunday dinner. All the way over there, no one said a word about what had happened. We were just happy.

After we had been there for a few minutes, I had to tell someone. I walked up to my nephew's wife, Martha, and said, "Ya know, I think I just got saved."

She replied, "Boy, will Darrell be happy." Somebody said, "Vern, there's a phone call for you in the other room." It was my Mom, calling from Alaska. What perfect timing.

"Mom, I just got saved." My voice echoed words of pure joy through the phone to a mother who had been praying for me for so many years. She said, "Praise the Lord, Vernon. Praise the Lord. I can die now."

Ricky and Debbie went back to Atlanta and started taking their mother to church. Soon after, she gave her heart to the Lord!

Two and one half years form the time I lost my family, God brought them back to me.

Debbie is now married. Her and her husband have a powerful youth ministry, called TVIC (totally valid in Christ) Check it out. Their web site is: http://www.tvicministries.com

I tell you all of this so you won't make the same horrible mistakes that I did. You can't judge God by what some group of people do, even if it's in God's name. People make mistakes. God even loves them.

Please don't try to live your life without God. You'll be missing the best part of life ... a love relationship with God. It's awesome!

I hope you can learn something from my story. Remember the saying, "Learn from other peoples mistakes. Life's too short to make them all yourself."

~Vern Bourne www.SomebodyCares4U.com


Name:
Jere Mendenhall
Location:
FL, USA

Testimony

Something to Think About

As Christians, we often tell others that Jesus died on the cross to pay for our sins. We tell our children, we tell new believers, and we tell those who have not yet come to know Christ of this wonderful gift. I wonder how many of those that we tell really understand how great of a sacrifice this really was. I wonder how many Christians have really put this sacrifice into the proper perspective. I thought I knew the impact of this until recently. And, God has put this on my heart to share with all of you.

Something to Think About

One night I had a dream, and in my dream God spoke to me. God said, "Jere, do you understand the sacrifice that my Son, Jesus, made for you on the cross"?

I replied, "Yes, Lord. Jesus gave His life to pay for our sins. And, those who believe in Him will not perish, but will have everlasting life and will one day enter the kingdom of God". I was feeling pretty good about my answer ... until He spoke again.

God said, "That is the result of what He did. Do you understand the sacrifice"?

Now I was scared and confused. I knew that Jesus gave up His life for me. But apparently, this was not the answer that God was looking for. I got down on my knee's and said, "Father, I know that Jesus died for me. He gave up his life for me. I do not understand how I am to answer".

God said, "Jere, you have a wife and children whom you love very much. Would you give your life to save them"?

"Yes Lord, without a doubt I would give my life for them".

Then, He said, "What about your dearest friends, would you do the same for them"?

I started to answer, but then stopped. I wanted to say, "Yes", but something made me stop and think about this. God is my top priority, my family second. If I gave my life for a friend, wouldn't I be abandoning my family? Yet, how could I let a friend die if I could save them? Finally, I said, "Lord, I want to say 'Yes', but I can not. If faced with that decision I would have to choose between my family and my friend. I am not certain what that choice would be".

God said, "Jesus had the same decision and He chose you. What about your neighbor, the one that sells drugs and screams and uses my name in vain when he is angry? How about those that you hear about on TV, the ones who steal or sell drugs to children? Or, the ones who brutally rape and kill women and children? These stories sicken you every time you hear them. Would you give your life for these people"?

I could not answer. Of all the times I thought of the sacrifice that Jesus made, I never understood the magnitude of it. After a moment of silence, God said, "That's right, Jere. Jesus not only died for you. He also died for them. And, all they have to do is believe ... believe that Jesus Christ is the son of God, believe that He died on the cross for them, ask forgiveness for their sins, and believe that His blood has washed them of their sins. Then, they too will have eternal life".

I had never taken the time to really try to understand this before. But I can tell you that I will never forget it. And the next time I tell someone that Jesus died for them, you can believe that I will make sure they fully understand what it means.

Jere Mendenhall

www.todaysforecastsonshine.com


Name:
Janet Adams
Location:
USA

Testimony

I am in love ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I am in love!!!! It is the most wonderful feeling in the whole world. I wasn't expecting it or even looking for it. All I know is that my life will never be the same again. I didn't even realize how empty my life was until I met him. Now, I need him so much and can't get enough of him. I wish for everyone to feel this wonderful love that I have found.

Let me tell you about him. He is gentle, kind and loving. He gives me total unconditional love and forgiveness no matter what I do. He is always there for me and has never let me down. He is with me at all times deep inside of my heart and mind. I always feel his presence. He dedicated his life to me and has made me countless promises. He is loyal and faithful. When I feel alone or scared he comforts me. When I am weak he gives me strength. There is an incredible passion that follows wherever he goes. He is radiant and shines like the sun.

When I am in his presence I tremble. He is honest and true and will never lie to me or scare me. He promises to protect me from harm. He is my Knight in shining armor. He is my Prince, my best friend, my soul mate. He is my world. He is like the warmth of the sun on my body, the gentle breeze blowing in my hair. He is the sweet sound of the birds singing in the at dawn. He is the softness of the gentle spring rain.

When I look into his face I am almost blinded by his beauty. He speaks to me with gentle whispers in the night. His strength is beyond any I have ever known, I feel like a tiny child in his arms. He gives me security in this world of uncertainty. He gives me rainbows after a storm.

I am so happy since he has been in my life. I am so in love!!!! Nothing will ever be the same again. I can't wait till you meet him. I know you will love him, too.

His name ................. Jesus.


Name:
Jere Mendenhall
Location:
USA

Testimony

a ReAl mEsS

I was a real mess before I gave my life to Jesus. During those years, I had learned one lesson, "trust no one". If anything good was going to happen, it was me that was going to have to make it happen.

Becoming very independent, no one had better get in the way or I would run them over. Now, there was stress! I thank God often for delivering me from that life. Knowing now that I can trust in Him, through Him I have learned to trust others. But sometimes, God will open a door for me and, when I look through the door, I see where it is that we are going. Rather than take His hand and let Him lead me, I get excited and bolt. It's not that I don't trust Him. I just want to get there, now!

Well, we know how that works.

Knowing that God has a great sense of humor, I often think of how hard He must laugh when He comes down the path and finds me there (just a short distance down the path), running full speed around in a ten foot circle and kicking up a dust cloud.

"Hello Lord, I'm not getting any where. But, I'm making great time."

I'm glad God gave me a great sense of humor so that I can laugh at myself, otherwise I would drive myself crazy sometimes.

Everything will work out for our good. Sometimes, we just need to be fall back in line and allow God to lead.

by Jere Mendenhall

www.todaysforecastsonshine.com


Name:
Kathi Toups
Location:
USA

Testimony

The Quest for Love

By: Kathi Toups

John 8:32

And you shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free.

John 15:13

Greater love has no one than to lay down one’s life for his friends.

Each of us are born with one basic need, the need to be loved. From our first breath until our last, we embark on a journey seeking ways to have that need met. It becomes our all, consuming quest.

What paths will we take to achieve what we desire?

What compromises will we make along the way?

What beliefs, once held so dear, will we trade away for self-gratification?

How many lives must be ruined before realization dawns that, in spite of all we have tried, we continue living with the need for love, remaining unfulfilled?

Self-esteem and self-worth are two terms meaning the same thing. We use them interchangeable to measure our value, worth, and importance. But in a society dominated by commercialism, most of us fall far short of the mark.

We operate under the assumption that the more we possess the more valuable we are. Where does that leave those who have precious little?

When will we learn that our self-esteem can never be confirmed by the validation of people, places, or things? To seek meaning through the opinions of others, positions of power or possessions of great wealth will yield nothing but empty, shallow and superficial living.

Evidence clearly shows that our methods of searching for love are NOT WORKING!

Families suffering the effects of alcoholism, drug addiction, abandonment, divorce, and abuse are dramatically on the rise. Suicide, murder, and all manner of crimes against nature further give testimony to the state we find our society in.

Personally, I have experienced the disillusionment of the empty platitudes of others.

I have been misled by false promises. I have been deeply wounded by insensitivity. I have experimented with drugs and alcohol in the hope of escaping the pain resulting from unmet needs. I have compromised my beliefs and engaged in behavior that I have lived to regret. I know, first hand, the futility of searching for affirmation of my self-worth through the approval of others.

Ultimately, I discovered that which I sought would never be found by placing my trust and faith in the things I see, feel, or possess (through trial, error, and heartbreak).

I discovered the source of love that never fails, never runs out, never changes, accepts me unconditionally and will never leave me for another.

At the age of 30, I found myself in a treatment center. Years of rebellion had contributed to where I was. New concepts were presented which I had problems identifying with, the most significant being an all-loving Creator who could and would restore me to sanity if I would but ask.

After five sleepless nights I could no longer go on. My roommate had fallen asleep and the time had come to find out if all I had been told about God could possibly be true.

For the first time in my life, I knelt alongside my bed and asked that if He were real ~ then I was ready to believe.

Immediately, I sensed a presence sitting on my bed and was suddenly lifted and cradled like a little lost child in arms so loving that peace enveloped me as the softest of blankets. I was held for what seemed like hours and cried out my heart into a robe that became saturated with my tears.

Later, I climbed back into bed and slept like I had never slept before. Not really knowing what had taken place, I completed the required twenty-eight day stay and went home with questions. Two months later, I accepted Christ into my heart and have never been the same.

It all begins with John 3:16

"For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only son, that whosoever (meaning you) believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."

As a mother, the idea of "giving" either of my sons so that another may have eternal life was incomprehensible. So, the knowledge that God did this for ME (and you) convinced me that this was a love that I needed to accept and appropriate for my own.

God, in the person of the Son, Jesus, is the source of love. His love never changes.

Malachi 3:16

"For I am the Lord, I do not change."

I am assured that nothing I have done in the past, the sins I commit today, or what transpires in the future will ever change His love for me.

Hebrews 13:5

"For He Himself has said, "I will never leave you nor forsake you."

Accepting Christ as Lord and Savior has not "magically" cured me of all that ails me. There are consequences for past actions that I must deal with today. But today, I know that I am not alone. I have someone to help me work through my problems.

Above all, my quest for love has led me to finding what I sought; having my need to be loved fulfilled. It led me to Jesus. I pray that your quest leads you to Jesus, as mine did.

