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Miracle of God’s Love, Grace and Mercy. .
John 8:32, 36, “And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free. If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.” Some construction workers left a heap of trash. A seed had fallen into a crevice, and out of the rubbish grew a flower. Who can make miracle happen in a pile of garbage? Who can make a trash heap come alive with beauty? The only possible answer is that this is the work of God and his son, Jesus Christ. My life was like that heap of trash-- that pile of rubbish--for many years. I started out life with parents who did not want me and put me up for adoption. I was adopted at age two and grew up as an only child. I had everything life could offer materially, but I never felt loved because my parents gave me everything thinking they could buy my love. There was no discipline in my life, and I thought no one cared. In my teen years, I began to rebel against my home situation, school, and society. I went around with the wrong crowd and began trying different drugs. The first drug was hash and quickly I began getting into trouble. My parents felt they could not handle me and contacted our family doctor. He took charge and began giving me pills and needles that made me feel wonderful- -like I was in a different world. I had no cares while on these pills and did not realize they would lead me into a life of addiction. I trusted my physician and kept going back. Each time he gave me more pills or a needle until I reached the point I could not function without them. I had to take pills morning, noon, and night or I would become very ill. Twice, I entered a treatment program, but both times I left. I wanted to live in two worlds, and it would not work. Freedom from addiction comes only when the addict wants help. I had not reached that point of extremity in my life to gain by any help offered. After about twenty-seven years of life on drugs and sexual and physical abuse- -during which time I had gotten married and had two sons--I finally reached that point of extremity. In the fall of 1979, after having taken too many drugs that became toxic to my system, I went on a crime spree. This ended me up in court facing nine criminal charges. After a plea bargain, five were dropped, I was imprisoned for the other four which included attempted armed robbery. Because I was a first offender, I received a short sentence. While in prison, I felt my life was coming to an end. My family visited me, including my sons, and it was difficult for all of us. One very difficult memory is of my son asking if I was okay because he was concerned I would get hurt in prison. Finally, I had reached that place in my life. I had to have help or my life was over. A minister visited me weekly, counseled me, and studied the Bible with me. He helped me to see the need for the Lord in my life. One day in prison, I prayed this prayer, “Lord, there is not much left of me, but what there is, you can have. . .” This was the beginning of the Lord’s work in my life and unknown to me much more would take place. After being released from prison, I knew God had a ministry for me. I had felt his call in my life to help those in conflict with the law. I attended much counseling for the first year, and after a time of proving my life, God began to open doors of ministry. I became a court worker and parole supervisor after receiving a pardon from the government of Canada. I began to visit the same prison in which I had been incarcerated and counsel inmates and their families. God blessed me and gave me favor. I have many health issues now: fibromyalgia, asthma, degenerative disk disease, severe lupus, and chronic fatigue. I cannot walk without the aid of a walker or rollator. However, I have found in all of this that Jesus is with me. I praise Him for his saving and keeping power in my life. God has opened up doors of ministry to me via the Internet where under the anointing of his spirit, I try and minister to hurting people on a daily basis. Jesus led me on a long journey from darkness to light, from prison to praise. Currently, I am enrolled in the B.R.S. program with NationsUniversity and being blessed so much by it. I grow spiritually every day, and my studies are helping me to minister through World Wide Prayer Ministry which is reaching around the world. I am also teaching the Bible online using chat conferencing and e-mail. I turned 70 on July 5, 2009 and celebrated my twenty-ninth wedding anniversary on August 27, 2009. I am blessed to have two sons and four grandchildren. I am busier now in full-time ministry than when I worked in the secular world. God has been so good to me. It is never too late to serve the Lord, and He will use anyone who is willing, humble and submissive to His divine will. Sister Phyllis Corbin
. I was working a swing shift (2:00-10:30), I was on my way home and stopped at a red light. When the light turned green I was going to go thru it but I stopped. I suddenly and unexplainably could'nt see the road in front of me, it was just gone! I could'nt see the lines. I had driven that road everyday for years, and paused only long enough for a very large older model car to go speeding thru the red light. He swerved from side to side and even going on the opposite side of the road. He was drunk or high, or under something illegal. When he passed - the road reappeared and I could safely go through. I believe that the big heavy older model 60"s would have crushed my small Honda. I praise the Lord for taking me under his wing and bringing me home safely to my husband and children. I will never forget that night, I still thank God daily for it.
