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A Christian's Testimony

Posted on: March 4, 2008 5:01 pm
Edited on: November 28, 2009 8:34 pm
 

Aboy4Christ!

My name is Tony. I am 43 years old and married to the most wonderful woman for 17 years now. When I met her 18 years ago, I had just got out of the military. My wife and most of her family were of the Christian faith, I was raised Catholic and called myself a Christian. I thought I was! The first seven years or so of our marriage was very rocky (I do not know how my wife stayed with me). I was very foul mouthed, and listened to nothing but the hardest gangster rap that I could find. I disrespected my wife in MANY ways. Many ways! I am embarrassed and hurt at what I put her through. She stood beside me, as did her family. I drank a lot! Hung around with bad influential people! That eventually led me to drugs. Cocaine, and crank! started out small, and then increased dramatically, hiding money from my wife to support my habit. Freebasing (smoking crank)! Eventually I got to a point that I could not get the money any more, so I switched with guns blazing to alcohol (which I never had left, but was secondary to drugs). It got to where I drank every night, at least a 12pack, and I absolutely could not sleep with out it. I had insomnia, and very bad anxiety. My under arms would sweat profusely wetting all my shirts, and making me very self conscious. I could not go out to dinner, or shopping, or anything, because I would have very bad anxiety attacks and break out into a flushed sweat (even with my family). Meanwhile, my mother-in-law (Margie) unknown to me at the time, was diligently praying for me. Me and Margie were close, we had :(she passed away 6 years ago) a special bond (even though I was as far away from God as I could be). Margie, since the day that I met her was fighting Lupus. A nasty disease that attacks all the major organs. She lost her kidney, and had a transplant after years of dialysis, then that one began to fail. She was always sick, lost her hair, almost died numerous times. She spent a lot of time in the hospital. Never complained!! I was drawn to her because she was unlike anyone I had ever met. Full of Grace, humility, but above all Love. She radiated everywhere she went regardless of how she felt. One time in the hospital she got so bad .. so bad, that me and my wife went to church to ask the Lord for help, and we kept going as the Lord drew me (us) near. Remember, that I thought I was saved! I made my communion as a catholic and was baptized. I think I may have even raised my hand before to accept Jesus (It was not with a true heart-merely words). Then, I heard a sermon! The Pastor preached that the Lord was going to say to some of us there, on the day of judgement, to get away, he never knew me. Wow! I went home and called my mother-in-law (she finally was home) to ask what he meant? She could not answer, because she didn't know the context of how he had spoke it. I started to clean up my act .... slowwwly. So now I am a self proclaimed Christian doing good works. I still had the anxiety, and the Alcohol, and the insomnia. I wanted so bad to stop drinking, but I would go days without sleep if I did not get drunk. I prayed! I put on Christian music as I slept! I tried and tried. I was a mess! I almost gave up the whole Christian thing. I was doing everything I could do to get what Margie had. Peace! We started a bible study with mostly family (small). This is where the lord ministered to me. He took me to the passage that was bothering me.

Matthew 7:21-23   Jesus said- 21. "Not everyone who says to me, Lord, Lord, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22. Many will say to me on that day, Lord, Lord did we not prophesy on your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles? 23. Then I will tell them plainly, I never knew you. Away from me, you evil doers!"

Shortly after I read this and the Lord opened my eyes and heart, alone in my home, I got on my knees and asked the Lord with a sincere heart to forgive me for my sins and to be the leader of my life. I chose to believe and trust Jesus. Wow! The Lord began to change me as the days went, and took away my anxiety and provided me with restful sleep without the aid of alcohol for the first time in years. HE CLEANED ME UP! He saved my marriage, and my health. Jesus gave me Peace! Peace found no where else!! Life is not always easy, but he never lets me down. What an awesome Savior! As soon as I stopped doing things myself and gave it to him, and made him 1ST in my life, he carried my burdens for me! Jesus Loves!

That's my short version and story! I would Love to have other Christians come into this Blog and give us your testimony, your story .

This BLOG is for testimony and Praise to God. Any negative comments or negative posts will be deleted.

Bless you all!!

 

 


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Since: Oct 30, 2011
Posted on: May 8, 2012 8:56 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

And an Amen to 's post.