Kathi Toups

http://www.hometown.aol.com/kathisplace2/KathisPlace2index.html


Name:
Bill Gabbard
Location:
East Bernstadt, Ky. USA

Testimony

"BILL GABBARD'S TESTIMONY" On Saturday 11/18/95, I left my home in Augusta, Georgia to spend the Thanksgiving holidays with my parents, Mr. And Mrs. Arlo Harris of East Bernstadt, Kentucky. On the way through London, Ky. that Saturday night, I stopped at Marymount Hospital to see my dear grandmother, Mrs. Thomas Helton. Little did I know at that time that I would never see her again. I left and went on to my parents house. I awoke at about 6:00 the next morning not feeling good. I started feeling a numbness run through my whole body. I yelled out for my nephew who was sleeping in room next to me upstairs (he normally don't sleep upstairs) to go get his grandmother, I needed her. Both parents came upstairs and I told them to call 911 because something was terribly wrong with me. Well the ambulance arrived and I remember telling my brother to contact my wife and kids in Georgia. You see, they were coming up on Wednesday due to having to work. I was taken to Marymount Hospital and due to seriousness of my condition, was airlifted to hospital in Lexington, Ky. In the meantime my family and in-laws were driving to meet me at hospital in London. Thank God for their safe trip and since my wife had a car phone, my family was able to keep them apprised of my situation. The hospital put me on life support on which I stayed until Thanksgiving day 11/23/95. I was then flown back home where I remained in hospital until 1/3/96. My grandmother that I had spoke of earlier, left this world on 12/9/95 to be with our God. It's so wonderful to know I'll see her and all my other saved loved ones again in eternity with God. Even though I was allowed to go home, I was like a baby. My wonderful wife (she has a bad back and isn't supposed to lift anything) was able to manhandle me in and out of wheelchair , bed, car, and, bathtub with no problems. God gave her the strength and patience to take care of me. Through God's healing power and intensive therapy sessions, I've been able to learn to do some things on my own and use a walker instead of a wheelchair. Praise God for these miracles. It's been over 4 years since I had my stroke and I honesty believe God was giving me a wake-up call, not to mention a second chance when I had this stroke. The doctors say I will never work again, but I believe God will soon have me doing something. We have found a wonderful local new testament church and are learning so much about God that we never realized before. I have now been given the time to learn his word. Psalms 119, verse 71 says it best; " it is good for me that I have been afflicted; that I might learn thy statutes" (KJV). The doctors also said I wouldn't live and if I did, I would be a vegetable the rest of my life. I'm so glad there is a heavenly doctor that knows more. I was a Christian in a backsliden condition and out of God's will, until he pulled in the reins on me on 11/19/95. However, while lying in ICU that year in Lexington, Kentucky, I asked God to forgive me and I re-dedicated my life to Him. God is a forgiving God and merciful. I thought I would loose everything these past years, but through my faith in God and the prayers of friends and family, I have lived another few years and will spend Thanksgiving at home again, Lord willing, with my family instead of 30,000 feet in the air being flown back to my home. As a matter of fact, I' ve never been happier, closer to God, my wife, no more financially secure than what I am now. I've turned all control over to God and don't worry about anything because H e makes sure I get what I need. It has and continues to take a strong faith in God, a loving family, friends, and a belief in prayer to make it through this valley. But I will make it to the hilltop and will rejoice with my LORD. Just remember, God will never forsake you or forget you as long as you have accepted H im as your personal savior and been washed in the blood of the lamb. I love everyone with the love of God and if you ever want to write, my e-mail address is "wcg-djg@mis.net". May God bless you all as he has me. In his service, Bill and Donna Gabbard

"Talk with Prayer" Worry, troubles and heartache, they come to us all just when we think we can stand, one of them makes us fall... We don't understand why, these trials the LORD will send- but HE has a purpose, so on "HIM", we will depend... It seems that when, everything is going our way- that we don't talk to the LORD as often, because we don't have as much to say... But when we are hurting, and feel we are in sinking sand-we always cry out to "HIM", and reach for HIS outstretched hand... We find it easy, to talk about the problems we share- and we plead for strength, to help with the burdens we bear... "HE", is with us, no matter what we face and we can make it, for HE has given us sweet grace... So remember on days, when everything goes wrong and for the sleepless nights, that are so very long... That GOD will keep you, in his loving care. HE just wants to talk with you, in a special prayer... Written for me by Julie Jones of Evans, Ga. on 11/27/96.


Name:
Sheila Webb
Location:
Aberdeen,Maryland

Testimony

I pray for peace for all of mankind. I pray that as a country, we triumph for the entire world to see.


Name:
Vicki
Location:
High Ridge, MO

Testimony

I have been on a big hunger and thirst for the Kingdom of God since before Easter. At the time someone sent The Resurrection I was being challenged by Satan and some of my old ways were being tormented for me to give in to immoral things. I spent a lot of time in prayer because it was time to turn off the TV and get into this spiritual warfare and fight the Devil. He will not win. I encourage everyone to be partakers of God's Kingdom and not a sightseer. Blessings will come every day in your walk with God. God Bless to everyone.


Name:
Vicki
Location:
High Ridge, MO

Testimony

I have been on a big hunger and thirst for the Kingdom of God since before Easter. At the time someone sent The Resurrection I was being challenged by Satan and some of my old ways were being tormented for me to give in to immoral things. I spent a lot of time in prayer because it was time to turn off the TV and get into this spiritual warfare and fight the Devil. He will not win. I encourage everyone to be partakers of God's Kingdom and not a sightseer. Blessings will come every day in your walk with God. God Bless to everyone.


Name:
Karen
Location:
Knoxville, TN .  USA

Testimony

Praise GOD and thank Him for His unspeakable Gift. He has set me free from the bondages of this world, and is making a place for me in His Heavenly Home (I don't deserve it). I walk by faith and not by sight, and thank you, Website for your ministry. GOD bless you!


Name:
James Underwood
Location:
Orange Springs fla

Testimony

My wife suffered in pain caused by renal kidney failure and cancer for nearly 3 years . I seen her die several times as the doctor said she wouldn't be here through the weekend I took care of her at home as per her request . I was not a good christen at the time but I prayed for the lord to please take her and end her suffering in a peaceful way in her sleep and the next night as I held her hand she went to sleep and stopped breathing . Oh thank you dear God . Now I have been bless by meeting a beauitful chrishten lady who has introduced me to God . I thank you God for such a blessing as I'm not sure I deserve your many blessing .Oh yes God really does live and listen.


Name:
Ashley Wright
Location:
Kansas

Testimony

~ Almost Gone ~ True Story Saturday Night and it was late. Sky was dark almost black. Never thought about death. Didn't think of the consequences. Yet, it had to happen.

Married a man, knew I loved him, but didn't know how much. A year went by, still wondered why ~ why we couldn't get along, and questioned so many arguments. Got my answers. So, please let me tell you about them.

We went to a club. Thought it would be fun. Both started drinking, had way to much. Said some stupid stuff that we would pay for later that night. We got into a fight, left in a fury.

Going down the road screaming, yelling. He pushed on the accelerator as hard as he could. Tried to make a curve about 65 mph, so drunk that I couldn't even scream. Road was wet couldn't make the curve. Thought we were dead.

Police said the air bags and seat belts saved our lives. They still didn't know how we lived. Hit the light pole so hard the engine almost made it to our front seats. Five more inches and the front end of the car would have flew through the windows, never letting us see daylight again.

I remember coming up and looking at the man I'd just questioned loving. Screaming his name. "Oh, dear God," I thought he was dead. Shaking him and saying how much I loved him. Didn't know what to do. I truly thought, at that point, that I wished I would die.

Heard sirens, they took us away. Crying so much, thought my heart would just break into pieces. They wouldn't tell me if he would live or die. Sunday morning came and I finally got word.

We thought about life and what it actually means. God spared our lives and gave us another chance. We prayed together and opened up our hearts to the Lord Jesus Christ. I walked away with a few bruises and cuts and my husband, the one I know how much I love, now has only a broken ankle. We'll never go back to what we were Saturday Night, because now, we are soldiers for the Lord.

This is a true story, about me and my husband. We weren't Christians, so we weren't very close. We almost died. God gave us another chance. We've now chose the path we want to follow. Since we have prayed and thanked God that we are here today, we've grown so much closer. We have a seven month old baby, that we love to death. She almost had no parents. God had a plan for us, though, and she's in it.

If your leading your life in a direction your not sure of, than I ask you to please give God a chance. I'm not saying this will happen to you. But, I never thought it would happen to me. Life's way to short. Nobody knows what tomorrow or even the next thirty minutes could bring. I didn't.

Please pass this letter on to someone you love and care about. God Bless each and everyone of you.

Ashley Wright


Name:
Vicki
Location:
New Jersey

Testimony

My name is Vicki, born in Pennsylvania in September, 1968. In my short life I had endured quite a bit of abuse; I had been raped by a male acquaintance of my mother's at age 5, then verbally, physically and sexually abused by my older brother from ages 7 to 17, and raped twice by an uncle at age 19.

As a result of the sexual abuse and violence that occurred, it led me into a path of destructive behavior and a life of utter confusion and feelings of inadequacy.

I firmly believe that due to the abuse and sexual violence endured, it resulted in me dealing with many problems and psychiatric issues.

From an early age I struggled with feelings of inadequacy, low self-esteem, anger and hatred toward men. As a child I was in therapy, a bed-wetter, had strong desires to be a boy and often dressed as a boy. As I entered her teens, I endured a sexual identity crisis, dealt with self-destructive behavior, developed anorexia and bulimia, was an alcoholic, dabbled in drugs, was in and out of therapy and entered the Marines.

By early adulthood I was causing self-inflicted injuries on my body as a way of coping, in Eating Disorder Units, psychiatric hospitals, dealt with suicidal tendencies, bouted with numerous suicide attempts, was diagnosed with a chemical imbalance, clinical depression and Borderline Personality Disorder (BDP).

By age 25 I had self-injured my body by cutting and burning (1, 5" scar & 1, 4" scar from 3rd degree burns & over 250 scars from cutting). I had been involved in various relationships, led a homosexual lifestyle, was in a gang, had an abortion, claimed bankruptcy due to high medical bills, was on psychotherapeutic medication (17 pills daily), had battled with mental illness and was in and out of psychiatric hospitals.

As I approached 27, I was dependent on psychotherapeutic medications, totally exasperated and felt as though I was just existing and taking up space. She was at a point in her life where she was looking for her life to change.

Although I thought I had tried everything possible to get better, I was still open for help. It seemed that whatever I tried that it was only good for a few hours, a day, sometimes if I got "lucky" it lasted a couple days.

I was not brought up in a Christian home, nor was I exposed to anything godly. Interestingly enough, one Sunday in March of 1995 I was invited to church and reluctantly went. It was my first time going to a church in over 15 years, and this was no church like I had ever been to. From the moment I stepped through the doors, I sensed something different.

When I walked into that church in Florham Park, NJ I remember sensing such love and peace. (I honestly thought it would be over once I left) I wasn’t quite sure what my beliefs were, mainly Agnostic, as I spent most of my life blaming God or questioning to him why all this happened to me. I was at a point of my life where I was not ready to be let down again.

All I knew was that when I walked into that church, I felt great and didn’t remember feeling so much peace like that before. And I knew it was real. No medication made me feel this alert and alive, I knew it was real.

I wanted so much to be normal but had no clue how to do it, as everything esle I tried proved a failure. After going to that church I asked God to make himself real to me. Within days I had noticed that I was more peaceful and desires that I had were not so strong. Even though it seemed so small of a change, for me it was big just to see a change, at that moment I knew that God was real!

A few weeks later, I bought a Bible and it opened right up to the book of Mark, and I began reading in chapter 5. As I read, I saw that a guy who had cut himself day and night and appeared to have mental illness; he was healed by Jesus. I became very agitated with God and threw the Bible to the floor. I just didn’t understand why I wasn’t well; if he had healed this guy so long ago.

I began to yell at Jesus/God: “!@#* you God, if you are real, then why the hell can’t you help me? Why can’t you do for me what you did years ago for that guy? I’m tired so tired of this !@#*, and tired of living this way. Don’t you understand that I’m tired of crying all night long, cutting and drinking because I cannot cope? Life isn’t supposed to be this way. I don’t want mental illness. Please help me.”

