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 Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 8:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 8:14 pm
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This is Yagami Light927's testimony. I re-posted his first because this sticky was his idea!
I'll start where I remember. I did not grow up in a Christian home. My mom and dad got a divorce when i was in middle school, i believe. My dad was an alcoholic, so I never did like him. My mom always treated my brothers better than they did me. My mom has always found fault in me, for things that I may not even have done. I had been in Christian school since 6th grade. I had become so sick of hearing about God, and sick of the Bible by 10th grade. I got sick of my mom treating my other brothers better also. That same year, at the end, I was suicidal. I went to a friend, Kayte, for help, one that I hadn't talked to in over a year at that time. I don't know why I went to her, but I know that she was amazing help. We talked for a while, and eventually she made me promise a few things, if I were to do anything, I had to call her first, and that I would talk to Mrs. Rosa, a teacher of mine. I also gave my heart up to God over the internet. lol. I went to talk to Mrs. Rosa a few days later, it was the last week of school, exam week. After talking to Mrs. Rosa for a little while, she invited me to youth group. I went to youth group, knowing all of 3 people. As I walked in the door, a friend forgave me for something that I did. I was so shocked. I thank God for that. After the bible study, I went to talk to a friend, Cassy, she is Mrs. Rosa's daughter, I told her what was going on. She told me to talk to Kelly, the youth pastor, and told me how he had been there, and he got saved the day before he was going to kill himself. On the van ride home, I told him, and the 3 others in the van, everything. He told me to just trust God in life, and its great that I was getting help. A few weeks past, I was sitting at my dads, alone, and I picked up a knife, and tried to cut myself, well his knives were dull. When I came home, to my moms, I tried again, once again the knives were dull. I found a razor, and I used that to cut. I went to Kelly again and told him, he said that its not going to be easy to quit. I cut a few times after that, with some time in between each of them. During my 11th grade year, I switched to a diffrent Christian school, the best school I've ever been too. Things were still the same between me and my mom, but I met people that I will never forget, Katybeth, Pinky, Courtney, Sabine, Kendra, and more. Katybeth and Megan, I met her in 6th grade, but she went to Summit in 7th grade, became my best friends. They helped me so much during the school year. Near the end of the 3rd quarter, things weren't going well, and I went to talk to a teacher, with help. I knew I couldn't talk to him alone, so Katybeth went with me to talk to Mr. Sanders, my history teacher. Although I still have times that I want to cut, I haven't cut since near the end of 11th grade. Even to today, I have still wanted to, but I've not done it. It is getting harder day by day, but God is reveling things to me, so its ok.
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 8:16 pm
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And this is MY testimony...
Growing up I was always embarrased about my testimony. Not that I was a bad person, but it seemed that everyone loved a good "bad boy turned good" testimony- they'd laugh they'd cry, they'd shake their heads, and they'd all whoop and holler when it came down to the "but then I got saved outta my wickedness" part. My testimony couldn't be farther from that, so I always thought that made me dull. See, I got saved when I was 6 years old. My parents met in Bible college, got married, and had me about 11 months later. I was a child that LIVED in the Bible college, and when we moved so my dad could accept an internship, we litterally LIVED inside the church he was interning at.
One night, after Sunday night service as I was doing my Sunday School homework (something I wish other churches did) it finally clicked in my brain the gravity of my situation. My homework told me that to go to Heaven I had to talk to God and tell Him I knew I did bad things, I was sorry, and that I wanted to do good things from then on with the help of the Bible and Jesus who died so I could go to Heaven. I began crying, and my mother came over to the kitchen table to see what was wrong with me. When she understood that it was the Lord convicting my heart, she helped me get saved. My father baptized me two weeks later in the church baptistry. My friends told me I splashed in the water like a fish.
Now fastward 11 years. I was 17 and in my first semester of Bible college (I went for one semester to get in a few classes I wanted) and in one of my classes we were supposed to practice telling people our testimonies. Of course, I imediately because embarrased, especially since my classmate, Tony, had such a "cool" testimony compared to my own. When it came my turn, I told him how uncool my testimony was, and that I just got saved when I was 6, that I don't even remember everything because I was so young, and that was it.
Tony looked shocked. I'll never forget what he told me. He said he wished his testimony was as cool as mine! He said he'd seen how people who had the bad-kid-gone-good testimony got a lot of credit for making the decision to turn, but he told me that he would much have an 11 year track record with God than a 3-year one at the age of 42. He told me that he wished his children's testimonies would be just like mine, and that I should be grateful for the years I had growing up in church and on the mission field, serving God with my parents.
