Testimony Time

[Angelajt]

Here is a testimony I shared at church last Sunday.

got a great testimony about this new job I've taken. It's
totally God. I had to fill out 4 pages of indepth questions about what

makes me who I am. What I'm passionate about and if I could do anything

and not fail what would I do. Well I guess you know I didn't put down

the typical stuff. Of course it was to raise the dead. Establish the

kingdom etc. etc.

The lady didn't seem too christian to me, but you never know. So told

Tony and he said, you won't get that job, in which I replied, if I do

get it you know it's God.

Anyway, had a dream from enemy or soul and mistook it for God, but

wasn't sure. Went for a second interview and talked a couple of

hours with her about my faith.. etc etc anyway I got the job. Went in

a couple of days later to pick up paper work and the owner had a brace around her neck.

She had gotten head slammed in a volley ball game. Major pain she said.

I said, take that thing off I'm going to pray for you. She said ok, at

this point I will take all I can. Her daughter was there and seemed a

little embarassed. But I prayed anyway, took my hands off and told her

to move it.

She moved it and said it feels better. Her daughter said, Does it

really feel better and her mom said, yes it really feels better. I

think I'm going to

leave this thing off. Her daughter said that is so cool. Then I said,

yeah it is cool, I didn't feel anything did you? The owner then said,

yes I fell tingling when you were praying for me and it felt like a

little shock or jolt in my neck.

Then I stayed for an hour and talked with the daughter about God's

goodness and she wants to try our church sometime. They both hate

church, but want to find a place.

 

[PrayerMist]

Hey!!!!

hi everyone, im going to tell you what god has promised to do on thursday.
its not healing or anything, but neverthekess its still a mirlce-no matter how big or small. (trust me, in my eyes, this is the biggest !!!!...) Any whoo, im telling my story now as an act of fatith that God is going to perform this for me.
See, for the past 3 months or so my grades havent been going to well.(or atleast as well as i expected it to. ive really been letting my dad down on this one. math and L.A wee and poorest subjects and it seemed like it keep on getting worse. I really needed a mircle. now, i KNOW god does mircles, but is he willing to change an 8th grader's C's and B's to ALL A's??? i never in my life heard a testimony like that. it just didnt seem real. but i was still willing to believe. i know God can to anything, i also know nothing limits Him, even if it wasnt looking so good.
picture this u have a c averge in 3 classes and your suddenly, out of the blue expecting god to change that within two days.(i said he could do the impossible, didnt i??? )
anyway, im sort of holding on to the promise that 'my god wil supply ALLLLL of my needs according to his riches and glory'.

i know this is the lords will because despite all the doubts satans been giveing me,the holy spirit has been stenghing me and consantly reminding me that its his will and he's going to do this for me. in fact a few nights ago, inspriation today was on and god was speaking to me thogouh mike murock and saying how if u sow a seed u will reap a harvest and even thoguht i didnt have a 1000 dollars to give the holy spirit said my fatith was already a seed and all i had to do was believe.
and also, me and my friends agreed together in prayer 4 this and jesus said 'if two come together in His name he is in the midest and and whatever we ask it shall be given unto us''

...isnt God amazing???

 

[mle]

Hey!!!!

hi everyone, im going to tell you what god has promised to do on thursday.
its not healing or anything, but neverthekess its still a mirlce-no matter how big or small. (trust me, in my eyes, this is the biggest !!!!...) Any whoo, im telling my story now as an act of fatith that God is going to perform this for me.
See, for the past 3 months or so my grades havent been going to well.(or atleast as well as i expected it to. ive really been letting my dad down on this one. math and L.A wee and poorest subjects and it seemed like it keep on getting worse. I really needed a mircle. now, i KNOW god does mircles, but is he willing to change an 8th grader's C's and B's to ALL A's??? i never in my life heard a testimony like that. it just didnt seem real. but i was still willing to believe. i know God can to anything, i also know nothing limits Him, even if it wasnt looking so good.
picture this u have a c averge in 3 classes and your suddenly, out of the blue expecting god to change that within two days.(i said he could do the impossible, didnt i??? )
anyway, im sort of holding on to the promise that 'my god wil supply ALLLLL of my needs according to his riches and glory'.

i know this is the lords will because despite all the doubts satans been giveing me,the holy spirit has been stenghing me and consantly reminding me that its his will and he's going to do this for me. in fact a few nights ago, inspriation today was on and god was speaking to me thogouh mike murock and saying how if u sow a seed u will reap a harvest and even thoguht i didnt have a 1000 dollars to give the holy spirit said my fatith was already a seed and all i had to do was believe.
and also, me and my friends agreed together in prayer 4 this and jesus said 'if two come together in His name he is in the midest and and whatever we ask it shall be given unto us''

...isnt God amazing???