I do realize now that swearing to God may not have been the best thing, but at that time I wasn’t accustomed to talking with Him and tried my best to be nice. After saying this, I cried and cried, and then pleaded with God, I truly petitioned him for his help.

I figured my last resort was this God who I wasn’t even so sure about. I put all my doubts aside and immediately I began to pray to God, actually I challenged him that I wanted answers and that I would give him 3 weeks to “prove himself” to me. Even though I wasn’t sure if I believed in God, I thought it would be a good idea if I at least put my efforts into it. I wanted my life to change and was looking for a difference.

I figured that I had done everything possible that I guess I could at least give God a chance. It seemed as if nothing else had worked, but I have never thought of including God because I mainly blamed God, part of me thought that what happened to me was His fault. Additionally, part of me wasn’t convinced that he even existed. I wasn’t sure what I believed in, not even certain about God.

I "challenged" God and my life has never been the same! Within days I noticed that I was more peaceful, able to think clearly and the negative desires she had were not so strong.

What happened over the next 1 1/2 years was absolutely breathtaking! With the love and mercy of God I learned to cope with the past and look forward to the future; there is hope and there is a better way of life. I learned that I don’t have to live my future based on my past. I am not sure why all that happened to me did, but I do know that what was meant for bad is now being turned around for good.

I have completely healed, recovered and overcome in every area! I was married to a wonderful Christian man in April, 1999.

It is my hopes that every person will come to the realization that they can overcome anything in their life, as nothing is hopeless!

Whatever a person has gone through or may be facing right now, they can get through it just like I did and lead a normal healthy life as God intended for them!

I know God will heal anyone of anything anytime!

Vicki@endallthepain.com www.endallthepain.com


Name:
Marie
Location:
Mississippi

Testimony

I,am so glad I found God in time, he is truly a second time God, he will forgive us for whatever we have done.and give us another chance to live our lives right.I truly thank him for my second chance. for saving from a LOST WORLD. WE ALL CAN BE SAVED, BY TRUE REPENTANCE!!!


Name:
Dinah
Location:
Chester, Va. U.S.A.

Testimony

On August 17,2001 I went to the emergency room with what was diagnosed as an irritated appendix. It was Friday so they decided to remove it instead of watching it over the weeked. Praise God for giving the Dr.s wisdom to do so. When they got in it was more than the appendix, there was a rupture in my colon resulting in the removal of part of it. There ended up being Cancer found and Chemo was scheduled and carried out for six months. I was never sick, went back to work 3 months into chemo took 2 college classes and was in 6 performances of our Easter musical at church, the first one being the day of my last treatment! I was none the worse for ware than any other choir member when they were finished! God is SOOOOOOOOOO good and I could never repay what he has done in my life. I am 46 years old and proud to say so. You see the Dr.s said if they has waited until Monday as they has planned, I would have gone home with the Lord by Sunday not going home with my family the following Wednesday. Praise His Holy Name!


Name:
Kathy
Location:
california

Testimony

My husband is now clean and sober for 1 year. After 19 years of drinking and drugs... All from the power of GOD and prayer and AA.

Thank You


Name:
faye frances g. mitra
Location:
philippines

Testimony

God is the center of my life I've decided to committ myself entirely to him and to his plan for me! i'm willing to serve him unto unending ages!


Name:
faye frances g. mitra
Location:
philippines

Testimony

God is the center of my life I've decided to committ myself entirely to him and to his plan for me! i'm willing to serve him unto unending ages!


Name:
Marsha Edwards
Location:
Sheffield England

Testimony

The doctor said I have fibroid, and also fits but and want me to do operation for the fibroid but I believe god for healing and with your prayers agreeing in faith with me I am totally healed from all conditions in my body in Jesus name.


Name:
Janet
Location:
Spring Tx by way of Midland MI

Testimony

First I thank my loving Savior Jesus Christ for bringing me into this world by way of my dear, loving Mom and Dad(now home with God).I would have never stumbled onto this website if it were not for her wanting to know more about the poem "Heaven's Grocery Store". She doesn't have a computer so it was a little project for me to find this poem. She said was so sweet and must have a catchy tune to go with it. Well I found it here on this website and printed it off to mail to my Mom(wish could capture the tune too). One just never knows the reasons why God has put people in touch with each other, mysteriously loving events, passing comments made to friends, how our lives all intersect. God is truly in charge of our lives. I praise God for whom all Blessings flow! My love for Him grows deeper every day. I cherish my Mom and Dad more every day.


Name:
Joyce C. Lock
Location:
Kokomo, IN, USA

Testimony

The Joy of My Salvation

During a church revival, I came under conviction, and asked many questions, on the way home. I remember the fear, not wanting to go to hell.

It was my father that came into my bedroom, which was kind of odd, being that dad and I had never talked about much of anything. But, mom wasn't saved, yet, herself. So, she reneged on this one.

Though, it wasn't bad at all ... our first meaningful conversation. Dad brought a kitchen chair into my bedroom, I sat on the bed, and we talked. He explained several things and led me as to how to ask Jesus into my heart.

It has been said that I began carrying my Bible everywhere and that I went to every house, in the neighborhood, to tell others about Jesus, also with Bible in hand. I have no idea how I might have used that Bible, if called upon to do so. But, carrying it was the Christian thing to do.

Though, I wish I could remember that, the joy of my salvation. But, instead, I was sort of robbed.

There were many preachers and evangelists at the church, this week. They had come for the revival. And, they all wanted to meet me. My parents did ask if I would agree to the meeting, for which I did. But, still, it was a bit intimidating, having to answer to all those giants.

You see, they didn't believe I was yet at the age of accountability. They thought I was too young and said that it was almost unheard of. Their concern was that I wouldn't understand what I was doing.

I may have only been six years old. But, they were wrong.

Then, once mom got saved, her and dad began mission work. Today, it's called 'church planting' and, of course, laborers were few. Thus, new converts were often my teachers. It was the era (error) of Hell, Fire, and Brimstone preaching and that was the only God these new converts knew.

This was also the age when it was, yet, the common and expected thing to do ~ to go to the altar, seeking forgiveness. It didn't help to not even have a memory of the joy of my salvation. So, there were times I questioned if I had been saved at all.

One of our preachers even testified that he had been called to preach, but had not yet done so ~ and that God told him He could even take his children if he didn't agree.

My concept of God gradually developed to envision a monster that couldn't wait for me to mess up, so He could hit me over the head. And, I was sure that is what happened when my marriage turned into an abusive nightmare.

Truly, there was much deliberation between 'kill or be killed' or to 'take my chances with God'. With the support of family and a team of officers, I escaped and filed for divorce.

In my training, divorce fit right up there with the unpardonable sin. Even though he had also been unfaithful, I was more than shocked that God didn't strike me dead.

There had been no prior training to be anything other than the virtuous woman. A child had been conceived in rape, which was my only hope of not living my remainder years alone. Another marriage wasn't within options God allowed, or so I thought. I hadn't prepared to be the breadwinner. Really, I thought my life was over ... and I was only 18 years old.

For three days, I sat in a trance while listening to the record "Like a Bridge Over Troubled Waters'. Only, the song had never been explained to me. I thought I was that sinking bridge, as I just couldn't be that strength anymore.

Books on overcoming the effects of abuse had not yet been written. The only answer I could come up with was this ... if I just did all the right things, I would never have to live like that again. In such thinking, I had adopted the lifestyle of legalism. Still cold and dead inside, none would be the wiser.

Only, God knows what service is from the heart ... and I didn't have one. If I didn't feel, no one could ever hurt me like that again.

I did remarry and, eventually, a miracle child was conceived ... and I was sure this was the child God would take.

Labor did not produce birth and, with each contraction, the baby's heart rate diminished. Hour after hour, doctors deliberated as to whether or not to do a c-section, then still did nothing. This was the beginning of the new (barbaric) era of natural child birth.

Only, there was no doubt, death was imminent; mine, the baby's, or both. Unknown to anything else, mom said she had felt it, too ~ and she was miles away.

I fully understood that I deserved for this baby to die. And, so, I could accept it. But, this was my husband's only biological child and he would not understand why God would do this to him. Thus, I asked God to preserve that relationship between God and my husband. The baby didn't yet know me. So, she would not know to suffer my loss. I was prepared to go, even if in her place. Only, I had another child that really needed me and there was no other answer for that.

All considerations were in love and I was ready to live, die, or whatever God decided. Maybe that was a good thing, that I had opened my heart to love again.

Though, once I had finished talking with God, I began to make a scene. Nurses had said that, if the mother became under stress, the doctors would then act. So, I behaved very badly (on purpose) and they couldn't get me into surgery fast enough. It was then that peace came. It would be alright, now, whatever that meant.

Anesthetics kept me asleep most of the first 24 hours. Though, between each spurt of alertness, I watched people carefully, trying to determine if they were telling me the truth. Finally, I pinned a nurse down and asked straight forward, "Why won't you bring my baby to me?"

The nurse promised that, as soon as I could stay awake (so as to not accidentally injury the baby), they would bring her to me. Except for being in an incubator the first days, precautionary being that she was so small, all appeared to be well; with no heart problems either.

Only, a hard year followed. Baby and I took turns at being ill. A year later and I was, still, crawling to get up the stairs.

Finally, I determined that Satan was never going to allow us health to go to church again, and I knew just the thing for that. If neither of us were running a temperature, we were going ~ no matter how bad we looked or felt. It was then that things started improving.

By a year and a half after the baby's birth, I was able to attend regularly and participate in our church choir.

My piano teacher had, once, taught me how to feel the music when I'd play and I had used those same tools to spiritually go there, to imagine and feel whatever I was singing.

Then, one day, while participating in the choir, in the middle of a song, God said, "You know how to feel it. Now, I want you to learn how to see it."

I thought, "Ok. But, I have no clue how to do that."

God said, "Find a spot on the wall and focus. Imagine a picture of Jesus, whatever you envision him to look like. Do you see it?"

.............................................. "Yes, I see it."

"What is he doing?"

"He's suppose to be doing something? I don't know."

"Well, look."

I looked up, at that picture of Jesus, and studied it for a few seconds, to see whatever I might see. Honestly, I had no idea what I was suppose to be looking for. But, God said to look.

Keep in mind, we were still standing in the choir ~ singing. Then, suddenly, I noticed Jesus changed from a portrait to a full body image, making him appear farther away. He was holding something. But, I couldn't make out what it was. So, I watched closely.

Now, keep in mind, I was on live television, in that choir. I have no idea if I kept singing or not. But, the image gradually became closer and closer.

I thought, maybe Jesus was carrying a lamb. But, wait. Oh, no! Oh, NO! It was my baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I do not know if or how I maintained composer. I must have done ok, being that I didn't get scolded for messing up the TV program. But, my knees felt so weak that I don't know how I even remained standing.

Jesus had my baby in his arms and he was giving her back to me. Tears rolled and flowed, and must have turned into an avalanche. Jesus, Jesus, ... Jesus had become My Lamb and I will never be the same again!

My God is not a God of Hell, Fire, and Brimstone. He is a God of Love. Love is who He is. He has saved us. He continues to save us. And, he will save us. And, now, I have the memory of a true salvation experience and I pray God gives me the bodily function to always remember the Joy of My Salvation!