. I met my cousin in Missouri at my uncle's house and I had not seen my cousin in about 6 years. I am from Indiana and was kinda struggling myself. He had asked me to come and stay a week with him just to get a way for a while, he lives here in KY. Well, I didn't have anything better to do so I came and stayed with him. Its funny that it happened the way it did because niether one of us were going to go to Missouri. I had gotten away from home and it felt good and I just had started to talk with him about some of the things that God had done and was doing in my life. I didn't notice it but each day I would talk with him. Well, I was answering a lot of questions that no one else could answer for him but I was just using the word that I have in me. He started to get more and more intrested about God. So one night me, him and his wife sat down and had a bible study, then explaining to each other what we got out of it. Well, his wife had fallen asleep and me and him were still talking to each other and he decided that he wanted to stay up all night even though he had to work the next day. Well, the Holy Spirit was speaking through me and about 4 o'clock in the mourning. I led him through the sinners pray and he recieved Jesus in his heart. He said he had felt the burdens lift off of him and that he had never felt like that!!! I was talking with him about the baptism of the Holy Spirit and showing him in the bible where it talked about it and 3 days later I prayed with him and he recieved the baptism of the Holy Spirit!!!
. My first memory was my mom breaking my leg when I was three. It went on like that until I ran away at 17. When a man said he loved me in mine young adult yrs, I THOUGHT I was just suppose to love him back. So, When I said I never knew love, I meant it. I was living with a man that beat me really bad for three years. One night, I had what I thought at the time was a dream. Now I know God came to me. The visit couldn't have lasted for more than a minute. I was standing beside a well with a man, but I could not see his face because I was standing on the other side of the well and the roof of the well hid his face. But somehow, I knew he loved me. The kind of love like if you are standing across a room of 100 and your eyes meet, YOU can see the love in his eyes. Then, I wish I knew the words to explain this part better, but there ARE no words to describe the magnitude of what I felt. This feeling washed over me. Poured out on me. Overwhelming, overpowering love. It was.....the biggest, deepest, most emotional feeling I had ever felt. It was so strong that I felt it when he left. I sat straight up in bed, pitch dark, looked around and saw where I was and I just cried. I went into the living room and rocked and cried and rocked and cried. Soooo lonely, the lonliness was overbearing. A week later, I left the guy I was living with. My whole life changed. A few weeks later, I was thumbing somewhere and a car stopped to pick me up, I had thumbed for years. This day was hot, I was sooo tired and the car that stopped was like a small Pinto or something, there were two guys in the front and one in the back. They were drinking, saying get in, baby. I put my hand on the door handle and all of a sudden a car flew in front of that car and I just ran to it. It was a black couple and I didn't know then how they knew, but when I got in the back seat, the lady turned and looked at me and said she sure was glad I hadn't gotten in to that car. I was about 23 at the time. I stayed single until I met my husband. God had shown me what a real love between a man and woman felt like, and I never settled again. That night, God showed me two very important things. First, he showed me how much HE loved me. Second, he showed me what love between a man and woman was suppose to feel like. I stayed alone (out of any relationships) for about five years after that dream. Then God brought me Rick. And you know, our love is just the way God had shown me the way it was suppose to be. I know today, that if I had gotten into that car with those guys, I may be dead now. I never knew the black couple and hav'nt seen them since, but I thank God for them.
God is something, huh?