Since: Oct 30, 2011
Posted on: May 8, 2012 8:54 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

Tony I know you wrote this a long time ago but it touched my heart. I had drifted away from the Lord and am just now going back to church and starting to take prayer and serving him seriously again. I have become Catholic and am having an opposite experience to what you had in the Catholic church. God bless you and He will keep on blessing you! That is a wonderful thing about Him. He never stops leading us where we need to go even though we are like mindless sheep that have no idea where to go. Praise Him!



Since: Feb 7, 2008
Posted on: February 20, 2012 12:21 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

What a post! It takes a lot of courage to tell people your story, especially in this time where Christians are blasted and made fun of. It also takes a lot of courage to post this story on this site where most of us poke fun at one another (myself included).


Your story is great and I am proud of you. Keep it up!    




Since: Oct 27, 2007
Posted on: December 5, 2009 3:57 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

WOW! Brother Jim,

You and I have a lot in common. I see many if not all of your struggles in my life, and Christ has restored me in so many ways also. As you said, there is still much work to do. The Lord says that he will never give us more than we can handle. I believe that the Spirit illuminates sin and indifference as we grow, and that if we saw ourselves as we really are all at once we would be completely overwhelmed, discouraged, and possibly give up. I have work to do! Also like you, a lot changed for me rapidly once I was born again, some gradual growing, and some to do, as well as some unseen (unrevealed to this point) work that will come. A very important thing for me is looking back at what Christ has done, and not focusing always on my shortcomings .. keep working and resting in his Grace.

The story (vision if you will) of you and Doc was so awesome. What a testimony in itself! God takes our weaknesses and makes them strengths so that we might help others and so Glorify God.

I will be in prayer for you and the relationship of your daughter Rose!!!! Praise God for your victories in other relationships, especially with Donna, your love. My wife also fought tooth and nail to keep our marriage when I was nothing of a man, nothing of a friend, nothing of a husband, nothing of a provider, nothing to be proud of, hurtful, selfish, angry, drunk, stealing, the list is long. Now my love, like your love, is the best and most important person in my life apart from the Father, Son, and Spirit. We celebrated 17 years in August, and we continue to grow and I continue to love her more and more, Christ enabled!

Thank you again, so much, for sharing your testimony!

God bless you and your family!!

In Christ,
Tony



Since: Sep 1, 2008
Posted on: December 1, 2009 8:12 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

My Testimony.

 

My name is Jim and I am a grateful follower of the One True Higher Power, our Lord Jesus Christ who struggles with alcoholism, anger, depression, sexual addiction and in general an extremely addictive personality.  After lifetime of addictive behaviors, I gave my life to the Jesus on December 24<sup>th</sup>, 2002.  I am happy to say I am over seven and half years sober from an adulterous lifestyle and I have been sober from alcohol over 5 and half years.

I have spent my entire life struggling with addictive, obsessive and compulsive behaviors.    Alcohol was always part of my life growing up.  My dad had a bar to stop at whether he turned left or right going out of our driveway.  He would often take me with him and I can remember him sliding his glass in front of me and letting me take a sip when there would no one else in the bar or no one else looking.  My dad also played cards, most nickel and dime at a “pool hall” above the shoe store downtown.  Not that he was compulsive; he played six days a week and sometimes on Sunday.  He would often take me with him and I would play pool without cue sticks, drink a coke and eat a candy bar while he and the boys played cards and swore like sailors.  The only time I can remember my mom and dad yelling at each other was late one Friday night when he lost his week’s paycheck playing poker.  They got into it pretty good and I remember him taking a fifth of whiskey and turning it up. 

Needless to say I was a quick study and by the time I was 15 years old I was already drinking and driving.  I remember drinking in the parking lot at my high school ring dance in my junior year.  I had finally arrived and had a common bond with some of my classmates and I felt like I  fit in.   The last time my mom grounded me was the night before my high school graduation when I was over scotch whiskey at a classmate’s graduation party.  There were no more graduation parties after that, but the drinking and eventually drugs had just begun. 

