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Ya' know, I was sitting around just surfing the boards like I normally do when I am going to be heading to bed soon, and I got to thinking... I never shared my testimony with anyone. So, here is my testimony.
God has always been in my life, I always believed He was there, but like a lot of us, I held him in a little jar on the shelf. When I needed something I would open it up and tell him.
Going into high school, my parents always told me to get involved with extracarricular activities. Well, I got involved with one that would change the path of my life forever. Coming into my third hour class; physical science to be exact, I found a flier on my teacher's desk that talked about Fellowship of Christian Athletes. I asked him what it was about and my teacher told me to check it out. That night my dad drove me to the club meeting, and for the first time in my life, I could REALLY feel the presence of God with me. I fell in love with the club and continued going. My sophmore year of high school, I finally convinced my parents to join a church. At which time I was able to finally accept Jesus into my heart.
Since then my faith has been tested, through verbal and mental abuse from my father to being mad at God because a football or baseball game didn't go my way. If God wasn't there for me through the pain of the verbal and mental abuse from my dad, I would not be here typing this today. I would have died at the age of 15, as I attempted suicide out of fear of my dad. But as I laid under the covers of the bed, suffocating myself, I saw a flash of white light... I literally flew out of the bed and from then on my belief in God was not questioned. There were times when I would be so angry at God because my dad would be at it again, hounding me about something. As high school came to a close, my faith seemed to be too. But I held on to the little hope of having a relationship with God, but soon that too was swallowed up and God was once again put on a shelf.
For two years of community college I did not go to church, I rarely prayed, and my relationship with God was much of nothing. Once I transferred to Southwest Missouri State University, hours away from home, I met a group of guys with a men's Bible study and a Christian organization where I felt welcomed and at home. My faith in God blossomed like it never had before, and today as I continue to attend the Bible study and Campus Crusade for Christ, I have the closest relationship with God that I have ever had. I confide in God for everything, and He is calling me to do great things with my life... be a role model for at-risk teens who like me grew up with no role model. This is exactly why God put me through this, this is why I was abused for so long by my dad, so I could impact and change the lives of so many teens out there who are in trouble themselves. That is where I stand now.
Thank you for reading my testimony and God Bless!
God has always been in my life, I always believed He was there, but like a lot of us, I held him in a little jar on the shelf. When I needed something I would open it up and tell him.
Going into high school, my parents always told me to get involved with extracarricular activities. Well, I got involved with one that would change the path of my life forever. Coming into my third hour class; physical science to be exact, I found a flier on my teacher's desk that talked about Fellowship of Christian Athletes. I asked him what it was about and my teacher told me to check it out. That night my dad drove me to the club meeting, and for the first time in my life, I could REALLY feel the presence of God with me. I fell in love with the club and continued going. My sophmore year of high school, I finally convinced my parents to join a church. At which time I was able to finally accept Jesus into my heart.
Since then my faith has been tested, through verbal and mental abuse from my father to being mad at God because a football or baseball game didn't go my way. If God wasn't there for me through the pain of the verbal and mental abuse from my dad, I would not be here typing this today. I would have died at the age of 15, as I attempted suicide out of fear of my dad. But as I laid under the covers of the bed, suffocating myself, I saw a flash of white light... I literally flew out of the bed and from then on my belief in God was not questioned. There were times when I would be so angry at God because my dad would be at it again, hounding me about something. As high school came to a close, my faith seemed to be too. But I held on to the little hope of having a relationship with God, but soon that too was swallowed up and God was once again put on a shelf.
For two years of community college I did not go to church, I rarely prayed, and my relationship with God was much of nothing. Once I transferred to Southwest Missouri State University, hours away from home, I met a group of guys with a men's Bible study and a Christian organization where I felt welcomed and at home. My faith in God blossomed like it never had before, and today as I continue to attend the Bible study and Campus Crusade for Christ, I have the closest relationship with God that I have ever had. I confide in God for everything, and He is calling me to do great things with my life... be a role model for at-risk teens who like me grew up with no role model. This is exactly why God put me through this, this is why I was abused for so long by my dad, so I could impact and change the lives of so many teens out there who are in trouble themselves. That is where I stand now.
Thank you for reading my testimony and God Bless!