. Last sunday on the 7th at fellowship when I opened my Bible there was a pen in it, it was like a book mark. I dont mark in my Bible with a pen or a highlighter but I got lots of bookmarks. The pen was in 2nd Corinthians, so I found 5:17 and put a mark next to it. Later that evening my 14 yr old sister was going to this youth group, I went along knowing that no one my age would be around. I grabbed my bible and some cd's and went along. We did this thing where we read from scripture and found people that Jesus healed. I played this samaritan woman from John 4. Well, after I was finished acting my part I opend my sword to 2nd Corinthians, shortly after that the lady running the group could not remember the verse number but she was talking about 5:17. I had my Bible opened there and it was marked from the morning, 5:17 is about a being a NEW CREATION IN CHRIST! And she saw that God owns me now and I am not a slave anymore to the sins and lies I was living in.
. I've been a Messianic believer in Yeshua the Messiah for over 21 years. I have had numerous dreams and visions over that time, but the most important one of all was when the Lord convinced me of who I am, who He is and my need for salvation. My maternal grandmother was a Russian Jew, born in the city of Ukaternislav (latter changed to Denippertrosk). She came to the US in the early part of the 20th century at the age of 12 years old. Like many Russian Jews she was not religious. My mother turned to Yeshua when she was a teenager and I was raised as a believer as a young child. I actually made an educated decision to follow Yeshua when I was 13 years old, but later turned away to the world and worldly lusts. At the age of 30, after going thru a divorce and many heart aches, I started on my journey back to God. I was going thru a very difficult time in my life and my girlfriend turned to me one day and told me God could heal me and then asked if she could pray for me. Well that sounded great but first of all was there really a God and secondly if there was a God, could He heal me? Well that night as I was sound asleep the Ruach Hakodesh (The Spirit of God) came upon me, scared me half to death I might add, and in the morning when I woke up I was completely healed of stomach ulcers. Still in my stubborness I refused to follow God, although at this time I knew there was some "force" out there who had to be reckoned with. In my search for this "force" I wound up in the Occult. There I was a medium and read Tarot Cards. I was also teaching Occult clases. One afternoon as I was walking thru my house I heard God speak to me. Till this day I couldn't tell you if it was audible or in my head but I knew it was God speaking to me saying; "Do you want to go to hell?" Since I was on my way to my bedroom I just continued and got down on my knees and said: "Lord I know it's you and I know I don't want to go to hell. Your going to have to take away from me what I'm doing wrong cause I don't know what it is." From that point on in my life the Lord delivered me from the desire of the Occult life. I started reading Tenach (First Covenant) and Brit Hadasha (New Covenant) God started revealing to me His plan of redemption for mankind, Yeshua Hamoshiah (Jesus the Messiah). After some months of reading the Bible I turned to Yeshua and made Him Lord of my life. God has a plan for your life too. Tenach tells us that our righteousness is as filthy rags to God. Tenach also tells us that those who come to God must believe that He is and that He's a rewarder of those who dilligently seek Him. It says in Brit Hadasha that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus Christ and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead you will be saved. This isn't some kind of religious act nor is it some kind of ritual. Call upon His name now and He will hear you and you can know the Prince of Peace in your heart. Friend, He loves us, so incredibly. Call on Him.
. For the past few months I have been thinking of helping out in middle school youth, but I really didn't feel like I knew enough to help out, so I never followed through with it. Last Sunday the couple who teaches the middle school youth came and asked me to help them out, they said God was laying it on there heart. So I have been helping them, for the past week, and it has been great! I've been going to church ever since my grandmother started taking me, when I was like 5 or 6. It's been a long road, but he has helped me and my family through many of struggles, and has helped my sister and her husband come back to Christ again, after 4 years away. Now she is a worker at the Christian school at our church, she is also a youth leader for the high school students at our church. Her husband who at first wouldn't speak in front of crowds or do short drama's for the church, is now the drama director, and he is a youth pastor now, and he is going to romania, for a week on a missions trip in two weeks. Well thats about all I have to say, except that I LOVE HIM AND THANK HIM!