And, now that I 'know' God's love, I love God enough to live for Him and, through hard times and all, I can be a bridge that won't fall ~ because, the joy of the Lord is my strength.

Yet, each Christmas, all else aside, one of my favorite places is to return to Bethlehem, to envision caring for God's baby. God gave an even greater love than Himself. He gave His Son. It's the least we can do, to love him, too.

2003 by Joyce C. Lock http://my.homewithgod.com/blessingsandlessons/


Name:
Cecelia Ferguson
Location:
Jamaica, W. I.

Testimony

Sometime last year I asked for prayer in helping me find a new place for me and my family to live and you prayed for me. I did find a place in time and avoided going to the Courts to ask for more time. I thank God often for his provision and you for praying for me.

Glory be to God. He is still working. I know because he has caused me to have favour and support so that my desire to be out of rented premises and to own my own home is becoming a reality in the near future. Isn't God wonderfully awsome? Praise be to Lord God Almighty.

Thank you again for your prayers.


Name:
LeRoy Sr
Location:
Orlando. Fla   Orange Co

Testimony

Believing in God. seeing his mighty works, Healing the sick, bringing comfort to those that are in need, has been a blessing to me and many more to come. At eighty years of age God has blessed me with good health, sound mind, spiritual knowledge in divine things. Praise God.


Name:
Linda  Stritzinger
Location:
Metairie

Testimony

My son Paul Noah I want to tell you about the miracle for Paul. Paul had a motorcycle accident near the house here in Metairie. At the time he was 29 years old. . Only by God graces and the miracle, Paul is now walking and speaking. And his Doctor has released him to go back to work. Paul was in a coma for fifteen days. And he had extensive brain surgery removing a blood clot. Paul has gone thru extensive reibilataion. Today Paul is off with a friend. God with his graces power and love gave Paul another change of life. Paul is a Christian and he did stand before the church and again confess Jesus as Savior. We know with God in our life there is everlasting love, with out God in our life there is void! Grateful to God, Walter & Linda


Name:
Bobbie Hall
Location:
Springdale, AR.

Testimony

God has blessed me in so many ways, he gave me a good husband and three beautiful daughters and five grandaughters and two great grand babies and I love them all. But most of all He gave his Son for me that I could have life. and he took my place on the cross and took all my sins away. I can never do enough to repay Him for all that He has done for me and my family, and I just want the world to know that He is the best friend anyone could ever have, He is always there when you need to talk or just need for Him to listen. He always makes you feel good about yourself. He is my savior and my best friend and I love Him with all my heart..Thank you Jesus for what you have done and what you are going to do in my life...


Name:
daria
Location:
Finland

Testimony

I need all prays of yours. I have got little hard with my studies. I have three exams in next wednesday and Im mother and we live together without father and husband.


Name:
seabird
Location:
the Nettherlands venlo-city

Testimony

I thank God for creating me with His love so great.And His breath every day in my body. And for strenght at the time that our father was dying, he send an "angel"(an unknown woman to us),passing us by on the street.And this "woman"strenghten us with: "God bless you,we are family".Then she disappeared. seabird2


Name:
Adam Bryson
Location:
Greenbelt, MD, USA

Testimony

Thank you god for teaching me the lessons i need to go on in life. There was once a time when i thought I could not go on. You helped me meet one special person that made me realize my life is worth living. Thank you. I love you.


Name:
Liliane
Location:
Kigali,Kigali,Rwanda

Testimony

One day,I prayed.I was in primary school.I prayed God to help me and give me the chance and win the examination for secondary school,I add that I want him(God)to send me in School where I can pray well<where I will continue to pray. I thank God because he gave me that chance and send me in sisters school .Amen


Name:
Rebecca Apelu
Location:
Mt Roskill, Auckland, New Zealand

Testimony

This is such an awesome page and i thank the lord for having people like you make websites like this for people like me!!! Well i dont know what i would do without my lord Jesus Christ in my life, he truly is My Saviour!!!


Name:
rev essie scott
Location:
houston pa usa

Testimony

God has called me into His Great Army to fight for the righteous and holy. I thank you Lord for your mercy and grace and dunamis power to be able to do so, especially by prayer alone and faith in Jesus Christ our Lord and Saviour.

Bless all who read these testimonies...


Name:
KIM L WILLIAMS
Location:
EC  INDIANA

Testimony

I AM SAVE BY GOD LOVE. IF LOVEING THE LORD IS WROG I DONT WANT TO BE RIGHT. I LOVE THE LORD HE LOVE MORE THEN LIFE IT SELF.SATEN TRY TO KILL ME BE GOD WOULDN;T LET IT.GOD KEEP ME IN HIS LOVEING ARMS THAT IS MY TESTIMONY.


Name:
Terry Blake
Location:
Ohio, USA

Testimony

Wednesday, September 22, 2004 My Testimony My original condition: Agnosticism: The claim (denied by Romans 1:18-20) that one has no knowledge of God or the origin of the universe. Some agnostics make the claim on a personal level, while allowing that such knowledge may exist but has never been known by themselves. Others assert that such knowledge cannot be had by anyone. Agnostics avoid the charge of dogmatic atheism by acknowledging the theoretical possibility of God's existence. Yet virtually all live as if the non-existence of God was an established fact, and are thus practical atheists. What happened to me: This is a list of events beginning on or about January 10, 1985 (1st Day) For some unexplained reason, at least at the time, I began watching TBN. I thought it was all a bit strange at first. Then I found my self CRYING ( for no reason) and unable to change the TV channel. I went to bed that night in amazement of what was happening to me for no apparent reason. (2nd Day) The next day when I turned on the TV, it was still on TBN. Again, I JUST HAD TO WATCH IT, I didn't know why, I just had to watch. Then, between the main programs, TBN was showing a series of short films about Jesus and his life. As I watched one that showed Jesus dying on the cross, my room was filled with a POWER I had never seen or sensed before in my life. I found my self getting out of my chair and falling to my knees, with my head bowed, and still crying, SAYING OUT LOUD! ==================================================== FORGIVE ME LORD! I DID NOT KNOW YOU WERE REAL AND ALIVE TODAY! ==================================================== This visitation from Yahshua was the last thing I would have ever imagined! Especially while watching some TV shows that I thought were a bit strange and far to RELIGIOUS for my tastes. His visitation REALLY, REALLY changed me! I NOW BELIEVED IN HIM "YAHSHUA"!! Jesus "Yahshua" didn't stay long on that first of many visits, but it's the one I remember best! This is the miracle He performed during His first visit: ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ (3rd Day) I awoke the next day, knowing I had been radically changed. Jesus had Immediately delivered me from: (He had taken my "Want-to" away) 1) Smoking ( 3 packs a day habit) 2) Alcoholism ( 4 or 5 drinks every night "Rum & Coke") 3) Prescription Medication ( Ativan , 3 times a day habit) All, without any withdraw symptoms of any kind ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ He also delivered me from fornication. I just didn't know it yet. I was a "practical atheist" and totally Un-Churched, the groups I associated with did not use the word. These Methodist that the Lord had sent me to just kept bringing it up and saying it was a bad thing. For a long time I just ignored the fact that I really did not know what the were talking about exactly. So, one day I decided to look up the definition. To my utter astonishment it applied to me!! It was one of those rarer lean times in my love life, so I wasn't currently involved with anyone, but fornication definitely applied to my regular un-saved and sinful behavior. ***( Consensual sexual intercourse between two persons not married to each other )*** This path of delivery took a bit longer and was more difficult for me to embrace. This ordeal alone would no doubt require at least another entire page to describe it completely. Lets just say. I did finally get delivered and have been celibate now for almost 20 years. When GOD wants to do something, it will get done. Evan if my initial cooperation was minimal on this issue, He has ways not available to men to cause one to be more willing when necessary. ( I personally do NOT recommend one should resist the LORD in any way. It's just not a good Idea.) Thank you LORD, "Yahshua the Messiah" for my salvation and delivery from my sinful and dangerous activity's!!! Sure, I knew Jesus was a Biblical character, but I had no idea He was REAL and ALIVE today. People were often telling me I should go to church and STOP doing this and START doing that. Each church had a different set of DO'S and DON'TS and no one ever actually told me. JESUS WAS REAL! HE LIVES TODAY! And I needed to meet this man from the Bible. (Yahshua the Messiah) (Because of the world we currently live in, I have to be VERY CLEAR as to what happened to me on this day, the most important day of my life) WHAT I KNOW TO BE TRUE: There is only ONE TRUE GOD eternally revealed in three distinct Persons -- the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Human beings are sinners who (without the grace of God received through faith in Christ) are eternally lost. Jesus, who is God in the flesh, (Col.2:9 "For in him dwells (lives) the fullness of the Godhead (deity) bodily" (bodily form). All that makes God who He is, is to be found in Jesus.) born of a virgin, died on the cross and rose physically from the dead as the sole and sufficient payment for the sins of humanity. John 17:3 AND THIS IS ETERNAL LIFE, that they may know YOU (Yahweh), THE ONLY TRUE GOD, and Jesus Christ whom YOU (Yahweh) have sent. The Father is "YHWH", "Yahweh" the "MOST HIGH GOD", Yah is my GOD! Jesus is the "Son of GOD", "Yahshua the Messiah", Yahshua is my LORD! 1 Jn.4:15: "Whosoever shall confess that Jesus is the SON OF GOD, God abideth in him, and he in God. ." WHAT I KNOW TO BE FALSE: Polytheism: The belief in the existence of a plurality of gods, in contrast to monotheism (one God) or atheism (no God or gods). Examples include Greek, Roman and Norse mythology; ancient Egyptian, Babylonian, and Assyrian religions; and some forms of neo-paganism, Wicca, and New Age belief. Some forms of Hinduism combine polytheism with pantheism (all is God). The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints teaches a form of Christianized polytheism, since it holds that the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are three Gods and that human beings can become exalted to Godhood. Now that I have made my beliefs clear, I can continue! That first year was one of much prayer while trying to figure out what had just happened to me. The Lord first sent me to a Methodist church just down the road from where I lived. There I led a small Bible teaching class. My spiritual life was beginning to take shape, in this rather quiet church, which had mostly older folks attending. They baptized me by "SPRINKLING" me with water, which the "Pentecostal movement " later thought was insufficient, so they rebaptized me in a river while on a boat trip. Lots of things were happening to me during this first year of being a Christian. The one I remember the best is this one: Yahshua introduced His Father to me! Mt 11:27 All things have been delivered to Me by My Father, and no one knows the Son except the Father. Nor does anyone know the Father except the Son, and the one to whom the Son wills to reveal Him. John 17:3 And this is eternal life, that they may know You, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom You have sent. The ordinary usage of the word POWER, does not even begin to describe what I encountered on this occasion. It was as though all the POWER in the entire universe was far to close to me for comfort. This POWER had set ablaze every Star in the sky above and was holding every galaxy with its millions of stars and every planet in its place. Even this description is lacking. This FRIGHTENED me so bad I told both of them to leave. (Immediately, I REGRETTED DOING THAT!!) They BOTH stayed away for a week or so. Then Jesus "Yahshua" showed up again while I was praying and He tried to introduce me to His Father a 2nd time. This time I behaved my self, and I welcomed His Father, as my Father, by calling Him "Abba, Father"! It was actually hard to say it the first time. It seemed so out of character for me to speak this way. From that day forward, I call no one on this earth father! My earthly parent is always referred to as Dad!! I felt as though Yahshua had given me to His Father and my guardianship was now in His hands. SOMETHING NOT TO BE TAKEN LIGHTLY! Romans 8: 14 - 16 For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, these are sons of God. For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, "Abba, Father." The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God Re 3:21 To him who overcomes I will grant to sit with Me on My throne, as I also overcame and sat down with My Father on His throne. One final note before I go: 1 Jn.4:15: "Whosoever shall confess that Jesus is the SON OF GOD, God abideth in him, and he in God. Notice it states that if we confess this, God indwells us, yet we are to believe from those who deny the deity of Christ that God does not dwell in his Son. God did and still does indwell His Son. In addition to this, Yahshua (Jesus) has never usurped His Fathers authority and position as the "Most High God" in that Yahshua Himself refers to His Father "Yahweh" (even still today) as His GOD! He (Yahshua) has set the example as to who we as "CHILDREN OF GOD" should be calling GOD! If Yahshua can do this with all of His POWER and AUTHORITY then I as having received the "Spirit of adoption" should be able to show the same respect to His Father as He (Jesus) does, by calling His Father (Yahweh) the "ONE TRUE GOD". Jesus (Yahshua) didn't even want people to call Him GOOD. He said only His Father was GOOD. Even though I have said all of this, I can certainly understand why people insist on calling Jesus (Yahshua) God. Even though the scripture would suggest we not do it, to preserve the ultimate and final authority His Father (Yahweh) now has and will have for ever. Amen As you read and believe the truth in this Testimony, I pray, Yahshua, will have mercy on You, as He had on me! Terry Blake Some have suggested I include with this testimony the things that took place after this would be helpful in determining the truth of it all. So, here are some of the effects this encounter had on my life. (1st year stuff) I began reading the Bible for the fist time in my life. Since I had just met Jesus, I wanted to know what he actually did say. Not some religious interruption that tried to tell me what they though the text said to support their specific brand of Christianity. So, I began reading just the RED text in the Bible on my own, knowing the Holy Spirit would lead me into knowing the real truth contained in this book we call the Bible. In other words, I TRUSTED HIM!! I went through a number of Bibles, because when I got to some passage the Holy Spirit wanted me to take note of, I would begin to cry. The tears would flow, and the pages of the Bible I was currently reading would get all wrinkly. This also caused me to HIGHLIGHT the specific text with a colored highlighting pen. After a year or so I would have so much highlighted that I would decide to start over again with a new Bible. I finally settled on the NEW King James version and a highlighter that does not bleed through to the other side of the page or smear when tears get on it. I have now read the Bible 3 times through from cover to cover. My favorite is Revelation. I think at last count I have read that book as least 12 or 13 times in its entirety. The Bible is truly an amazing book. Every time I read the Bible something NEW seems to just jump out at me and I can say: "Gee I didn't know that was in there." My question was always the same. "How come no one is preaching on this?" The answer was always the same "It would diminish the money given in the offering plate and those who run the churches would rather take in the maximum amount money instead of telling the full truth to those attending." During the 2nd year of my salvation the Lord called me to pray 1 hour per day. If I awoke before 3am I would start with "Thank you for today Lord" if after 3am I would begin with "Thank you for a NEW day Lord". Either way I would look at my watch and note the time. If it was 4:44am then I would sit and pray till 5:44am. After the 1st 45 minutes or so I would run out of things to ask for and complain about. This left me with at least 15 minutes of pure LISTENING TIME. It's amazing what you can hear from the Lord if you really commit to listening. It was really a great training experience to do this for ONE YEAR!! Now my prayer life seems as normal as breathing. The 3rd year, I fasted for one day every week for ONE YEAR (Saturday was the chosen day). This was really amazing to me. Fasting seemed to clean out my ears somehow. My Father and Yahshua were both easier to hear and be with when I had my flesh under at least some control. I now practice several kinds of fasting in my life on a regular basis. This allows me to have a wonderful daily on going relationship with my Father and "Yahshua the Messiah" without interruptions. Thank you LORD for finding me when I least expected it. There is more to say! I must quit somewhere. I leave you to consider this final thought: TRUST HIM!! HE WILL REWARD YOU FOR DOING SO!!


