HEllo! My name is Denisa and I live in Romania. I want to share my testimony with you-how I came to Christ.
I was born in an orthodox family, but my parents are not with God. My dad didn't want me, but it was too late. Still, he loved me. But he used to make us all suffer-my mother, my older sis and me. I mean, he was treating really bad my mum and sister and they were all suffering a lot-and I considered that I have to suffer too. I began hating my dad and wishing my parents to divorce. Almost all my memories from my childhood are me, standing in my room with my fingers in the ears, hoping my parents will stop fighting. I grew up full of hate, rejection and fear. I wanted to commit suicide many times, but I was too afraid (Thanks God!).
When I got into highschool, I started smoking and drinking a lot of alcohol-like this, I wanted to be accepted. I found myself involved in sorcery and satanism. I began to have many health problems and also psychical problems. My parents were always fighting, my sister ran from our home and I just wanted my life to end.
But one day I met on the street with one friend who invited me in a christian camp. I must tell you I hated christians! I was raised with the teaching that only my religion was the good one and that all the other religions are bad. But I wanted to escape from my house, so I went in that camp.
Every evening there was a meeting with praise and worship, preaching and prayer. You didn't have to go, but still, I went. Nothing special until the song "Here I am to worship". I don't know how, but when I heard the lyrics "I`ll never know how much it cost, to see my sins upon the cross" I was ravished. Something broke inside of me and I started to cry. I was in a room with more than 50 people but, for the first time in my life, I didn't care. After that, there was one more christian song and I was still crying. I turned to God. My life was radically changed and I was never the same. It took me years to convince my parents to accept the fact that I want to follow God-they still don't like the fact that now I am on fire for God. They say I am a shame for the family. But it doesn't matter. I love God and He had done so many things for me-He healed me, loved me , accepted me, saved me! I am so glad I found God!
I was born in an orthodox family, but my parents are not with God. My dad didn't want me, but it was too late. Still, he loved me. But he used to make us all suffer-my mother, my older sis and me. I mean, he was treating really bad my mum and sister and they were all suffering a lot-and I considered that I have to suffer too. I began hating my dad and wishing my parents to divorce. Almost all my memories from my childhood are me, standing in my room with my fingers in the ears, hoping my parents will stop fighting. I grew up full of hate, rejection and fear. I wanted to commit suicide many times, but I was too afraid (Thanks God!).
When I got into highschool, I started smoking and drinking a lot of alcohol-like this, I wanted to be accepted. I found myself involved in sorcery and satanism. I began to have many health problems and also psychical problems. My parents were always fighting, my sister ran from our home and I just wanted my life to end.
But one day I met on the street with one friend who invited me in a christian camp. I must tell you I hated christians! I was raised with the teaching that only my religion was the good one and that all the other religions are bad. But I wanted to escape from my house, so I went in that camp.
Every evening there was a meeting with praise and worship, preaching and prayer. You didn't have to go, but still, I went. Nothing special until the song "Here I am to worship". I don't know how, but when I heard the lyrics "I`ll never know how much it cost, to see my sins upon the cross" I was ravished. Something broke inside of me and I started to cry. I was in a room with more than 50 people but, for the first time in my life, I didn't care. After that, there was one more christian song and I was still crying. I turned to God. My life was radically changed and I was never the same. It took me years to convince my parents to accept the fact that I want to follow God-they still don't like the fact that now I am on fire for God. They say I am a shame for the family. But it doesn't matter. I love God and He had done so many things for me-He healed me, loved me , accepted me, saved me! I am so glad I found God!