. I love my church. I grew up going there, but I was never really serious about God until I was 21. Things got a little out of hand and I needed some peace in my life. I really don't want to go into what I was doing... all I will tell you right now is that I was into the rave scene since I was about 19. First of all I want to say that I never wanted any thing from God. It was like we had our own little thing going and it was cool. Until one day at a party that me and some friends went to. I was sitting there and these guys that I had a problem with were there. I knew that something bad was going to happen. It was really late and I was getting really tired (I was out of it any way because of all the pot I had smoked), every one was gone except about five or six people and me and Trey... from what I can remember. But I was laying on the couch, and all the sudden all these guys show up. They were all surrounding me and Trey, while Junior, the other guy we came with, said he was out side, and did'nt know what was going on. So I tried to stand up, and my vision was blurry (I think that it was the pot I guess). I started to get up and someone kicked me in the face! And all this time, I could remember thinking to my self... I can't fight back... I can't even stand up! But that's not the crazy part, the crazy thing was I did not feel a thing...GLORY! Here, these guys were punching and kicking me with all they had and I did'nt feel it! But they kept on hitting me and kicking me for a long time while I was on the floor. So all I could think of doing, is just asking God to help me get out of this. So I got to my feet and covered my hands over my face, and I began to just pray to God (little did I know he was all ready helping me). See... I was saved when I was 8... and I was baptized when I was 16, and I got into the wrong crowd. So see as I was in the world, doing all partying, with all this sin in my life... God still honored his word on keeping me safe... GLORY TO GOD, THANK YOU JESUS!!! But like I was saying, I got to my feet, and covered my hands over my face, and just began to think about God. Then... as I was about to fall again from being dizzy, I heard a loud Crash like big ringing in my ear... but I still did not feel anything. I was out like a light! Then about five min or so I woke up, and when I did, could see strait again. But I stood up and I felt my head, and it was covered in blood. All I could think about is I'm ok! But I went out side and BB my so called friend came up to me and said, Maaaan they hit you with a beer bottle and your still standing. That was crash I heard and why I was bleeding so bad! So we went to my friend's Stacey's house and when I got there it was like 5 in the morning, she finally got up and let us in. Then she asked... Why are you bleeding, and she started to cry. But said, it's cool I'm ok. But anyway, I had to use the rest room and when I got in there I started thinking... maaan, why dos'nt this hurt. Then I don't know why, but I realized that I called out to God, and remembered what my pastor Harry had done a sermon on that... GOD TAKING CARE OF HIS OWN... GLORY! It was amazing I actually remembered a sermon he had preached on. But for some reason I knew that it was God talking to me, cause I had this comfort feeling over me...it was weird! We stayed there that night and when I woke up my head was killing me. Then I got to thinking what about God taking care of his people. Then the spirit of the Lord said to me... WHY DIDN'T YOU GET IT RIGHT WITH ME SON. But all I kept thinking was I don't want to give up my partying, so I didn't confess. Then one day my mother asked me if I wanted to go to the Youth Camp this year, and I said.... I'm 21, too old to go to a youth camp, and beside's I don't have any money to go! Then she said... I know that, but the church needs some help to help out with the youth. And I said you want me to go and to camp to work with for them!!! I don't think so!!! But she said... you will have fun, there's going to be alot of activity's there... please go...hun (MY mom is a Christian, and she had been praying for me to get my heart right with God all the time). So I said ok mom, but don't expect me to change, the way I feel...k. So I got to camp with the other youth from church and as soon as I got there, I could feel the presence of God and how all these people, were being so nice. I knew that they had peace in their heart. But I just remembered that I still got my partying, and I still got my weed so I was fine. But I knew that I was still missing something, I did'nt have