Name:
The Zorobabel Legacy
Location:
San Bernardino, California, USA

Testimony

Thank you for this opportunity! I have already written several volumes of Testimony of what Jesus has done for me and even written a condensation of those volumes in one concise free E-book, which I would be overjoyed to have you peruse and contemplate. I have a tremen- dous burden on my heart to tell the world of all the things Jesus Christ my Lord has done for me! This is not your typical Testimony. It's probably too much for most people to even believe. Thanks! Sincerely, Havilah.


Name:
The Zorobabel Legacy
Location:
San Bernardino, California, USA

Testimony

Thank you for this opportunity! I have already written several volumes of Testimony of what Jesus has done for me and even written a condensation of those volumes in one concise free E-book, which I would be overjoyed to have you peruse and contemplate. I have a tremen- dous burden on my heart to tell the world of all the things Jesus Christ my Lord has done for me! This is not your typical Testimony. It's probably too much for most people to even believe. Thanks! Sincerely, Havilah. P.S. The E-book can be found at http;/www.freewebs.com/zorobabellegacy/


Name:
Paula
Location:
Clarksburg

Testimony

I THANK THE LORD FOR LOVING ME PAST ALL MY FAULTS AND FAILURES. SO MANY THING ON THE INSIDE THAT HE IS CONTINUALLY CLEANING OUT. I THANK HIM THAT HE EXPOSES THAT AND CLEANS THE TEMPLE OUT. YET HE LOVES SO MUCH BEYOND WHAT WE UNDERSTAND. I THANK YOU LORD THAT I AM FREE. FREE OF GUILT,WORRY,FEAR,AND OPPRESSION. YOU PAID THE PRICE THAT WE DO NOT HAVE TO BE SUBJECTED TO THOSE THINGS. THANK YOU FOR YOUR SAVING HAND. THANK YOU LORD FOR MERCY AND GRACE.


Name:
Christina
Location:
Modesto, CA

Testimony

I thank God for my beautiful daughter who has brought so much joy to my life, for my loving boyfriend whose always trying to help me stay focused on the important things, and for the guidance God has given me. I am truly blessed....Thank you Jesus.


Name:
Nichole Leavell
Location:
Columbus, Ohio

Testimony

On June 16, 2003 while pregnant with my 2nd son on bed rest. My 12 year old step daughter raped my 4 year old son. This was that worst thing that we thought could happen. But through this journey it taught us to get in the face of our Heavenly Father to lead us and guide us. It taught us about the Peace that surpasses all understanding. This taught us about relationship with Jesus Christ our Savior and it even brought us closer as a family to openly share what we have been through and to encourage others the Jesus is a Keeper of the mind. He loves us and will be that solid rock when you feel the world has failed you. I encourage any one that has had a child molested or been molested yourself to look to the hills from whece commeth your help because your help can and will come from the Lord. If you cant see those hills now dont stop looking for them. I Love You with the Love that God has share with me. Sister Nichole


Name:
for security reasons, cannot say
Location:
for security reasons, cannot say