I will agree with you that your grades will come up in the name of Jesus.

Remeber that wich a man sows will he reap is an earthly principle as well as a spiritual one. If you sow slacking off and not studying then you will reap poor grades.

If I can be so bold as to pray for you , I will.
Heavenly Father, I thank you for this sisters faith. Lord, I thank you that You are a God of miracles and that there is nothing impossible through You. Thank you that PrayerMist can do all things through Christ who strengthens her. Encourage her and increase her faith like a mustastard seed sprouted and growen into a massive tree. Give her wisdom and discernment. I ask that according to Your word You bring all things to her rememberance. Lord, increace her memory. I pray that she will put the effort requried into learning and that all she does she does as unto You.

In Jesus name. Amen.

I look forward to the good report. Thank YOu LOrd!

 

[JesusServant]

[I posted this in a thread that will eventually fall away into the pile, but felt it definitely should be in a testimony thread]


Why is it that so many people just dismiss the possibility that Jesus was right about demons existing and that they can make an impact on someone's life? This has always b

een a tight spot for Christianity in general because of mental illness. So that begs the question, did people back then just think mental illness was some kind of spiritual possession because they just didn't understand such things at that time? I'm sure most believers have a hard time distinguishing between the two if they believe both exist. I know I do. Where is the line drawn?

I know I went through a very hard time a couple of years ago a few months before I found this website. And I experienced some very scary things in my life. I had been mad at God and running from Him without even realizing that was what I was doing. But it didn't got real bad until I said to my wife "there is no God and I will NEVER believe in Jesus again." And from there it got very bad. God allowed the hedge to be taken down and I was in mental agony and there was much strife in my life. In my past I had a marijuana problem. And I mention that because I had become deadset against drugs of ANY kind. I started to see how our culture is about a quick fix and escaping reality. How so many Americans want a pill to make our problems go away. So when these things came upon me I felt like Job at one point. All my 'friends' and family tried to get me to take various medications and what not but I refused. I knew the answer was God and not drugs whether prescribed or not. But I had turned my back on God and He in turn accepted my wishes and removed His protection from me. I couldn't go to work, I couldn't leave the house, I couldn't eat, I could barely sleep, all I could do is call out to Him. There were times that I began violently speaking in tongues in a deep voice. When it began I could hear it but then it was like I was pushed down into a tiny center of my being and something else had a hold of me. I would rave and rant in my bed and scream in other languages. I would come in and out and hear a little of it, but felt so out of control. My wife, needless to say, was scared to death. Some people thought I should be locked up. But thank God, He had a plan and sent her father to release me. Thank God that man knew what was going on. Jesus said, "this kind do not go out except by prayer and fasting." (Matt. 17:21, Mark 9:29)

He called for a fast of the believers in my wife's side of the family. They would pass on the fast from one to the other so that someone was fasting at all times and praying. I remember one time going through one of these spells and then coming to on my knees in the bed and somehow knowing someone was in the house. I got up and flung the door open and my father-in-law (Don) was there. He looked at my wife and said "you know what to do" and she got the oil out. While she was gone I began pacing. It was like I was trying to take control but something was fighting me. I was nervous and didn't know why.