what they had... (THE LOVE AND PEACE OF GOD). God was really working on me then, but I still didn't want to give up my weed. But I was having such a good time with the youth and all it didn't seem like work at all. But we had to go to service at night, and I didn't want to go, but I knew that I had to. And when we got there I could just feel the Love of God all around me. About 20 min in the service, my pastor was preaching to the youth, and I couldn't believe all these kids, wanting to hear about Jesus. It really amazed me! Then they had some singing, I seen the youth jumping and shouting praising God. They would sing and shout to God, and I liked that alot, and for no reason at all I started to get into the music they were singing. Maaan I will never forget how much peace I felt that night, it was like The Holy Spirit was taking over my body... GLORY!!! But the time came when Pastor Harry gave the alter call, and Pastor Harry asked, if their was any body not saved, and if they wanted to get their life right with God, that he would pray with them. I knew that was already saved, but the fact still remained... I knew that my heart was not where it needed to be with Christ, and kept thinking do I need my drugs this bad, I knew that I was hooked on some things, that I knew that I needed God to help me get over them. So I began to decide what I wanted, and then that wonderful peace came over me again, and I heard those words again, COME BACK TO ME MY SON. I then knew what I wanted... I went to the alter... calling out for God to help me with my drug problem. And then Pastor Harry, said to me... do you want to make things right with God? He knew that I was not right, and wanted me to live for Christ, the way should too. And with tears in my eyes, I said Harry, I DON'T HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO LIVE FOR, I NEED GOD IN MY LIFE AGAIN. And then Pastor Harry put his hands on my head and prayed with me, and in the middle of the prayer, I fell to my knee's as if my body was completely limp, and kept saying, God I have nothing else to live for, I have nothing else to live for...etc. But I stayed there for like an hour praising and worshiping God, and for the first time in my life I was speaking in tongues! Kenny J, the youth Pastor, said that he saw all kinds of spirits come out of me... GLORY!!! But when I got home it was like I was a new person. I went right to my friend Trey's house and said... hey maaan, I just got my heart right with God again! And my poor friend, Trey said... really that's cool maaan, have ya got any weed on ya. I said... Maaan God delivered me from it, I don't need it any more! He just laughed at me and said... what ever maaaan, stop trippin, and let's go. I said... naw maaan, I have got church tonight! He said WHAT!!! And I said you ought to come with me man. And he said, I will if we can go off and chill tonight, I said hmmmmm, I'll think about it...k. He said... maaan why are you trippin! You go to this church deal, and it's like you are another person maaan!!! But need'less to say my so called friends don't hang out with me anymore, cause I'm not into the partying scene anymore. I tried to get my girlfriend into church, and she did for a while, but only because I was going. She even gave her heart to God, but she would never give him a chance. We loved eachother alot, it was like we were lovers and best friends, but she just was not into God. So I left her, Maaaan she hated me for a long time after that. I tried to explain, but she didn't understand. But one day she called me up and said... she still wanted to be friends. I said... I would like that very much, but that's all there's going to be. She said if that's true, and that's all you want, then I can't be around you anymore. Maaaan that hurt me bad. But God has a plan for my life and I know what I have to do, and if I don't follow him then there is no real future in my life... AMEN!!! But I just want to say to whoever is reading this... If you know in your heart that you are not right with Christ and, you know that your life is at a dead end... I'm here to say that God will make another path for you, and it is greater than you can ever dream of... GLORY!!! Please... I'm begging you don't make the same mistakes I made, GIVE YOUR HEART TO CHRIST NOW, YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOUR TIME IS UP... MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE, I WANT TO SEE YA IN HEAVEN, RIGHT ALONG BESIDE ME WORSHIPING GOD... GLORY!!! THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME AND GOD BLESS!!!