After graduation, I worked two jobs over the summer, often over 80 hours per week.  By fall most of my friends were planning on college so I decided to attend the local community college too.  One of the courses I signed up for  was “Drama Workshop”.  One of the students in that class was a Vietnam vet named “Bob” who still wore his army gear.  His hair was kinda long and he came into class one Friday and there was a certain “air” about him.  You could literally see the bubbles floating around his head.  I did not know what he was “on”, but I knew I had to have some.  I approached him and bought a bag of marijuana from him for 15 bucks.  Wouldn’t you know my mom found it in my jacket pocket even before I had gotten a buzz off of it!  Mom told me if I was going to do that stuff, she would just as soon have me do it at home, so as not to get in trouble (not that she was codependent or anything like that) so I did.  I quickly committed to getting high on a daily basis and one drug led to another everything from LSD to cocaine to cough syrup.  I tried everything I could get my hands on and tried it least twice in case it did not work out first time.  I was a daily user of marijuana for roughly the next 10 years (best as I can recall).  I had completed a four year college degree, married and had three beautiful girls and had already made several attempts at affairs before I came out of the fog. 

 

It was not long after I stopped smoking pot that I returned to my first love, old demon alcohol.  It started with social drinking after work, but rapidly escalated into a twelve pack every day after work to “unwind” from the stressful job I had.  A major move to Georgia, a business failure and a miserable home life led me to a daily pattern of beer and whiskey each night after dinner, until I eventually would pass out.  I would always make it in to work the next morning, but apparently my habit did not go unnoticed.  Well, at least a certain beautiful young woman noticed me and I noticed she had an interest in me.  Our relationship blossomed as I needed a damsel in distress to rescue and she needed a knight in shining armor.   After a torrid affair, Donna and I were married February 28<sup>th</sup>, 1991, three days after my first marriage was “annulled”.  Things were great for a few months before I suffered my first major depressive episode and I was diagnosed as “manic depressive”.   It was not long after that, before our first anniversary, that infidelity struck again.  The bubble had burst and the honeymoon was over.  The cycle of alcohol, lies, deceit and infidelity started all over again.  Donna stayed by my side, and there were some good times and some tough times.  We moved from South Carolina to St. Louis, to Cincinnati, to Philadelphia, and to Duluth, Georgia climbing the corporate ladder and trying to rebuild our life with a series of geographic cures with mixed results. 

In Duluth, Georgia my new boss and I enjoyed several of the same hobbies, including golf and drinking which we did on a regular basis.  I met some new “friends” that also shared regular trips to the bar.  Donna travelled about half the time and I had time to hang out with my new friends and play a lot of golf.  After a round of golf on a hot July summer day, we were cooling off at Bailey’s when one of my new female “friends” gave me a big hug from behind and it was then that I started the “chase”.   It was a natural as were both were alcoholics, although I would not admit it.  Finally a few months later on December 21<sup>st</sup>, 2001 it came to a head.  I decided I would rather be with my new “friend” than with my wife Donna.  We called our spouses and had them join us at the bar and this was to be the night of no return.  Donna did show up and tried to convince me to come home, but I refused.  She did return later that night and did take me home, but  I had already mentally checked out of our marriage.  Donna just would not let me go and she decided to fight on.  The following day I shared some of my other indiscretions with her, thinking she would surely want me to leave but for some reason she decided to fight to save our marriage.  You may be thinking this was my low point, but I had not yet bottomed out.  I reluctantly agreed to give it another shot, but initially my heart was just not in it.  Needless to say Christmas and holidays were not very happy that year.  But we did decide to try again.  I did not know it at the time but this is when God stepped in. 

Less than three weeks later, I was told that my department and position were being eliminated.  This was on January 10<sup>th</sup>.  I called an old boss to see if he had any positions, but he said he had did not have an open position, but the company did have an opening in Denver and San Diego.  Both of those spots sounded pretty good to me.  I sent in my resume on a Friday afternoon, and I got a call from the personnel manager the next Tuesday.   They were interested in me for a position in Michigan, working for my old boss.  As it turns out when they saw my resume, they decided I would be a good fit in Michigan, even though there was not a position open. 

My first day on the job in Michigan was January 28<sup>th,  </sup>2002, less than three weeks after my position in Georgia was eliminated. 