He and my wife agreed and began praying for me and dabbed the oil on my forehead. I was shaking on the inside but not sure if I was on the outside. But when he started praying in tongues, (something I had never believed in before all of this) my knees hit the floor and a vision rushed through my mind. It was like a lightning fast flash of pictures of civilization after civilization rising and falling. I would see one people building up a city and then it would quickly fall and another people would build another city in it's place and then that city would fall. And each time they became more modern. I saw buildings and styles I didn't even know existed and have never seen pictures of before. And all of this occured seemingly in a flash and it was over. During this I couldn't hear any prayer at all, and while I was seeing this a sound like a trumpet getting louder and louder was going off in my mind. And then it stopped. In reality it probably only lasted about 30 seconds, but I couldn't describe everything I saw if I had an hour to do so. Then I heard Don ask, "who do you serve?" And I said "what?" And he said, "who is Lord?" And I said Jesus. (a name I could not mention for the last several days) He then said, "who do you serve?" and I said "The Lord Jesus Christ" and I looked up at his tear covered face and he smiled like I had never seen him smile before. And a few days later I was baptized in Jesus name.

Now I've had my struggles in life just like everyone else since. But I know He'll never forsake me again as long as I don't beg Him to like I had at that time. Even though that period of my life was hell, I thank God for it, because I know the ENTIRE gospel is TRUE.

God bless you all and please be kind as this experience is very difficult for me to share because of how hateful some Christians have been to me when I try to tell them about it because it doesn't line up with their opinions and 'education.'

Steve
JS

P.S. I never understood what I saw or what it meant with the civilizations rising and falling. I had prayed over a year and a half for it to be revealed to me what that was exactly. Finally a revelation hit me. I wasn't seeing anything God wanted me to see. God wasn't trying to show me something or give prophecy threw this vision. I was seeing what that force, the demon, satan, whatever that was that left me. I had caught a glimpse of the things he has/had seen during his existance. That was a very scary realization. But I thank God that I know what it was exactly and that solidified the existance of these beings to me, at a time well after the experience when I needed to know I was on the right path and needed to keep pushing forward in my walk no matter how many times I fail or fall.

 

[starry emzy]

my testimony is in Testimonies called 'My Life In Christ ' if neones willing 2 read it

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[kerux]

This is my personal testimony:

My story begins when I was 10 years of age; my family was attending a small church in rural Harristown, IL. The name of the church was Union Baptist Chapel, and the pastor was a man named Dan O'Keefe. Pastor O’Keefe and I went to one of the fast food restaurants in Decatur, IL to talk about what it meant to accept Jesus Christ as my personal savior. Through this conversation, I decided that I wanted to know for sure that I had this eternal life he was talking about. About two to three weeks later I went forward and accepted Jesus as my savior and was baptized. This was very exciting for me, because this meant that now I had eternal life. Little did I know that within the next two years, I would begin a downward spiral away from God.

When I was about 12 or 13 years old, a friend of mine suggested that I smoke a marijuana joint with him. At first I was afraid, but after a little convincing I agreed. This whole experience was definitely weird, but I liked it enough to make a habit of smoking pot. Around this same time, this friend and another friend had discovered a book that spelled out for the most part how to become a satan worshipper. This sounded kind of cool to us, so we decided that we would meet in one guy’s basement after school, and initiate ourselves. After the first day of these so-called initiations, the kid’s mom found the stuff in the basement. She then proceeded to call the other guys mom, who in turn called my mom. We ended up over at the second guys house with all our parents, as well as two pastors. That night we all got chewed out for about 4 hours straight, this put a fast end to the satan worship idea.

I first felt called into the ministry by God when I was 17 years old. Instead of doing what God wanted, however, I took off the other way.

At 19 I began to share an apartment with a couple buddies of mine. This period was a non-stop party. We were drinking morning, noon, and night. I was working the 11-7 shift at a home for developmentally disabled adults at the time, and was going to work half drunk most nights.

After this, I began to share an apartment with just one of the friends. Even though it was a different apartment, the lifestyle was pretty much the same.

The beginning of July 1991 was another time for me to fall on my face. I was hanging out with the wrong crowd and subsequently got wrapped up into some trouble. One guy and myself were cruising the strip when we pulled into a parking lot to talk to some friends of his; before I knew it about 6 police cars surrounded us. He had a duffle bag in the floorboard of the car, which had a sawed-off shotgun in it. Since I was driving I was charged with a misdemeanor of illegal possession of a weapon. Something that will follow me around for life.

In July of 1991, I began to date my wife. We dated for a year and a-half and were married on December 7, 1992. We had a 6-month-old daughter at the time we were married.

