Hello everyone. I just thought I would throw my condensed "testimony" out there since I am starting to become part of this community.
I am Tim. I am 26 years old married with no kids. I have had quite the life, and unforunately, Jesus was not really part of it until recently.
I grew up with a mother who was baptist and a father who was not very religious. In fact, he never went to church during my childhood. He regretted that on my behalf later in life. My father was saved about 8 years ago, and told me he wished he would have been when I was young so maybe I would have made different choices.
I accepted Christ as my savior at age 12, but grew far away in a few years following. I had such a hard childhood that not long after I accepted Christ and learned about Christianity from the perspective of a growing boy who was getting old enough to decide for himself, I walked away. I turned to Paganism in general which later led to Wicca. I practiced wicca (not magic, just the religion) for quite a few years.
When I was late teens, I learned that my grandfather was 1/4 Blackfoot Native American. This seemed to help me understand my being drawn to Native American art and beliefs, as well as culture. I started to study, and then practice Native American beliefs.
At age 20, I married a Lutheran girl. We are still married and more in love every day. We let each other be as far as religion was concerned. I let her do her thing, she let me do mine. She did hint now and then she wanted to me to change, but there was no disagreement in religion, in fact, we rarely discussed the topic.
One year ago this month, my grandfather passed away. I felt lost as he was very important to me. I stopped beliving in anything. I had, at that time, no religion whatsoever. Then, in september of this year, I lost my father. He died at age 49 by a freak heart attack. He had no health problems that seemed to point to this. It just happened.
I went to his service. After the services, which were ver hard for me, my uncle, who was saved only a year and a half ago, said things to me that pushed me over the edge in a need to seek answers. I saw my fathers church family and remembered his haunting words, "I wish I would have been saved sooner so I could have brought you boys up in Gods light".
I got on the plane headed home and began reading a book my mother gave to me after the service. It was written for firefighters. It was a firefighters bible. There were verses particular to what firefighters do, and testimonies from firefighters. My father was a volunteer, and I looked up to him so much, I volunteered at 16. Then, I volunteered in NY when I moved here, away from my family in Idaho. This little book hit chords never struck before.
I started reading the Bible, asking questions of saved friends and getting on message boards looking for answers.
On Monday, October 25th, 2004, I accepted Christ as my savior yet again. Only this time, He has shown me the things I needed to see that make me know how evil this world can be, and how sinful we are, and how much we NEED Him to be saved.
That's my story, and here I am.
In Christ
Tim
I am Tim. I am 26 years old married with no kids. I have had quite the life, and unforunately, Jesus was not really part of it until recently.
I grew up with a mother who was baptist and a father who was not very religious. In fact, he never went to church during my childhood. He regretted that on my behalf later in life. My father was saved about 8 years ago, and told me he wished he would have been when I was young so maybe I would have made different choices.
I accepted Christ as my savior at age 12, but grew far away in a few years following. I had such a hard childhood that not long after I accepted Christ and learned about Christianity from the perspective of a growing boy who was getting old enough to decide for himself, I walked away. I turned to Paganism in general which later led to Wicca. I practiced wicca (not magic, just the religion) for quite a few years.
When I was late teens, I learned that my grandfather was 1/4 Blackfoot Native American. This seemed to help me understand my being drawn to Native American art and beliefs, as well as culture. I started to study, and then practice Native American beliefs.
At age 20, I married a Lutheran girl. We are still married and more in love every day. We let each other be as far as religion was concerned. I let her do her thing, she let me do mine. She did hint now and then she wanted to me to change, but there was no disagreement in religion, in fact, we rarely discussed the topic.
One year ago this month, my grandfather passed away. I felt lost as he was very important to me. I stopped beliving in anything. I had, at that time, no religion whatsoever. Then, in september of this year, I lost my father. He died at age 49 by a freak heart attack. He had no health problems that seemed to point to this. It just happened.
I went to his service. After the services, which were ver hard for me, my uncle, who was saved only a year and a half ago, said things to me that pushed me over the edge in a need to seek answers. I saw my fathers church family and remembered his haunting words, "I wish I would have been saved sooner so I could have brought you boys up in Gods light".
I got on the plane headed home and began reading a book my mother gave to me after the service. It was written for firefighters. It was a firefighters bible. There were verses particular to what firefighters do, and testimonies from firefighters. My father was a volunteer, and I looked up to him so much, I volunteered at 16. Then, I volunteered in NY when I moved here, away from my family in Idaho. This little book hit chords never struck before.
I started reading the Bible, asking questions of saved friends and getting on message boards looking for answers.
On Monday, October 25th, 2004, I accepted Christ as my savior yet again. Only this time, He has shown me the things I needed to see that make me know how evil this world can be, and how sinful we are, and how much we NEED Him to be saved.
That's my story, and here I am.
In Christ
Tim