Testimony

The Life and Testimony of a Converted Muslim I Hassan, born in a orthodox family where I was hearing always about the Islam; my parent sent me to the Islamic school to learn the Quran. They want make me Hafiz’ Qari and a good preacher of Islam. I taught Quran by heart, [memorized Quran] and was studying to learn more so that I can teach to other people about the Islam. According to my faith, Islam was a good and perfect religion and I was against to the second big religion Christianity. I always says that Christian people are foolish and mad because they believe that the Jesus Christ is the Son of God. Is Mary was the wife of God? There were many questions in my mind, which I can ask to Christian people. How a man, Jesus Christ, can save you? How you can call God the Father? God is God, and He has no wife that He can have Children. Since 1975, I was at my uncle's Shop, where some Christian organization were throwing hand bills regarding the Christianity, and I decided to read it so that I can debate with Christian, and I can guide them because they don’t know about the truth. When I started studying the scripture, interest increased in myself and, instead of converting soul to Islam, I felt some power is pulling me to the Christianity ~ to know much more about the truth and time came I was fully agreed with the scripture. Since that day and my stage, I could not return to Islam. Then, I met a preacher of Gospel who told me more and helped me to study the Bible thoroughly. I was aware of the Muslim’s religion. I studied and compared the Bible with the Quran, where I found that Jesus Christ is not only the prophet but He is Lord and God with us on earth, who has power to forgive anybody’s sins. In the mean while, when I talked to my family and friends about the truth, a conflict arose between us which brought fight between other people and me. ____________________ My parents and few friends call a preacher of Islam to teach me. They asked me some questions and request me to change the decision. The big question was, How you can call God the Father? I proved it with reference. But, preacher of Islam was not agree yet, says God is God, you can’t call God the Father this is a big sin if you will call God the Father. And you have to apologize otherwise you will be punished. Preacher said you are out of mind and devil is working in you. I don’t know what he whisper to others and they beat me severely. My chin was apart and my cloth were wet with running blood. It was so painful. But, this pain was a sweet pain because it was because of my faith’ and I proved that my faith is true. A Muslim doctor stitched my chin. Since 1976, when my father said you can not eat with us you can not live with us and you can not get share in my property because now you are a non Muslim and you knows very well that, according to the Islam, your punishment is death. But, I want to give you some time so that you can think about your wrong decision. It was second week of January 1976 when my parents kick me out from house with these word that from now we don’t have any relationship with you, from now you are pagan for us, and still we will be ready to accept you if you can come to mosque and announce that you don’t believe this paganism. ____________________ Many time, Muslims people and a Islamic organization tried to kill me. But, God saved me from every step of evil. I was running and sharing testimony, city to city. Few friends told me that your parents and a religious group are looking to kill you because you are a bad example for them. I ran away to other city where, a principal of a Christian technical training center, a British man kept me and I spent there two years; one year training for electrician and one year to serve the Lord in town and villages. After a few month, when Muslims heard that I am living in “CTTC” [Christian Technical training center], they sent few bad characters people to kidnap me. When a British Teacher saw and listens what they are whispering, he told principal and he ordered to shift me to other nearest city. It was a big old hospital building that they bought for mission work and I spent there two month. After two month, principal call me back for final examination for my trade because I was away from CTTC, for two month, and I passed this examination with grade C. ____________________ I wrote a book titled “Christianity or Islam” and I sent it to a Christian press. They answered, we can not print it because Muslim can burn our press because of this book. Then, I sent it to the USA. A brother wrote me, Muslim are looking for Sulman Rushdi, writer of satanic verses, and we can’t print it, for your sake, because Muslims can kill you and we don’t want it. Sulman is of Indian origin and Iranian Government issue decree to kill him. But Gov of France give him asylum and security. I am not sure whether still he is alive or not. I was missing my home city and, after two years, when I return to my city, a Christian man gave me a room to live. Next to my room, a preacher of gospel was living with his family. They were aware of my situation. When few people beat me severely because of my religion and same preacher of gospel look after me for whole night, he was praying for my life when I was terribly injured. He provided me medical treatment and, after a few days, he said I love you and your faith. I want to ask you if you can live with me, as my a family member. He moved to another area and I spent few years with them. ____________________ My brothers heard that I am back to home city. One of them contacted me, Hassan still we are waiting for you. Please, just go to mosque and pretend that still you are Muslim. Please, for our mother sake, because she is sick because of this situation. Please, she is waiting for you. How I can leave my life? How I can leave my Savior who has died for me? I answered. My brother changed the topic. He smiled and says we are glad that you have come back. Mother can not wait to see you and we realize that we really treated you wrong, and we want to welcome you back to the family. We will celebrate it with good memory. We will arrange a big party today; whole family will eat together. I accepted the invitation. I said this is answers of my prayers and I will join my family again. Same day, in the evening, I was with my father and brothers when I greet my mother. She was weeping and cried tears of joy. It was obvious she had done everything possible to make the reunion a happy occasion. Everyone one was happy at this occasion and table was overloaded with food. My mother cooked my favorite dishes. When I dipped my fingers in food, my father and brothers were talking about the family business. I told them shortly about my travels and about my faith. No one was trying to convince me to return to the Islam. My brother and father are whispering when still I was eating, I suddenly became very ill. My arms and legs prickled and went to sleep, blood was running from my nose and body was convulsed with pain. I was praying to God in my heart because I knew that what they did with me. They gave me poison in food. Then, I remembered when few friends told me that I am a bad example for the family and the religion of Islam. I ran out to the road. A riksha [taxi driver] asked me where you want to go? When I saw a cross is hanging in his motor riksha, asked his name, he said, my name is Peter. I went to my preacher and he took me to a hospital, where doctor washed my stomach. Praise the Lord, who saved me from the step of evil and gave me life. I was terribly sick because of poison reaction, and preacher and a brother in Christ sent me to a village where I spent few days until I got better. ____________________ Brothers in Christ decided that I should leave the country for a while. And I ran away to other countries so that I can hide myself. I went to Iran, Turkey, Syria, Cyprus, Bulgaria, Yugoslavia, Austria, and China. God is great. He can use His servant anywhere and he used me in Syria, at the Syrian’ check post when police put me in a basement prison. I asked what is the charge, they did not answer. After a week from the basement prison, where you can not see the light, they took me to the central prison of Damascus and my charge was that I have a full bag of scripture and you can not preach Christianity in our country, and now you will be in prison for two and half month. When I entered in prison, a prisoner Australian Citizen, name David, welcome me and gave me few instruction. I was continue to praying to God Father, why you brought me here. Please, let me know what is my fault. I was feeling myself very alone in prison. Most time, I was spending in prayer and in singing for the Lord. After a nine week, police brought a British young man, named Allen, in prison. He was dressed in Syrian clothes and Muslims prisoners and workers in prison were together and were praising their God. When I asked a prisoner the reason that why you were together, he said praise the God that this British man changed his Christian religion and now he is a Muslim, and we are happy that now he will go through heaven. We are glad that we convert a Christian to the Islam. I was very sad about this situation. It was against to my faith. When I was looking to Allen, he is continue going to Mosque and acting in their prayers as they were doing in mosque. Father, how Allen can convert to Islam? O, Jesus, I am sure Allen is not aware of Islam. Then, why he deny you before many people? One day, I asked to God, Father, I can’t face it everyday and I want to ask this young man that what is the fault he have seen in my Jesus Christ. Is this is the fault that Jesus has died for you? Is this is the fault that He is crucified for you? Father, give me wisdom and knowledge, and I will talk to him. 11 o'clock at night, I went to his bed, afraid that he can tell to the Muslims about this meeting, about the religion. But, I decided I have to talk. He was smoking when I greet him, Hi! He said, Hi! My name is Hassan and I am from Asia. He answered, I am Allen from UK. I asked, what is the charge against you? I can see the tears in his eyes he said, I was in hotel. Someone stolen my passport. Police brought me here because I don’t have proof of my citizenship. I am very much worried because UK embassy is not in this country. I don’t know what I should do. When I heard his story, it make me sad. I asked, what is your religion? Answered, I am Muslim. From How long you are Muslim? I accepted Islam in this country. Did you studied about the Islam? No. Are you Muslim? He asked me question. I said, no, I am a Asian Christian. He was screaming when I told him that I am converted from Islam to Christianity. He told me that he changed his religion because of the charge that he loose his passport. One Muslim advise him, if you will change your religion, police will treat you as a good person. Otherwise, they can torture you. I promise to Allen, I will pray for you and I will talk to a Australian friend if he can help you. At night, we were praying together. One day, I saw David in next campus. I spoke to him little about the Allen and his situation. David told me Syrian are very against to British people. Therefore, they kick out UK embassy from Syria. But, God is great and He will help us. David promise me that he will talk to the Australian embassy, if they can help Allen. David wrote a letter to the Australian embassy and, after few days, three people, from Australian embassy, came for visit to Allen. They brought some fruit, cloth, and a pocket size copy of the New Testament. They promised for help. After two days, a man came from Australian Embassy with ticket and a emergency passport for Allen. He gave me a huge hug and says, O, Father, forgive me. You are so good to me. His last word was to me, my friend, I am thankful to God that I am a Christian and I am thankful to you for all kind of help, and for you that you reminded me and proved that our God is alive. I gave thanks to God, Father, thank you that I am not alone. Thank you that you can use your children anywhere. After a two days, a police man called me and said, you are released. And he said he was enjoying when I was singing songs in my language. Police bus released me at the Turkish border. ____________________ I was sick and tired and could not find the job in Turkey. I decided to return to Iran. When I went to Iranian embassy for visa, they required to charge $50.00 at the Iranian border. It make me sad because I had $45.00 in my pocket. I fast for one day, to ask God for money so that I can get visa for Iran. I was in prayer and I decided to tell the Iranian embassy that I don’t have money. After prayer, I went to Iranian consulate and I told him whole story that how Syrian put me in prison and now I don’t have money. He was happy when I was talking in Persian language. He said, give me your passport. I will see if I can help you. Next day, when I asked him, he said, this is against to our law but I don’t know why I stamped visa on your passport. It was great joy. I praised to God for the help. ____________________ I went to Iran, in Tehran City, where few friends welcome me and they helped me to find the job. I was working in a scale factory, named ‘Benazeer’, out of Tehran. I was worshiping with a church at the University Road, in Tehran. During the first week when I reached in Iran, I went to church and I met Ali’ a Iranian; Muslim friend who was studying about the Christianity. I told him about myself, that how I accepted Christ my Savior. After a month, he proclaims and accepted the Jesus as his Savior. He was working in Air Force and was living with his brother. When his brother heard that Ali’ is interested in Christianity, he kick him out from house. When I left Iran, Ali’ was seeking for shelter in his own country and I was ashamed that why I can’t help Ali’. When I told Ali that, tomorrow, I am leaving your country, he was sad. ____________________ Then, I went to China and stayed there for a month. I contacted to brothers in Christ, in my motherland, so that I can return to my own land. Same day, when a military man who was also a religious leader died in plane crash, I returned to my motherland. It was a great joy. There is no place like the motherland. But sometime, it is very difficult when you are not safe in your own home. When Muslims heard that I am back, they tried to kill me by accident and they crushed my legs. God sent some people and they took me to a nearest hospital, which is belong to a Prime minister of Country. When Christian world heard about this incident, they were praying for me. Muslims were happy that now I will never walk and I will spend my life as a disable person. God is great and He is always so good to me. I spent more than one and half year like a disable person and my God saved me. Now, I can walk and work. But up to now, sometime inside pain remind me that God is alive and he brought me to the life when I was on bed, like a dead person. ____________________ God gave me new life. But, I was not able to travel. I decided to live in a town so that I can hide myself from this evil world. I brought a mini truck and decided to start a business, so that I can get my daily needs. I started work as a salesman with a food factory. After a few month, after some struggle, I won the market; as God is with me and I was starting my work with prayer and guidance from God. He really blessed me and gave me a name in this failed. When other workers heard that I am converted from Islam to Christianity, they beat me and, after a year, I left that factory. After a few days, God gave a contact for other factory and I got the job as sales supervisor. After a year, when people heard that I am a converted from Islam to Christianity, before they persecute me I left the factory. I joined a other food factory. They were happy with my job and they gave me distribution for their products. I spent two years with them and, when I left this place because of my faith, a friend told me a job as a salesman. I went to there for interview and I was selected. Church advise me to marry and I marry to a Christian lady. Sarah, my wife, was working as a staff nurse in a government hospital. Life was smooth and we were happy in our home. Three years later, God blessed us with a baby boy. Then, just over a year later, God blessed us with a baby girl. We were living in town, away from the enemies of faith. It was April 1998, I was working as a salesman. One day, in my factory where I was working, a Muslim man asked me, let us to go to mosque for prayer. I ignored him, as I didn’t hear him. He asked me again and repeat it three time. After that, he asked one of my driver, why your boss is not going to mosque. He answered, how he can go to mosque? He is Christian. No how, he can Christian. In our record, he is Muslim; by his name and father's name. When he insists, my driver he said, why are you asking me? Ask him he is converted from Islam to Christianity. It was too much for a Muslim. He talked to other fellows. They beat me severely. They said, why you didn’t inform us when you join the factory? We were eating with you and we don’t know that you are a unholy person. They beat me and broken my truck. I ran away. They warn me to leave the factory and return to the Islam. I left everything. I talked to a Christian friend about the situation. He was sorry to help me. ____________________ One day, I was with a preacher of gospel when, 10:30 at night, he dropped me at home. Burglars had forcefully opened the safe with a steel bar. Money, jewelry, and other many things were gone. We called to other brothers for help. We pray together for the wisdom and decided that we will not go to police, because police can arrest me because of my faith. I was praying to God for help and was asking to God for wisdom, and I told God, I am leaving this country. Father, you know they warn me and they want to kill me and my family. Please, help me. A converted brother whom we love, who is working as a preacher, he came to me and said, I am very sorry for the situation. He talked to a friend who is a Bishop. One day, Bishop call me and said, I am sorry for everything. I wish if I can help you and he provided me help to escape to the UAE. One day, same Bishop phone me from next state, to me in UAE, that he want me to introduce to a couple, they are servants of Lord. It was really a great fellowship, when I met a Dutch couple husband and wife. I felt that God blessed me through this couple. They are lovely people and you can see the God from their lives. They asked me to see my wife in my country and, after few days, my wife told me about their meeting. It brought tears in my eyes when my wife phone me and was explaining me about their love. My wife told me she met her, as she is her mother. She said she was screaming with me, as I am her real daughter ~ when my wife told, to the great Dutch couple, about our past; how Muslims robbed our house. She presented a precious gift, a diamond ring, to my wife. This precious ring will stay with us until we are in this world. It will remind us the love of God and it will explain us the love of his children. ____________________ I was fasting and praying in the UAE. I was praying to God, Father, guide me about my future. One day, I received a phone call from Nashville, Tennessee, USA. A brother said, we heard about you and we are very sorry. He said, we have a brother next to your state, named Larry K. Harm. He is a USA national. We already talk to him and he will help you. I took his phone and address and went to his state. When I phoned, his servant told me that brother Larry K. Harm is in office. When she phone him in office, he came to see me. Hi! My name is Larry and you must be Hassan. Yes, I answered. Brother Larry K. Harm gave me a good respect and asked about my need. He asked me if I need money. I told him I have different problem, that I ran away from my country because of religious persecution and I can’t return to my country. He said, we will pray for you and we will help you as we can. One day, he phoned me that he has contacted to Swaziland, where church can give you shelter. I don’t have word to explain about their love. Larry K. Harm's family and the church treated me as I am their real brother. After a one-month, I flew to South Africa where a friend who sponsor me for this trip received me at the airport. I could not see my brother, Larry K. Harm, again. But, they will be continue in my prayers. Praise the Lord, who helped me to flee the persecution from UAE. After a few month, Brother Larry K. Harm and the church brought my wife and children to UAE and, after a week, they see off my family for Swaziland. I am thankful to God for the wonderful families and their undying love. One day, I received a packet from Holland. It was a great joy when I open it and received a wonderful book. It is written by same wonderful Dutch Servant of God whom I met in UAE. Book title is “Hidden Sorrow Lasting Joy”, by Anneke Companjen, from Open Doors International. They make worldwide prayer request for us and so many people in the world are praying for us. We can not forget their love and I can’t value ate their love with anything in the world. I want to say that they are servants of the Lord and the blessed people in this world. So, I spent over 6 years in Swaziland. Church applied, for USA and Canada, for us so that we can live an independent life, but refused. When a friend told me that situation is bit better in our country, I decided to return to home land. I have been visiting South Africa and Mozambique couple of time. Wednesday, 08, September 2004, I was attacked by some fanatic Muslims and injured badly, but saved and alive by the special grace of God. (Continuing information cannot be given at this time.) In His Love, Hassan (names changed for security reasons) Note: As of 1/14/05 Hassan reports to be alive and well. It is his desire that this testimony glorify the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. _____________________________ He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me: and he that loveth son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me, is not worthy of me. He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. He that receiveth you receiveth me, and he that receiveth me receiveth him that sent me. He that receiveth a prophet in the name of a prophet shall receive a prophet's reward; and he that receiveth a righteous man in the name of a righteous man shall receive a righteous man's reward. And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward. Matthew 10:37-42 But he shall receive an hundredfold now in this time, houses, and brethren, and sisters, and mothers, and children, and lands, with persecutions; and in the world to come eternal life. Mark 10:30