. Well, at the age of 13 I started attending discos with my older sister, I was into dancing and the once-in-a-while drinking at this short age. At the age of 14 I met a guy who I thought I was in love with! My mother never liked him but I was very rebellious against my mother so I didn't care, I was with Him 8 months. At the 7th month he raped me and then I was afraid to leave him! after two weeks my mother found out and she confronted him and he said I was never a virgin to begin with! So I got very upset and tried killing myself by pills, I drank 19 pills in total! Rescued by the grace of God I am still alive!! Then they hospitalized me in a institution (hospital for crazy people) and I was there for a month. When I got out of there I met another guy who will become later on my husband! He started talking to me about the Lord, I was 15 years old at that age, I married him and Gave my life To the Almighty God who saved me from death without me knowing. At 16 I had a beautiful son and I am now 21 years old for the grace of God. See, God has changed my life completely since I met Him, and through me my whole family. My siter who introduced me to discos is serving the lord and my mother who was an alcoholic is also serving the Lord for the Glory of His name. A'men
. My name is Adam Lambert. I want to tell you a story about my life in hopes it will draw you to know the peace I have found in Jesus. I was raised in a household where alcohol was always present. I did not have a "NORMAL" childhood. I spent most of my childhood hiding from my feelings through drugs, alcohol, sex, and violence. And yes you can hide in fights and such as it is a way to vent some of your pain. I started smoking cigarette's when I was 7 years old. I took my first drink of beer when I was 8. I got into pornography at the age of 8-9. I do not remember for sure. I started smoking pot at the age of 11 and was a pill freak at the age of 12. For those of you who do not know what a pill freak is, it is a person that will take any pill you lay in front of him and then ask you what they just took. I got very drunk for the first time at the age of 12,also. I was very active in sports such as baseball and football. Football being my favorite as I could vent my frustrations on the field and not get into trouble for it. I got really good at these because it was the one thing I did that my dad took notice. I wanted really bad for him to love me and show me his attention. I could get it through Football and baseball. My first memory as a child is of a tree falling on the house. It was blown down by Hurricane Camill. This is kind of prophetic of the way my life was to go for many years to come. The first thing I remember of my Parents as a child is of my Dad throwing my Mom across the room into a bookshelf he had built. This went on quite often until I was 12. My mom would scream for my older brother to help her, but as he was only 2 years older than me, he could do nothing. When I was 8 years old I had enough of the abuse and tried to stop my Dad from beating my Mom. I ran up to him and started to hit him. He picked me up by the hair of my head and threw me on the couch. I remember sitting on the couch in the living room in tears, because I knew my Mom was hurting and there was nothing I could do about it. My Dad spent allot of time telling me and my brothers that we were worthless and would amount to nothing. I took it as the truth and had a very low self esteem of myself because of it. My mom and dad divorced when I was 12 also. I was glad of this as I thought the HELL was ending. I had an ugly duckling life. I spent the first 9 years of school being picked on by all the other kids because I was different from them. They called me all sorts of names. I went through this time virtually alone as I had no-one to run to except one uncle who, when home, would protect us and show us the love we longed for. His name was Bill. the summer between my 9th and 10th grade years I had a lady reduce my hairstyle and allot of the kids started doing the drugs and alcohol scene like I was. This changed their opinion of me or seemed to. I was now, sort of, popular with the ladies, but because of all the things in my past I did not trust anyone. I was not capable of having a real relationship with anyone because of the way I was abused by the kids and my Dad. By the time I was 15 I was smoking about an ounce of pot each week. I would take a fifth of Jack Daniels in one hand and a goose neck Budweiser in the other and start drinking. When the beer was gone so was the whiskey. I do not remember most of my sophomore year of high school because I was always high or drunk. I started dating a girl when I was 16. When I turned 17 she was pregnant. We got married half way through my senior year of high school. We divorced 4 years later. I joined the Army to see the world and to be like my older brother. I requested to be sent to West Germany. In the Army I had to quit the drugs and due to the drug tests we had to go through. I could still drink though and I did ALLOT of it. By the time I left West Germany 3 and 1/2 years later, I could drink a half gallon of liquor and still get up and walk. I drove home in that shape many times. I have been married a total of 5 times and I have 6 children from these marriages. I was very abusive in three of these relationships as all I knew how to do was to use people to get what I wanted. I abused these women verbally all the time. The second and third I abused physically and