Donna had to decide if she would move with me to Michigan.  She said yes and we moved into our new home in Tecumseh on a snowy March 25<sup>th</sup>, 2002.  We moved to Michigan to try another fresh start.  We still had many unanswered questions and my drinking continued to escalate.  I spent the bulk of 2002 trying to see how drunk I could stay and still function.  I discovered a new hobby in wine and beer making and by the end of 2002 I had over 60 gallons of alcohol in various degrees of production. 

 

Donna knew we needed help and felt a “nudge” from a small church on the corner of W. Chicago and Union Street.  She asked me to find the phone number for the church and I blew her off.  Church was the last thing I wanted to do.  That summer the welcome wagon showed up with a church directory.  Donna contacted the preacher and we decided to visit.  I went along because  I was not going to let her go by herself, but she would have.  I would go to church with her on Sunday mornings and then come home and start to drink. That August, Donna also decided to see a Christian counselor.  She new she was at least going to get herself right, even if she couldn’t do anything about me.  I asked if I could also go to counseling with her , when the time was right.  She agreed and I eventually started seeing her counselor too, both as a couple and individually.  I specifically remember a Saturday session when my counselor prayed with me. That really made an impact on me.  Something changed that day.  But I still had a long way to go. 

On December 15<sup>th</sup>, 2002 I drove to Cleveland, Ohio to a football game.  I drank a bottle of wine on the way and was drunk by the time I got there.  I fell on the way back to my seat in the 4<sup>th</sup> quarter and chipped my front tooth, but I didn’t even realize it.  My daughter got me back to the hotel.  It was on the drive back to Tecumseh the next day that I realized I had chipped my tooth.  It was on that Monday, December 16th that I finally reached my low point.  I finally admitted I had a problem.  I knew I had to do something. 

Eight days later on Christmas Eve, the preacher delivered a passionate invitation.   On the way out of the service, I asked the preacher if there was room in the baptistery for me.  I was baptized that evening on Christmas Eve, 2002.  I started a new life.  I did not know what the future held, but I knew this was a decision I had to make.  I had always believed in God, but I now put my life in His hands.  I will say that some of my character defects were instantaneously taken from me at the time of my conversion, but certainly not all.  I would love to say everything came up roses after that but there still was and still is a lot of work to do.  I had a relapse on January 23, 2003.  That was the last time I was drunk.  I started attending a midweek men’s bible study and began to read and study God’s Word.  I adopted my first life verse of Philippians 4:13 “For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength”

 

I did however continue to drink.  I “managed” my drinking for the next 15 months.  In spring of 2004, God intervened again and taught me a valuable lesson, and I have not had a drink since May of 2004.  Trying to “manage” an addiction just takes too much time, effort and trouble, and it doesn’t work. I can’t tell you how wonderful it is to be completely free of alcohol.   I grew rapidly in the Lord as He had put me on the fast track.  I got active in the church, Donna and I led a ministry and we were on our way.    For the first time in my life I was growing in relationship with Jesus.

 

In the spring of 2005, I learned of a One Day Celebrate Recovery Seminar being held near Gary, Indiana.  A friend and brother of mine and I had made plans to attend, but a church issue came up and we had to put Celebrate Recovery on the backburner.  All things come to pass in God’s time.  In June of 2006, I was at a men’s retreat up north.  On Saturday afternoon, I took a nap and had a dream.  In my dream, my good friend  Doc and I were driving back home from on Highway 127.  Suddenly there were planes dropping bombs on the road.  We were under attack!  The road was littered with bombed out cars and craters from the bombs and was no longer drivable.  At first we decided to turn around, but we said no were going to stay on the road.  So Doc and I got out of the car and started running down the road, hand in hand.  It was at this point  I realized I must be dreaming and awoke.  What I did not clearly understand at the time was that Doc and I were on the Road to Recovery in that dream and in real life.  But where ever we were going, we were going together, hand in hand.