Name:
Richard
Location:
Canada

Testimony

by Richard Harrington I am a 56 year old divorced man living in Florida. I became an alcoholic at the age of 13. i had a real messed up childhood starting at the age of 3 when I was adopted into the Harrington family I felt unloved and unwanted from the very beginning which resulted in a lot of trouble at school in the service and in my marriage of 12 years to my high school sweetheart who divorced me in 1979 I could not hold down a job. every job I would get I would get fired or quit for one reason or another but the real reason was drugs and alcohol After my divorce I moved to Florida to start a new life. I stuck my thumb out and hitched hiked from northern California to south Florida worked odd jobs for awhile and eventually went to trade school and got a diploma in air-conditioning went from one company to another for 15 years and finally got fired at this point I was totally lost in drugs and alcohol i lost my apartment because I could not pay rent and ended up being on the street homeless. I stayed that way for 4 years my life was over and had contemplated on suicide many times but I didn't want to go to hell so I decided against it but I was extremely miserable and no friends. I was eaten up by staff infection and hospitalized on many occasions I finally got out of the homeless camp and broke into a warehouse where I lived in a 12x12 room One night i was sitting outside my warehouse on a bumper stop drunk as could be when a man came leaving the corner bar came walking down my street and as he approached I saw myself in him like looking into a mirror this part is hard to explain but I will do the best I can. as he got closer I started to weep and I cried out god! help me! I can not keep going this way just take me out of here I don't want to live any more!! and for 20 minutes or so I wept on my knees till I was exhausted then got up and flopped myself down on the old broken down couch I used for a bed and drifted off to sleep. at six o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by some one calling my name, Richard, Richard, Richard, you must stop drinking you must stop smoking and you must go back to church and as he said that a feeling of warm liquid flowed through my body starting from my head to the bottoms of my feet, and I yelled out thank you Jesus! I knew instantly that Jesus Christ had healed me and this was before I knew what any of this meant but i knew that i would never need drugs or alcohol ever again! i knew it! He put a love into me that there is no words to express it. he totally turned my whole life around I put my trust in him and asked him to lead me to the church he wanted me to be a member of and he did i asked him to find me a home and a job and he did and the good news is i have never looked back I have the same job and go to the same church that he led me to. but that is not the best news the best news is I know where I am going now when I leave this world heaven and I know why I am here and its to serve him and I do with all my heart. He is real! and if you don't know him I implore you to get to know him. he waits for you with open arms. he will be the best friend you will ever have and he loves you very much God bless you! and thank you for taking the time to read my testimony and if you know of any one who needs to here this, please don't wait! send it to them this might be the last chance they will have to accept the Lord Jesus Christ as there personal savior.


Name:
kim
Location:
louisiana

Testimony

I would like to think God for being the head of my life, the light unto my path. For the wonderful son he's given me and a loving husband.my God is great and greatly to be praised.God is good all the time. Thank you Jesus for loving me.


Name:
Joyce C. Lock
Location:
Kokomo, IN, USA

Testimony

~ The Storm ~ Once, as a child, we were dead center (or so it seemed) of a really severe electrical storm; with sounds so loud the affect was a bit more like explosions on our nerves. Though, thankfully, all the family was home; family couldn't even have kept us safe. We gathered around the kitchen table, praying first then trying to find ways to entertain each other so as to distract from all the noise. And, of course, everything within the house had been turned off and unplugged, except the kitchen light and a radio; as it was just that bad a storm. Then finally, mom got up, went over by the sink, and unplugged the radio, too; as the lightning was too close to take the chance of leaving it on. Perhaps that was our clue, lighting was near to striking. Then, with every boom, there was a moment of silence; listening to determine if a tree would be falling on the house or whatever else might happen next. And, no matter how we tried to ignore all that noise, we couldn't help but jump when the sound seemed like a megaphone blaring in our little kitchen. None-the-less, when lightning finally did strike our house, the thunder must have been as loud as if we were sitting in the very cloud that had made all that noise. There wasn't anyone left but what was at a nervous jitter and, of course, the baby cried. Then came what one might have thought to be the most important moment of silence ... listening ... listening ... l i s t e n i n g. But, nothing horrible happened. We heard it. We saw it. The lightning went right by our heads, but nothing. Where did it go? We were immediately hushed as Dad left the table to research what damage the lightning might have caused. Only by now, the silence was that we dare not make another sound until the verdict had been determined. Though it was a bit difficult, we knew this was potentially serious and we children managed to continue shaking quietly. But still, it was a bit of a mystery as all there was, just past the kitchen, was a small utility area; a furnace, a hot water heater, a washer and a dryer ... and all appeared to be in working order. So, dad scanned the room further. There was some metal shelving with a few things on the shelf, a metal tool box (not hot) with all tools appearing to be in tact, and an ironing board and iron ... and the iron hadn't even been plugged in. That's about all that was in the room, unless you want to count dad's work shoes. So, what, now? I'm pretty sure, by this time, dad was calling upon some Heavenly discernment, as he decided to scan the room one last time. He scanned the floor, the curtain rod, the ceiling light, switch plates. "What could he be missing?" "The walls, maybe it went through the wall. Look for a hole or something in the wall." He looked and looked, then ... there, he saw it; the electrical box. Oh, my! Just barely a few feet from where we were sitting, lightning had come through the house and stuck the electrical box. On the outside cover of the box, one of the four screws had been burned out; which was barely an inch from electrical power. Next, dad tested the box itself, to be certain it wasn't hot or having electrical current running through the metal cover. Then, once he concluded it might be safe to open, he did and it was determined that all electrical wiring remained in tact. Shew! That was it? Lightning only hit one little screw? Now, what are the odds of that? Though the storm didn't stop right away, parents reasoned that, for God to protect us from something as close as that, we could be assured we'd be safe through the rest of this storm. Then, mom turned the radio back on and left us children the option to leave the table, whenever we felt comfortable to do so. While having never been amidst such an extreme electrical storm since, God already knew this early experience would prove beneficial to me as an adult. ________________ As it happened, for twenty years, we lived in a small rural community surrounded by miles and miles of farming flatland. And, as we were located, it was quite common for our house to be slammed with 50 mph winds and sometimes greater; whether those winds included rain, snow, hail, ice, blizzard, or debris. And though the older windows had been storm window covered, glazed, caulked, stuffed, drapery and blind covered, and once even blanket covered to slow down the effect, it would sound as if every next slam against the house would be the one that caused windows to pop out or break. Yet, even though childhood fear was not knowingly present, these episodes would produce reoccurrence of that same jittery feeling I had experienced as a child. And as it were, I couldn't seem to make my jumpiness stop. Though, I did not want to impose fear on my children; even by my appearance of such. Therefore, considering that, put with other weather experiences (like tornadoes, ice storms, white outs, blizzards, ice storms, and even our house once being buried in snow) and witnessing the undesirable wining of some with even the slightest weather change, it gave me confidence in God concerning such things and left clues as to how to pray more effectively. So, when I first began coming to God regarding the weather, I just told Him how I saw it to be ... that He knows exactly how much water we need, and how much outdoor plants and trees need (and, whether we think they need that much or not, He knows if a dry spell is coming next week) ... that He knows just how much cold we need, to keep bugs from taking over, etc ... and that I appreciate all those things and am thankful He takes care of it (and I don't have to), that He knows how to do it better than me, and so I won't tell Him how to do His job. None-the-less, in addition to already loathing the crippling and victimizing feeling of fear, I do not want to dishonor God in even the appearance. So, concerning storms, all I ask is that He, please, not terrorize us ... that He not allow what He is doing, with the weather, to terrorize us ~ as terror does not come from God. Thus, wherever the blame goes, just don't let us be terrorized. That's all I ask. Whether a perfect prayer or not, it worked. I didn't need to 'know' if I said the words exactly right. I did not have to ask forgiveness for unknown unrelated sin, and I didn't even have to get on my knees. Neither did I ask God to get rid of the storm or tell Him how to get the job done. Also, I didn't have to relive an old experience to overcome and become a better me. It was the noise that most affected me and all I asked was for God, however He would so choose, to help me honor Him by meeting my need ... and He did. Soon in awe, it was amazing! Drawing hubby to our kitchen window, we stood and watched rain spinning on a neighboring roof, while we couldn't tell it was even touching our house. When wind came from another direction, it appeared to bypass us altogether. When tornadoes didn't land, I'd finally go outside to see why so much silence, then run to call my daughter to come see what God had just done. It would suddenly be a beautiful sunny day, with no sign there had ever been a storm at all! I can change the weather; not by my works but just by bringing the need of my heart to God ~ every time. It is not a bit uncommon, as happened this year, among other storms, that a 6"-10" snow prediction hit our entire part of the state, except that it did a horseshoe around the entire city we now live in. As it was, my youngest needed safe traveling to get home with her babies and God left her a clear wide path. In fact, one year, the TV meteorologist got replaced for his lack of accurate predictions; poor guy. Do you suppose they would have believed me had I told them it wasn't his fault? While I make no claim to having obtained in all areas of life, I look forward to that possibility and, in the meantime, know this. We limit God when we tell Him how to meet our need. Just know that He loves us enough to get the job done. 2005 by Joyce C. Lock http://our.homewithgod.com/heavenlyinspirations/ This writing may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes.