Ever since then I've always been proud to say "Let me share my testimony with you."
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Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 10:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 7:42 am
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Hello, well I was save almost 2 years ago, at the age of 16. My parents got divorse when I was 9 and thats why i live only with my mother and my younger brother. Before becoming a christian I still believed in God - the idea of evolution always sounded stupid for me - but I did not believe in a good God, but in a almighty God that liked to have fun watching us in pain. I was goth for 2 years i believe and even though i never really got into drugs, alcohol, nor smoking I was always around people that did. I also got very involve with porn and other things that now really are affecting me. There was a point were I became a masoquist too and loved to watch bloody movies. One time I started hearing voices and I even started seeing shadows around my house -one of the worst expiriences in my life i may say- and i knew in that moment that things were going very very bad in my life... However, God is awsome and he took me out of that place and those people. We moved to another city -which did not make me happy at the moment- and went to an english speaking chrisitian school without knowing english - I live in Nicaragua, Central America, I use to only speak Spanish and Chinese, oh, and my mom is Taiwanese - so it was a huge pain to learn english while not having any friends and being around "good people" all the time. But the time when on and I learned soo many things, and most importantly, I learned that God does love me and he cares more than any one else in this universe for even the smallest details in my life.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 3:58 pm
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kio_oli Hello, well I was save almost 2 years ago, at the age of 16. My parents got divorse when I was 9 and thats why i live only with my mother and my younger brother. Before becoming a christian I still believed in God - the idea of evolution always sounded stupid for me - but I did not believe in a good God, but in a almighty God that liked to have fun watching us in pain. I was goth for 2 years i believe and even though i never really got into drugs, alcohol, nor smoking I was always around people that did. I also got very involve with porn and other things that now really are affecting me. There was a point were I became a masoquist too and loved to watch bloody movies. One time I started hearing voices and I even started seeing shadows around my house -one of the worst expiriences in my life i may say- and i knew in that moment that things were going very very bad in my life... However, God is awsome and he took me out of that place and those people. We moved to another city -which did not make me happy at the moment- and went to an english speaking chrisitian school without knowing english - I live in Nicaragua, Central America, I use to only speak Spanish and Chinese, oh, and my mom is Taiwanese - so it was a huge pain to learn english while not having any friends and being around "good people" all the time. But the time when on and I learned soo many things, and most importantly, I learned that God does love me and he cares more than any one else in this universe for even the smallest details in my life.
Me estas deciendo que todo el ingles que sabes lo has aprendido en un par de anios? Escribes mejor que muchos de los norteamericanos que conozco! Segura que escribes en ingles mejor que yo escribo en castellano. No es Dios increible? Hay tantos espiritus en este mundo que quieren sacar nuestra atencion de lo que realmente vale, Jesucristo, en el mundo y ponerlo en cosas que solo son importantes para los que no tienen esperanza. Sin esperanza, viviremos vidas desesperadas, creyendo que los pecados del mundo son los unicos escapes para conseguir lo que podamos de felicidad.
Muchas gracias por compartir tu historia con nosotros! Nos has dado una gran bendicion. |
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 4:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 7:18 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 12:41 pm
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Hello! I'm new to the guild, but I think I'm going to post here. I had accepted--or rather, thought I'd accepted--Christ into my heart around 11-12 years of age. Little did I know that I was FAR from truly accepting Him.
Then I sort of fell into a mess - my cat died, some friends moved away, others stabbed me in the back a couple of times, and my girlfriend had broken up with me. I fell into a certain internet addiction that God would not have liked at all. But, I thought I had accepted Jesus, and so I thought I was a Christian.
However, earlier this year, I went to a bible camp. A friend of mine, Katie--the best friend I've ever had--had convinced me to go. "It's lots of fun," she'd said. Well, it wasn't really fun, since I don't like a lot of outside activities. ANYWAY, off-topic. Anyway, on the fifteenth of July, we were at the nightly church service up at camp, and while we were praising Him and all of His glory, something came over me. Suddenly, it was like a dam had been destroyed in my head, and tears just came pouring out of my eyes as I realized I had to make a change, and I had to make my decision. I accepted Him that night, and I've been different ever since.