 

Then in 2007, after several tough months, another bout with depression, and an extended time of prayer and fasting, our pastor asked my wife Donna and I if we would be willing to start a Celebrate Recovery in Tecumseh.  We took it to the Lord and He said “yes”, so we said “yes” too.  Even at this point, we still had alcohol in the house and we knew we needed to get rid of it and finally poured it all out and threw away the bottles.  We made plans along with Doc and one other to attend the Celebrate Recovery Summit at Saddleback Church in August of 2007.  We almost missed the registration and it seemed they had sold out.  But somehow, after calling Saddleback, they had 4 more spots available.  Go figure.  Four of us attended the Summit, put a plan in place to start a Celebrate Recovery.  We held our first meeting in Tecumseh on January 4<sup>th</sup>, 2008. 

I knew I struggled with alcohol, anger and depression, but I was still reluctant to use the word alcoholic.  The Tecumseh Herald did a story on Celebrate Recovery and somehow it made it into print that I was an alcoholic.  There is no denying it now, there it was in print.  That was tough to read.  I did not realize I have more issues to face. 

 

The first issue that Celebrate Recovery brought to my attention was my “control issues”.  We had a meeting where the praise band led worship during our large group meeting and I was so uncomfortable not being in control.  So I now added “control issues” to my list of struggles.  I also led our first men’s step study in 2008.  There were just 4 of us, but we all were faithful in completing the step study.  There is nothing like the bonds you make with another as you work the steps together.  It is hard to list one step above another, but the two steps that were most significant to me were the actual sharing of my inventory and making amends.  Although I had written my first testimony months before and shared it several times, there was nothing like sharing my full inventory with another human being.  There is also great power and freedom in making an authentic, personal and heartfelt amends, expecting nothing in return.   In the actual completing of the inventory sheet, I was able to see the correlation between my anger, my depression and my need for control.  I would let things I cannot control make me angry, and depending on the length and magnitude of my anger, it could trigger another depressive episode.  Completing the written inventory has allowed me to see how this has occurred in the past and provided me with tools to prevent a reoccurrence.  We all need to know our triggers and how to avoid them if at all possible.

 

Most all of my relationships have been restored.  My relationship with my brother has been restored after several years of estrangement.  My marriage has been restored.  What a blessing it esd to be kneeling side by side with my wife and hear her thank God for restoring our marriage.  God promises He will repay what the locusts have eaten.  There is still one relationship I am waiting on God’s timing to restore.  That is the relationship with my middle daughter Rose.  I have placed that in God’s hands and I know God will restore it in His time and in His way. 

 

During our 2<sup>nd</sup> trip to the Summit in 2008, God directed me to the Rockbridge Seminary table.  Both Donna and I want all God has for us, and we both want to be the best disciples and children of God that we can be.  We also want to be best equipped to serve in Celebrate Recovery.  Both Donna and I enrolled in Rockbridge Seminary for the October term of 2008.  We both want not only to know God with all our hearts, but also all our minds.  Last October, we were leading and going through a Life’s Healing Choices small group, finishing our step studies and taking our first course at Rockbridge, called Living the Focused Life.  The first course at Rockbridge is basically introspective and one of the main tasks of the course was writing our “story” and putting together a timeline to identify what God had been doing in our lives to bring us to this point where we had decided to start seminary.  All we needed at that point was just a little more introspection.  The course reaffirmed to us that Celebrate Recovery is indeed our calling. 

The third course I took in Seminary was a course in Recovery Ministry.  It was an eight week course for those either looking to start a new or improve an existing recovery ministry.  I have to admit that there were times during the course I felt like a teaching assistant, rather than a student.  I did learn a great deal from the course, most of it about me and my recovery. 

I learned a great deal about the addictive personality.  It is part of me that I will live with for the rest of my life.  Knowing my addictive nature enables me to better understand myself and why I have done and do the things I do.  Paul explains it well in Romans 7:15: “I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.”  Don’t you just hate some of the things you do, but you just can’t help it?  Well, you on your own can’t help it.  Neither could the apostle Paul.  Not without God’s help and the help of one another.  It also explains why some people, me included, need to continue to work their recovery.  My addictive personality explains why I have struggled with alcohol, drugs, sex, money, tickets and even seemingly healthy activities like working out and why I need to keep ever vigilant.  “So if you think you are standing firm, be careful that you don’t fall.” 1 Corinthians 10:12. 

The psalmist also says it in Psalm 3:1-4, 8:

 

O LORD, how many are my foes!
      