Things never did go very good for us; we were consistently getting evicted from places, as I would not keep a job. Finally, in 1994, I decided to go to Job Corps, which lasted only about 3 months. When I came home, my wife got pregnant with our second child, this one a boy. Things were still not going good because of my job habits.

We had another child in 1999, another girl. Things were going good when the job I had as a security guard working 55-60 hours a week went away. We then got behind in our rent, thus being evicted from yet another place. We were then in a major decision, there was a homeless shelter that we could have went and stayed at, yet the kids would have been on the women’s side of the shelter with my wife only and not with both of us. We decided that it would be best for my wife and 3 children to stay at her mother’s house.

In the beginning of the year 2001, things were finally starting to look better. I had a job where I was happy, our kids were growing like weeds and we were getting somewhere. We then decided to move back to Decatur and I would drive back and forth to work. Little did we know that the van we had would break down and stop running all together. Thus, once again, things began to look very bad for us. We got behind in rent for what felt like the millionth time in our marriage.

Finally in the fall of 2001 at age 29, I began to pursue what God had wanted me to do when I was 17. I enrolled in Bible College. I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders when I decided to recommit my life to god, and allow Him to help me through my problems.

 

[Deana]

I have been fighting writing my testimony for a long time because I am so ashamed of things I have done. But, I know I have to do it because my Spirit is telling me to. I want to tell you what God means to me. Anyway this is my first testimony and I hope it is not too long and doesn't seem like a pity party, but, I want you to know that God can turn your darkest despair into Joy. Not because of anything you do, but because God loves you so much.

When I was a kid, I went to Church all the time with my Grandma Dot. She was the most important person in the world to me. She was my calm in the storm. My storm was my house, my father was very abusive to me, my brother, and my mom. Not only did he hit us, but, I saw him almost kill my mom on a few occasions. On trips to the emergency room we were told by mom to lie and say something else happened. So we did and so did she. Sometimes my childhood was great with dad he would take us boating and took good care of us. My mom was a very good mother and everyone said my mom was the greatest. But, she was just about destroyed by the torment of her marriage and was sad a lot. In my house, you just never knew what was going to happen next so you were in a constant state of anxiety. I really hated myself.

I was always a chubby kid and grandma's house and comfort was full of food. I was told on many occations by my Dad that I was worthless because I wasn't thin and no one would ever marry me. I thought of numerous ways to kill myself. Looking back my methods were pretty silly but when your little you don't really know how to do it. I hung myself from hangers in my closet on many occations but just never could quite do it right. I tried to suffocate myself, giving myself a heat stroke. It didn't matter how I just wanted to die.

My dad had many, many girlfriends. One girlfriend I remember the most had a son. My dad bought him easter candy and thought since he bought him easter candy he should buy me and my brother easter candy too. My mom wrote down on the calendar when he stayed with his girlfriend and when he stayed with her. One time I remember he didn't go to her house when he was supposed to and she came over. We then watched my dad severely beat her while she cried and begged for him to go with her. She ended up bruised and bloody and he went with her because he was just so important and powerful.

I had a best friend when I was 12 (still my best friend) named Sherry. Me and her did everything together, as I didn't want to be home much. One weekend I went to her grandmas with her to stay and we went to church together. We rode a bus to church with other kids. The pastor of the church talked to me and asked me if I was saved. I didn't even know what being saved was. I had been to church with my grandma for years and I don't remember ever hearing it before. I knew all about David and Goliath, Jesus' Birth, Noah's Ark and all the songs. Sherry was like "oh, no Deana your not saved" and anyway we were all upset...lol...so that day at church I got saved. I had no clue what I was doing or what it meant but I said what they told me to say.

Next me and Sherry got baptised and joined my grandmas church. I didn't really think there was a God but I though it was better to be safe than sorry. We went to church camp, taught vacation bible school, and were good girls. All the while the abuse was continuing at home even though I was there very rarely. When I was about 15, Sherry got a boyfriend, and her mom insisted she stop spending so much time with me and devote her time to him. During this time I was continueing to hurt myself. I would scrape skin off, stab myself in the leg, and stick pins and needles in my body. And no one ever knew.