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 7:08 pm
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A Wingless Dove Hello! I'm new to the guild, but I think I'm going to post here. I had accepted--or rather, thought I'd accepted--Christ into my heart around 11-12 years of age. Little did I know that I was FAR from truly accepting Him. Then I sort of fell into a mess - my cat died, some friends moved away, others stabbed me in the back a couple of times, and my girlfriend had broken up with me. I fell into a certain internet addiction that God would not have liked at all. But, I thought I had accepted Jesus, and so I thought I was a Christian. However, earlier this year, I went to a bible camp. A friend of mine, Katie--the best friend I've ever had--had convinced me to go. "It's lots of fun," she'd said. Well, it wasn't really fun, since I don't like a lot of outside activities. ANYWAY, off-topic. Anyway, on the fifteenth of July, we were at the nightly church service up at camp, and while we were praising Him and all of His glory, something came over me. Suddenly, it was like a dam had been destroyed in my head, and tears just came pouring out of my eyes as I realized I had to make a change, and I had to make my decision. I accepted Him that night, and I've been different ever since.
Amen! I'm so glad Katie cared for you enough to bring you to Bible camp- we so need our friends, our brothers and sisters in Christ. Now the hardest part will be the continual battle up-hill for the rest of your life. If you thought life came at you hard then, just be prepared- you've just been entered into Satan's little black book and he'll send nasty stuff your way- things from the past, present, and future- to try to trip you up. If you haven't started a daily Bible study yet, I strongly encourage you to. If you don't have one, your pastor will know a good one for you to start. If you do have one, keep on it- faith goes hand in hand with discipline. Welcome to the Den brother. |
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 1:02 pm
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Beth Turner A Wingless Dove Hello! I'm new to the guild, but I think I'm going to post here. I had accepted--or rather, thought I'd accepted--Christ into my heart around 11-12 years of age. Little did I know that I was FAR from truly accepting Him. Then I sort of fell into a mess - my cat died, some friends moved away, others stabbed me in the back a couple of times, and my girlfriend had broken up with me. I fell into a certain internet addiction that God would not have liked at all. But, I thought I had accepted Jesus, and so I thought I was a Christian. However, earlier this year, I went to a bible camp. A friend of mine, Katie--the best friend I've ever had--had convinced me to go. "It's lots of fun," she'd said. Well, it wasn't really fun, since I don't like a lot of outside activities. ANYWAY, off-topic. Anyway, on the fifteenth of July, we were at the nightly church service up at camp, and while we were praising Him and all of His glory, something came over me. Suddenly, it was like a dam had been destroyed in my head, and tears just came pouring out of my eyes as I realized I had to make a change, and I had to make my decision. I accepted Him that night, and I've been different ever since.
Satan's been at me a lot since then. When I'm awake, when I'm asleep...he's everywhere, but God is a shield that, when used, cannot be broken. Katie's been a big help, too. We have a Youth Group thing once a week at church that's starting up again, and I plan on going every week. |
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 4:17 am
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A Wingless Dove Hello! I'm new to the guild, but I think I'm going to post here. I had accepted--or rather, thought I'd accepted--Christ into my heart around 11-12 years of age. Little did I know that I was FAR from truly accepting Him. Then I sort of fell into a mess - my cat died, some friends moved away, others stabbed me in the back a couple of times, and my girlfriend had broken up with me. I fell into a certain internet addiction that God would not have liked at all. But, I thought I had accepted Jesus, and so I thought I was a Christian. However, earlier this year, I went to a bible camp. A friend of mine, Katie--the best friend I've ever had--had convinced me to go. "It's lots of fun," she'd said. Well, it wasn't really fun, since I don't like a lot of outside activities. ANYWAY, off-topic. Anyway, on the fifteenth of July, we were at the nightly church service up at camp, and while we were praising Him and all of His glory, something came over me. Suddenly, it was like a dam had been destroyed in my head, and tears just came pouring out of my eyes as I realized I had to make a change, and I had to make my decision. I accepted Him that night, and I've been different ever since.
I think God loves the name Kaite, cuz I see Him using that name alot. My friend, Kayte is the one who I owe alot to, for leading me to Christ.