the third I abused sexually. I have, to date, done every drug known to man except anything that goes in a needle. I was strung out on crack for 2 years while married to my third wife. One Saturday I found us with no money and no food for our 10 month old child. There was a church that met in the clubhouse off the apartment complex where I lived. I went down there at 12 noon to see about getting some money from them. They had not gotten out of Church yet. I went back at 1 o'clock and they were still in there having church. I went back at 2 o'clock and they were still in there. I was starting to get a little frustrated. There was a group of people coming out of the church and I asked them where the pastor was. I was told the pastor was in the church. The lady then asked me what I wanted and I told her the situation. She handed me $5.00 and invited me inside. I was dressed in a pair of shorts that was entirely to short and a muscle shirt that had sexually explicit pictures all over it. I told her I would not enter a church the way I was dressed. She told me they did not care how I looked and to come in anyway. This got my attention as I was under the belief that you did not go to church without your Sunday best on. I went in and sat there through 4 hours of preaching with my now ex wife and son. At the end of it another lady got up and asked us to come to the front of the church as she wanted to pray for us. She prayed over us in tongues and then they took up a collection for us. They gave us $30 to get some food with. When we got back to the apartment my ex-wife started cussing and it offended me. Now I stopped and had to take a look at this as I had one of the foulest mouths there were. I asked her to not say that because it offended me. It was at this time I realized there had been a change in me. While the lady prayed over us I was delivered from all the drug addiction and alcoholism. I was delivered from the extreme temper that I had. And most of all I was delivered from the pain in my heart. I realized that for the first time in my life I knew what it felt like to be loved and to love someone. I had fallen in love with Jesus. I got on my knees and started praying for the lord to teach me about him, as my ex wife left the next day and moved away, I had no-one there to teach me or anything. The Lord held up his promise in his word that he would send the Holy Spirit to be my teacher. I was taught through several preachers on TBN and through allot of time studying the word of God, which is the Holy Bible, and through allot of prayer. There where men and women of God sent to me at different times to help me but the Lord never allowed any of them to stay around me for extended periods of time as he wanted to teach me himself and for me to be dependant on him. This was ok with me as I did not trust people. I have been walking with the Lord now for 7 years. I am a minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and I love Jesus with all there is in me to love. If this has touched your heart and you want to come to know Jesus as your Lord and savior pray this prayer with me. "Father" I come to you a sinner and ask your forgiveness in the name of your son, Jesus. I believe he died on the cross for my sins and he is now at the right hand of God. I thank you for this in the name of Jesus I pray, AMEN. Welcome to the family of Christian brothers and sisters. I now want to encourage you to find a local church and tell the pastor of your experience, and that you are looking for a place to learn about Jesus. . Adam.
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Introduction: Greg stumbled at the
thought that there was a God who could communicate with him. But the true
supernatural God changed his mind on this topic!
Long hair, rock music and rebellionMy mother and father owned a farm and I grew up in the sixties which was a period of guys with long hair, the Beatles, rebellion, so-called 'free love', hippies and drug experimentation. ”Do your own thing” or “if it feels good, do it” were the catch cries of my generation. I had long hair, wore satin shirts and beads and loved 'pop' music. Jesus was just a swear word and a fairy tale to me. In my view, anyone who believed in God was ‘weak’ and ‘unscientific’. Unwanted suicidal thoughtsHowever, I began to have destructive thoughts. Out of the blue, the thought of "Cut your wrists!" would be planted in my mind. I was amazed and scared by these thoughts because I was satisfied and content with life. In fact, I thought I had everything I needed to be happy. My friend had gone 'crazy'!I visited my friend Dave. In the past, he had mocked the bible as ‘unscientific’ and argued strongly for the truth of evolution. Now he told me that he believed in this person called ‘Jesus’ and also that the scientific evidence didn’t back up the theory of evolution! “Right", I thought, "Give me a bible, I'll prove him wrong!" The stumbling block of evolution and the miracle of lifeI had come close to having a very bad motorcycle accident and this started me thinking about God. But the theory of evolution was a stumbling block for me in believing the Bible because the bible says that God (not time, mutation and natural selection) was responsible for the universe and for life. I witnessed the miracle of the birth of both of my children. I was stunned by the complexity of the human body and I was starting to see that the theory of evolution was the fairy tale! I began to search for the one who was the Creator of life.
