I just wanted to share my Testimony as I owe God to do...
I was a 16 year old...who never really 'thought' about God... Or maybe I just didn't care. I had so much to do *grin* I was even subject to a lot of satanicle things happening around me. ...I've always been what most people would consider a 'Goth'(still kinda am clothing wise) And would even scorn people for the beliefs. But my mother forced me against my will to go to church. At first I slept while the preacher yelled at the congregation... Sleeping became less and less easy as I went. I kept feeling something pull at me. Every single Message seemed targeted at me. I had been 'baptized' before to shut my mother up cause she was so worried. But one day I went in and the preacher didn't smile...or yell...or cry...He simply turned to the Congregation and said:
"Time's running out." That was the name of his message. I didn't even know it but I was already riseing and walking forward in astonishment. It was all over and I was home sitting down on the couch before I had realised...That I was finally saved...
And it was such a lift off my shoulder...It seemed that everything else seemed so trivial..even the things I was sooo busy over I found useless.
This all happened maybe a year or two ago.
I went to my room and turned the Radio on and AC/DC "Highway to Hell" was on lol but I quickly decided after two minutes of listening to my fav song(Highway to Hell) that it was for somebody else out there...not me and turned it off...
I was a 16 year old...who never really 'thought' about God... Or maybe I just didn't care. I had so much to do *grin* I was even subject to a lot of satanicle things happening around me. ...I've always been what most people would consider a 'Goth'(still kinda am clothing wise) And would even scorn people for the beliefs. But my mother forced me against my will to go to church. At first I slept while the preacher yelled at the congregation... Sleeping became less and less easy as I went. I kept feeling something pull at me. Every single Message seemed targeted at me. I had been 'baptized' before to shut my mother up cause she was so worried. But one day I went in and the preacher didn't smile...or yell...or cry...He simply turned to the Congregation and said:
"Time's running out." That was the name of his message. I didn't even know it but I was already riseing and walking forward in astonishment. It was all over and I was home sitting down on the couch before I had realised...That I was finally saved...
And it was such a lift off my shoulder...It seemed that everything else seemed so trivial..even the things I was sooo busy over I found useless.
This all happened maybe a year or two ago.
I went to my room and turned the Radio on and AC/DC "Highway to Hell" was on lol but I quickly decided after two minutes of listening to my fav song(Highway to Hell) that it was for somebody else out there...not me and turned it off...
He is so good. Thankyou for sharing, sometimes testimonies can be hard, because alot of it, mine sure is, things I am so ashamed of. Things I can never take back, but praise God, to Him, they are gone. They are forgotten and forgiven. 