I know what its like for that dam to break, I've felt it. It's an amazing feeling. |
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 1:13 pm
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Yagami Light927 A Wingless Dove Hello! I'm new to the guild, but I think I'm going to post here. I had accepted--or rather, thought I'd accepted--Christ into my heart around 11-12 years of age. Little did I know that I was FAR from truly accepting Him. Then I sort of fell into a mess - my cat died, some friends moved away, others stabbed me in the back a couple of times, and my girlfriend had broken up with me. I fell into a certain internet addiction that God would not have liked at all. But, I thought I had accepted Jesus, and so I thought I was a Christian. However, earlier this year, I went to a bible camp. A friend of mine, Katie--the best friend I've ever had--had convinced me to go. "It's lots of fun," she'd said. Well, it wasn't really fun, since I don't like a lot of outside activities. ANYWAY, off-topic. Anyway, on the fifteenth of July, we were at the nightly church service up at camp, and while we were praising Him and all of His glory, something came over me. Suddenly, it was like a dam had been destroyed in my head, and tears just came pouring out of my eyes as I realized I had to make a change, and I had to make my decision. I accepted Him that night, and I've been different ever since. I think God loves the name Kaite, cuz I see Him using that name alot. My friend, Kayte is the one who I owe alot to, for leading me to Christ. I know what its like for that dam to break, I've felt it. It's an amazing feeling.
Most times, Katie and othe forms of Kate are taken from Kaitlyn, which means "Pure."
I spent a lot of time praying that week. |
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 4:04 am
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A Wingless Dove Yagami Light927 A Wingless Dove Hello! I'm new to the guild, but I think I'm going to post here. I had accepted--or rather, thought I'd accepted--Christ into my heart around 11-12 years of age. Little did I know that I was FAR from truly accepting Him. Then I sort of fell into a mess - my cat died, some friends moved away, others stabbed me in the back a couple of times, and my girlfriend had broken up with me. I fell into a certain internet addiction that God would not have liked at all. But, I thought I had accepted Jesus, and so I thought I was a Christian. However, earlier this year, I went to a bible camp. A friend of mine, Katie--the best friend I've ever had--had convinced me to go. "It's lots of fun," she'd said. Well, it wasn't really fun, since I don't like a lot of outside activities. ANYWAY, off-topic. Anyway, on the fifteenth of July, we were at the nightly church service up at camp, and while we were praising Him and all of His glory, something came over me. Suddenly, it was like a dam had been destroyed in my head, and tears just came pouring out of my eyes as I realized I had to make a change, and I had to make my decision. I accepted Him that night, and I've been different ever since. I think God loves the name Kaite, cuz I see Him using that name alot. My friend, Kayte is the one who I owe alot to, for leading me to Christ. I know what its like for that dam to break, I've felt it. It's an amazing feeling. Most times, Katie and othe forms of Kate are taken from Kaitlyn, which means "Pure." I spent a lot of time praying that week.
Are you serious? Kaitlyn means pure? Wow. No wonder God uses her name. How about Katybeth? |
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 2:26 pm
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Yagami Light927 A Wingless Dove Yagami Light927 A Wingless Dove Hello! I'm new to the guild, but I think I'm going to post here. I had accepted--or rather, thought I'd accepted--Christ into my heart around 11-12 years of age. Little did I know that I was FAR from truly accepting Him. Then I sort of fell into a mess - my cat died, some friends moved away, others stabbed me in the back a couple of times, and my girlfriend had broken up with me. I fell into a certain internet addiction that God would not have liked at all. But, I thought I had accepted Jesus, and so I thought I was a Christian. However, earlier this year, I went to a bible camp. A friend of mine, Katie--the best friend I've ever had--had convinced me to go. "It's lots of fun," she'd said. Well, it wasn't really fun, since I don't like a lot of outside activities. ANYWAY, off-topic. Anyway, on the fifteenth of July, we were at the nightly church service up at camp, and while we were praising Him and all of His glory, something came over me. Suddenly, it was like a dam had been destroyed in my head, and tears just came pouring out of my eyes as I realized I had to make a change, and I had to make my decision. I accepted Him that night, and I've been different ever since. I think God loves the name Kaite, cuz I see Him using that name alot. My friend, Kayte is the one who I owe alot to, for leading me to Christ. I know what its like for that dam to break, I've felt it. It's an amazing feeling. Most times, Katie and othe forms of Kate are taken from Kaitlyn, which means "Pure." I spent a lot of time praying that week. Are you serious? Kaitlyn means pure? Wow. No wonder God uses her name. How about Katybeth?
You've got me.
I've no idea. |
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