Music - my true addictionI was invited to view a video on the effect of music and I was stunned as it laid out the nature of my beloved music … promotion of rebellion, drugs, depravity, violence, the occult, witchcraft, the devil, sexual perversion, suicide and mockery of Jesus. I wondered why musicians were spending so much time mocking Jesus if he was just a fairy tale as I once thought. I
wondered why so many rock musicians died young from suicide and drug overdose
etc. The Who sing in their song My Generation, “Hope I die before I get
old”. But when faced
with his friends dying before they ‘got old’, Pete Townsend, the guitarist of
The Who lamented, “Look at my life. Look at my generation. How did that work? Jimi Hendrix,
Brian Jones, Janis Joplin, Keith Moon … the list is … endless. They’re dead
people. My life is full of dead people. My friends are
dead.” Unexplainable blasphemyJesus said that I should pray so I thought “Well let’s pray!” As I said the Lord's Prayer, the words in the second line (“Let your Holy Name be honoured”) were replaced by foul and blasphemous words. This occurred on two successive nights and I wasn't too keen on this evil articulate force that was controlling my thought patterns with suicide and blasphemy! Placing a challenge before GodOne dark night, I was lying in bed thinking; "God, if you are so powerful that you made the universe by speaking, then show me evidence you exist.” I didn't expect anything to happen because there was no way (or so I thought) that God could show me anything as I lay in bed. A visitor in the night – God is supernatural!Suddenly, a man in white clothes appeared in the doorway of the room with his right hand outstretched like a policeman. Out of his hand came a beam of light that moved half way across the room. I cried out in my mind, "Stop, stop, I believe … I believe ... I've seen enough!" This did not stop what I was seeing as the beam of light continued across the room and through the glass into the black of the night where the light destroyed what I conceived as the evil in the world. God had shown me that His light could overcome the darkness. The grace of GodI surrendered my will to Jesus and trusting in Him has had a powerful effect on my life, totally setting me free from the power behind the thoughts of self-destruction. Immediately (without being conscious of it) I stopped swearing, making comments with sexual connotations and letting my mind wander as I looked at bikini-clad girls. Things I did not realise as a sceptic These include: Jesus was a real person; the bible is the world's best selling book; many of the early great scientists and comosers had a Christian world view, humans are spiritual beings; many of the great modern scientists believe (as Einstein puts it) that science points us to a “spirit vastly superior to that of men, and one in the face of which we with our modest powers must feel humble”; the scientific evidence against evolution and the Bible is very reliable when judged against the standard historical tests. God is not far from any of usMy wife lost her engagement ring and we looked in three different places searching the ground with no success. Lastly we went to the squash court car park. I thought; “Now I’m a Christian, I suppose I should pray!” I started to pray; “Lord help us find ....” In mid-sentence my wife interrupted me saying; “Here’s the ring!” Jesus
is the only way to God. He is the key for you and me. Give Jesus the control of
your life. After 20 years as a Christian, I still marvel at the blessings and
grace that Jesus continues to shower into my life. Now I wondered why I took so
long to come to know Him! I am a High School Maths / Science teacher and by His
grace God has allowed me to tell my students about Jesus; including one who was
set free from witchcraft.
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