Name:
rose
Location:
Philadelphia USA

Testimony

I just want to thank the Good Lord for spared lives. I want to thank him for my son Josh, who greets the days with such passion and each evening with such certainity. to allow me to see how I should be, humble and honest like a child.Thank Him that He never lets go of me, even when I let go of him.For His love,His mercies and His grace towards me."Praise God from whom all blessings flow!" God Bless this network, it helped me out a great deal this morning , when i was unable to sleep and needed a word.


Name:
rose
Location:
PA

Testimony

I thank the Lord for sparing our lives to live to see yet another day. A day that gives me a chance to walk closer to Him. My desire is to go back to church, to walk with the Lord and be strenghtened in the faith."I thank you Lord for answered prayers, and for the prayer that you answered recently.Praise the Lord in the highest.I praise you Lord. Amen


Name:
Norma M.
Location:
Douglasville, GA

Testimony

I have been through the hardest test of my faith that I have experienced in my entire life. I have lost almost everything except my family. I can see those that are even worse off than myself and am in constant prayer for all of them. Without God, I do believe I could not have made it through. I give God all the praise and glory. May all I do in my life be to glorify Him and help those that do not believe.


Name:
Lisa
Location:
Los Angeles

Testimony

Lord Jesus, I come before you just as I am. I am sorry for my sins. I repent of my sins. Please forgive me. In your name I forgive all others for what they have done against me. I renounce satan, the evil spirits and all thier works. I give you my entire self, Lord Jesus, now and forever. I invite you into my life, Jesus. I accept you as my Lord , God and Savior. Heal me, change me, strengthen me in body, soul and spirit. Come Lord Jesus, cover me with your precious blood, and fill me with your Holy spirit! I love you, Lord Jesus! I praise you, Jesus! I thank you, Jesus. I shall follow you everyday of my life. Amen. I was healed by Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior after saying this prayer continuosly saying this prayer until I meant every word sincerely. I had a lump in my breast and it vanished..Praise and Glory to our Living God in the most high!


Name:
Linda
Location:
West Helena, Arkansas United States

Testimony

I am very grateful that God answers my needs before I even know of them. He holds me in the hollow of His hand and His benefits are renewed daily. There is no other like Jesus! May this website be blessed and may all who enter this website be blessed as well.


Name:
Stanley Bolitho
Location:
Bendigo Victoria Australia

Testimony

The Lord has blessed me every day of my life, He still blesses me every day in providing me with "My daily bread and the some." I have learnt to wait on the Lord and He has never let me down. Thank you God for all the wonderful days You have given me.


Name:
Frank Johnson
Location:

Testimony


Name:
Sandra
Location:
Belmopan, Belize Central America

Testimony

Hi, I don't know where to begin, all my life I felt that their was more to life than just existing for a while then leave and disappear like nothing. Growing up I always ask myself "What is our purpose?" I felt there was more to LIFE! I was always in and out of different churches and always like to hear the word of God but didn't really apply it to my life. There was a point in my life that I said to myself " I don't need God I can take care of things myself." So I kept handling any problems myself thinking I can, yes I did handle some well but recently I really had a tough situation which I could for no reason handle on my own. This was the day I found out that YES our saviour JESUS lives and that his father GOD exist. Now I have accepted our saviour and will never leave him for nothing. He exist, exist, exist! God has helped me so much in my problems, send his angels to protect me and my family. Prayers do WORK! I thank God and his son Jesus for loving us so much, so much all the mistakes and wrong we do in life he still love us. God is LOVE! I will never leave him and he has never left us! I LOVE JESUS. THIS IS MY TESTIMONY!


Name:
Sandra
Location:
Belmopan, Belize Central America

Testimony

Hi, I don't know where to begin, all my life I felt that their was more to life than just existing for a while then leave and disappear like nothing. Growing up I always ask myself "What is our purpose?" I felt there was more to LIFE! I was always in and out of different churches and always like to hear the word of God but didn't really apply it to my life. There was a point in my life that I said to myself " I don't need God I can take care of things myself." So I kept handling any problems myself thinking I can, yes I did handle some well but recently I really had a tough situation which I could for no reason handle on my own. This was the day I found out that YES our saviour JESUS lives and that his father GOD exist. Now I have accepted our saviour and will never leave him for nothing. He exist, exist, exist! God has helped me so much in my problems, send his angels to protect me and my family. Prayers do WORK! I thank God and his son Jesus for loving us so much, so much all the mistakes and wrong we do in life he still love us. God is LOVE! I will never leave him and he has never left us! I LOVE JESUS. THIS IS MY TESTIMONY!


Name:
Grace
Location:
Canada

Testimony

Praise the Lord for the wonderful things He have done and will do in the future for me. Jesus Christ is my redeemer, my sister, my brother, my mother, my father my all in all. I thanked God for taking care of me all praises is due to his name. God is real. Glory to God.


Name:
Niki
Location:
USA

Testimony

God is real and Jesus Christ is alive. He have delivered me from the pit of death and given me eternal life, he can the same for you reader of this testimony, His promises are sure and His words are truth take Him at his words and all will be well with you. You can be fornicator,drug addict, a thief, an adulterer, a murderer or what ever you are he can change your life to the better if you only believe in the Lord Jesus Christ. I was lost and he saved me, I was poor and he make rich, he blesses me everyday with everlasting love, strength to face another day, food, clothing and a roof over my head God is so good my appeal to you is to live the life that God wants you to live. Jesus Christ will come again be ready. Jesus loves you. Oh Praise the Name of the Lord. Let everything that have breath praise his name because He is worthy of the praise. Every morning give yourself to HIM.


Name:
Denise Smith
Location:
Las Vegas, Nevada

Testimony

Every morning I thank God for letting me live another day. He has been so good to me. Although I have been through a lot in my life, he has given me the strength to get through it. I feel that my strength comes from the negativety that I have had to endure. I think God for my house, my car and for my job. Sometimes I dont feel loved by people who should love me, but I know that God loves me. I am a loving person no matter what happens. Thank God.


Name:
Helen Merced
Location:
Philadelphia,Pa,USA

Testimony

I,thank God for giving us the gift of life throught his Son Jesus Christ.The gift that keeps on giving day after day,and year after year.Thank you Jesus the lamb of Jehova.


Name:
Janina
Location:
Auckalnd, New Zealand

Testimony

God, has really touched me in my life. I'm only twelve, but I feel that God is really using me in so many ways. I love God so much, so much, that I can't explain. On the 10th of May 2006, I got baptized in the holy spirit and I was sooo changed. More than ever. I will never forget the day, I spoke in the heavenly language, God gave for us christians. Its so cool, I'm sitting here typing away, and so excited, for what God's got planned for me. I now want to draw more people to God, and I dont care one but who you are, I want to see you in heaven, celebrating with us all. I'm actualy crying, because I feel God here right now. I'm ashamed of what I did in the past, but I know God loves me and he's forgiven me. God's got a plan for all of us, if we will just follow him. GOD BLESS, LOVE YOU ALL!!!


Name:
cathy
Location:
new zealand

Testimony

I thank God that He had changed my life, that He is always beside me and never leave me alone, He holds my hand tightly and never let go, He always love, thank You so much God!


Name:
Sarah
Location:
Auckland, New Zealand

Testimony

well... God had changed my life sooooo totally!!! and i am really glad that i know him GOD BLESS!!!!!!



Name:
candice
Location:
beach park, il

Testimony

In my testimony, i got up in front of my church. I told them how bad my life was younger and how i started to smoke and cutt my wrist. then I told them that through one smingle friend, I foung Jesus, and how I accepted him as my Lord and personal Savior.


Name:
Victor King
Location:
Singapore

Testimony

What men could not do, Jesus did (From a street gangster to a Gospel preacher) Full testimony on http://victorkingministries.com/partners.html


Name:
sam
Location:
laguna beach

Testimony

GOD MELTED MY GUITAR STAND On June 5th 2009 On Friday Night at First Fridays Revival meeting on June 5th, I had a strange thing that happened. After the intense meeting I went to pack up my equipment. I noticed that my guitar stand was melted. Yes my guitar stand melted. The rubber part on top of my guitar stand was all melted. Also I noticed that the metal part was rusted. It looked like it been through heavy fire. I showed it to several people at the church to witness, this. They were all in shock. "I guess you were really hot play tonight" joking in amazement. After all that excitement, what about my guitar. I went to check out my guitar. I notice that my guitar was fine. No damage. Some how my guitar stand was the only thing melted, but my guitar was not. Now that is a miracle. What is God doing!! I don't know. But what ever he wants to do It's all right, He is God. Signs and wonders. Unexplainable I say. God Bless, Sam Tanaka


Name:
SAM
Location:
LAGUNA NIGUEAL CA

Testimony

GOD MELTED MY GUITAR STAND On June 5th 2009 On Friday Night at First Fridays Revival meeting on June 5th, I had a strange thing that happened. After the intense meeting I went to pack up my equipment. I noticed that my guitar stand was melted. Yes my guitar stand melted. The rubber part on top of my guitar stand was all melted. Also I noticed that the metal part was rusted. It looked like it been through heavy fire. I showed it to several people at the church to witness, this. They were all in shock. "I guess you were really hot play tonight" joking in amazement. After all that excitement, what about my guitar. I went to check out my guitar. I notice that my guitar was fine. No damage. Some how my guitar stand was the only thing melted, but my guitar was not. Now that is a miracle. What is God doing!! I don't know. But what ever he wants to do It's all right, He is God. Signs and wonders. Unexplainable I say. God Bless, Sam


Name:
Kathy
Location:
Red Bluff, CA

Testimony

God is Good


Name:
sam
Location:
orlando,fl

Testimony

I am so greatful to be a child of the most high God.For all that He has done for me.It is only by His grace I am here today,living a life a join heir of His kingdom.His goodness & mercies brought me out of the worldly sins,not saying i do everything rite but bcause of his son Jesus gives me the assurence that everything going to b o.k. From the beginning creation God has set me aside knowing the life i will attain but still found favor in me.Am not proud of the life i live,but the life i did live REVEAL GOD to me & am greatful for u LORD


Name:
sam
Location:
orlando,fl

Testimony

I am so greatful to be a child of the most high God.For all that He has done for me.It is only by His grace I am here today,living a life a join heir of His kingdom.His goodness & mercies brought me out of the worldly sins,not saying i do everything rite but bcause of his son Jesus gives me the assurence that everything going to b o.k. From the beginning creation God has set me aside knowing the life i will attain but still found favor in me.Am not proud of the life i live,but the life i did live REVEAL GOD to me & am greatful for u LORD


Name:
Luther T. Collins
Location:
Henrico, VA, United States

Testimony

I have been strugling in the area of my finances and it's been causing problems in my marriage. Not only has God restored my marriage when we were physically separated for a couple of days removing our property from our home but I was blessed with a check today for $150 out of nowhere and I know it is nothing but God. For he is worthy of all the honor the glory and the praise!


Name:
Nate Harry
Location:
Cumming, GA USA

Testimony

I thank God that he has our first two grand children. One boy and one girl. They are both healthy and are doing well. They were born about two weeks apart. And we are enjoying our role as grandparents. To God be the glory... And may God bless everyone who reads this testimony...

 

 

 

 

 

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