; How many rise up against me!

 <sup>2</sup> Many are saying of me,
      
; "God will not deliver him."
      
; Selah

 <sup>3</sup> But you are a shield around me, O LORD;
      
; you bestow glory on me and lift up my head.

 <sup>4</sup> To the LORD I cry aloud,
      
; and he answers me from his holy hill.

From the LORD comes deliverance.
      
; May your blessing be on your people.
      
; Selah

There are so many benefits I have enjoyed since working Celebrate Recovery.  Donna and I have grown much closer as we work our recoveries side by side.  It is not possible to imagine what I would do without the love of my life.  I have gained a great deal of insight into my own addiction, which helps me minister to others from who I am.  But the best benefit I have received is in getting to know and work my recovery along with all of you and all the Celebrate Recoveries throughout the country and the world.  You are the most authentic and grateful group of people I have ever met.  It brings me great joy in really getting to know those of you who I knew before Celebrate Recovery and those of you God has brought into my life since we started Celebrate Recovery started in Tecumseh.  You all are ministers to me.  I thank God for all of you. 

If you are a newcomer here tonight, there is hope.  There is a light at the end of the tunnel and it is not headlights coming in your direction.  Put your trust in God and surrender to Jesus.  The one thing that I could not believe when I was in the throws of denial is that my sins could be forgiven.  I believed the things that I had done were unforgivable.  But Jesus died on the cross particularly for the worst of my sins.   Because He took my place on the cross, and I have put my faith in him, my sins have been forgiven and yours can be forgiven too.  Psalm 103:12 (NLT) tells us “He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.”      So take heart, Jesus died for your sins and if you follow Him, your sins can be forgiven.   Thank you for letting me share. 

 

 




Since: Oct 9, 2009
Posted on: October 22, 2009 4:14 am
 

A Christian's Testimony

Great testimony, I love how the Lord works.



Since: Oct 27, 2007
Posted on: May 23, 2009 1:48 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

David, thank you SO much for sharing that awesome testimony. It goes to show that God so desires us, that he will allow us to go away for a bit that we might truly seek him and know that it was him that called us. The Grace, and Love of Christ that was demonstrated by that couple in the midst of their own great loss was his to use to touch your heart. Awesome Grace!



Since: May 2, 2008
Posted on: May 22, 2009 4:15 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

Wow, the LORD has been good to you Tony!  What a testimony!  It is so good to hear of how the LORD worked in your life.  Let me share with you what He has done for me.

I am here to tell you of the Wonderful Grace of Jesus, which has only recently been revealed to me.  First, I will give you a brief introduction of myself, then I will go into my testimony of how I was saved, and lastly, (but most importantly) I will tell you of how marvelous my Lords saving grace is.  If you do not want to hear of Jesus Christ, and his ultimate love for sinners, then you can leave now, but I urge you to read this anyway, because I want everyone to hear and know that the Lord shall save all who ask.  (Mat. 7:7)

My name is David Kimball.  I was born in 1986 in Oklahoma City, and was the second of my parents six children.  My parents were devout Christians, and from an early age, I was taught that I was a sinner, and had no good in me.  (Rom. 3:23)  They took me to church on Sundays in the morning and evening, and also on Wednesday nights, so since before I can even remember, God, and spiritual things had a great influence on my life.  When I was 14, I was monitored for about a year for testicular cancer, and like many had a "religious experience" because I was afraid of going to hell.  I took comfort from Romans 8, but especially verse 28.  "And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God.  To them who are the called according to His purpose."  (Rom. 8:28 kjv)  I soon realized that I had never repented of my sins, but I was too proud to do or say anything, so I convinced myself that I was alright.  I eventually began drifting further and further away, because my conviction grew stronger, and the stronger my conviction grew, the harder I tried to deny that I was not saved, and the more prideful I became because I did not want to admit that I was a fake to myself or anyone else.  During high school, I became a real military history fanatic.  I loved to read personal accounts of combat experiences, and quickly became amazed at some of the stories of men who would act without hesitation to save one or more of his buddies, even when they knew that they would die themselves.  Logically, I made the connection between that, and Jesus Christ's death on the cross, but it really meant nothing to me.  Certainly not as much as the men who willingly gave their lives for their friends.  After I graduated, I felt that I needed to show my gratitude to these young men by joining the Army National Guard.  (because by that time, my father was in very poor health, and I wanted to stay close for my mother should anything happen to dad)  My dad was in the late stages of hepatitis C, and there were many issues that divided our family from dad's parents and siblings.  One side believed one measure should be taken concerning dad, and the other thought that another course of action was best.  Since both sides believed they knew best, neither side relented until finally it was too late.  My father went home to be with the Lord on Dec 14, 2006, leaving both sides devastated, and the situation completely beyond resolve.  As the months passed, I began to hate the very verse that had given me so much comfort when I was 14.  It got worse from there as began to question everything I had ever been taught.  Soon I was treading on very dangerous ground by angrily demanding that God show me how my family was better off now, and that He tell me why in the (blank) He let all man fall into sin because the sin of one man (Adam)  But then, God began showing me how wicked and sinful I was for not believing Him.  The Holy Spirit really hit me hard with just how awful my sin was in the face of God, and how my life was in his hand, to save me, or cut me off forever.  I became very depressed, thinking that there was no hope for me.  I even considered taking my own life at one point.  I cried to The Lord for mercy, and suddenly, he led me to a man and his wife who had recently suffered great loss, and yet gave thanks to God for his mercy and loving kindness.  They showed me faith that I had never seen before.  I knew a lot of scripture, since I had been raised in a Christian home and immediately thought of Romans 4:3.  "And Abraham believed God, and it was counted to him for righteousness."  (Rom 4:3b kjv)  I knew at once that the Lord had heard my cry, and had showed me an example of the saving faith that this couple possessed.  A week later, I got a call from a family friend, who told me that he would like to meet me for breakfast sometime.  I agreed to meet him that Saturday morning.  When we met, he told me plainly, that he didn't know why, but that the Lord had placed me on his heart.  I was astounded that the Lord would put me on the heart of someone who I had not spoken to for sometime.  I knew for certain, that the Lord was working in me, seeing that He had brought my need of Him to these people who I had not even asked that they would pray for me.  Surely God moves in mysterious ways!  I know now that the Lord has heard my cry, and has delivered me from my sin!  Every year at Easter, we commemorate  the crucifixion, and resurrection of Jesus.  If you have never taken the time to consider how great this salvation is, then consider it now.  We are sinners, having no good in ourselves  (Rom. 3:23) who must pay for our sins, either by keeping all of His commandments  (which is impossible[Rom. 4:3]) or by Jesus.  God sent His Son down to us, to live among us who are worthy of God's eternal wrath, and to take the sins of all those who believe,  (Matt. 1:18-25) and die on the cross, a horrible and shameful death, so that those that believe will live.  (John 3:16)  Not only did He suffer an agonizing death, He endured the wrath of His Holy Father that we so rightly deserve!  What amazing love!  John 14:13 (kjv) says,  " Greater love hath no man than this,that a man lay down his life for a friend."  I was amazed by the love that men could have for each other by giving their lives for others, and now I am transfixed by the love that Christ had for me.  For I deserved nothing but death because I had sinned against Him, and yet He took the sins that I had committed against Him, and Him only, and gave me His righteousness, for I had none.  (Eph. 2:8-10)  To God be the Glory!




Since: Oct 27, 2007
Posted on: May 22, 2009 1:30 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

 i became a christian at three cause my dad is a pastor. Smile
I guess god save me alot of trouble.

Good to see you gatorluver. Mine was a different road that is for sure. I know that God knows what he is doing, and it is significant and necessary for some to come to him through the fire, so that they remember from where they came, they can recall undeniable power of God that brought them out, and never wanting to go back there. Not having a family foundation to lead me spiritually as you did, I am grateful that I got there by any means.



Since: Apr 11, 2009
Posted on: May 21, 2009 7:22 pm
 

A Christian's Testimony

By the way, Tony i found the perfect song for this blog, and what happened in your life. It's "So Long Self" by MercyMe. If you don't already have it at least listen to it. I have it on my i-pod and i love it!

i love that song!!!!!
one of my faves!!!!1


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