I started to spend more time with my other best friend Barbie. Me and Barbie had grown up similarly and both knew it. We never talked about it with each other but it bonded us together. So I would show up with cuts and she would show up with cigarette burns (her way of dealing with the pain) and we wouldn't discuss it. Barbie's mom had gone insane from the beatings and her parents had divorced a couple of years earlier. Barbie went to live with her mom for a while with a Wiccan Priestess. She was taught to become one too and learned all sorts of things. So, here we are at fifteen, totally messed up.

We started to drink and have parties at her dads house. We one thing led to another and my precious virginity I was saving for marriage was taken from me. I was too drunk to care. It was just too much for me to deal with so I drank more. I ended up being raped 2 more times at parties, once by a group of men. Then I was like who cares all they want is sex and it's not like it's that special, because it sure wasn't to me, everyone in town thought I was "loose" and it seemed like anytime I did anything everyone knew. Except my mom and dad. I never told them to this day. I was so ashamed. God was the farthest thing from my mind. I had written him off long ago as something people created to make them feel better about bad things that happen like death and disease.

After this I just didn't care about anything anymore, I started to see a man who was 25+ years old. I found out he was married with six kids, but I didn't care. I was a shell. Me and Barbie began to experiment with what she had learned in wicca as a child. It was summer and I was 16. I was teaching Vacation Bible School at Church during the day and at night we were worshiping satan. How satan must have been laughing at that. We got an ouija board and said a prayer to satan and it really worked.

We talked to it for hours about nothing important. My friend Barbie wasn't even allowed to go into the church because the board said so. She was teaching activities so we would bring the kids out to her. Things would happen like lights going out, doors closing, but we didn't seem to notice. Well, we had an assignment from the board to get as many people as we could to touch it so we invited a bunch of kids over and waited until very late at night. Well, we did that for a while and all the streetlights in town went out and the kids got scared and let go. Well, not me, I continued to talk to it. Just me and the board and I knew I wasn't moving it. After a while one of our friends noticed their boyfriend was stiff. We went over to him and turned him over and he was stiff like he had been dead for a long time. He wasn't breathing.

Everyone got scared and me and Barbie went off. She said she had to do a blood sacrifice to satan she hadn't done so satan would stop. Well, I decided on the spur of the moment to kill myself and set about finding a way. After I got calmed down and Barbie did what she had to do the dead kid started to move. He got up and went home. He won't talk about what happened to this very day except one time that I know of he told Barbie that he saw fire come from my eyes and then was down a big hole, he was trying to climb up it and people were dragging him back down. All the other kids left and we stayed to talk to the board some more. I took the board home with me and my mom found it and found all the notes we took of what it said and burned it all.

Continued in next post...

 

[Deana]

Not long after that I started dating a new guy, Todd, and got pregnant. He was a nut case but I wanted away from home so bad that I followed him wherever. He lied constantly and told people he was a warewolf, and could turn invisible. He told me Bruce Lee was alive and taught him karatee. Sure kinna funny now, but I had learned that anything is possible so I believed him. He had me convinced that my baby might turn into a warewolf inside me and tear me apart. I had my daughter at 17 right after I graduated high school. I thought about God every once in a while. I thought God must be real since satan is but I had no clue what to do about all that I had done. I had worshiped satan, God wouldn't want me now.

Todd and I started our new life together with a baby. He wouldn't work to support us and spent most of his time hunting, and hanging out at his moms in case she needed him for anything. We couldn't get married right away because I discovered he was already married. The morning I had my daughter he was finalizing his divorce. I had to go to work in a nursing home to support us. I worked almost every night and then he would come get me and take me home (he had to have our only vehicle for something). Then he would leave and I would take care of the baby all day long. I loved my daughter more than anything. She was so precious to me. She filled my days with joy even though I had little sleep.

Well, Todd and his mother decided that it would be best if they took my daughter (Ame) so I could sleep during the day. I begged him not to but he would take her and not bring her back for days on end. I still couldn't sleep and I ended up having an anxiety attack from missing her and no sleep. He was hitting me and very verbally abusive. I continued to gain weight.

When I was 18, I got pregnant again and my Grandma Dot, who meant so much to me, died from a long battle with cancer. She loved God so much and thought she was being punished for the fruit she bore. I was starting to get myself together and was going to college. Todd was working but we didn't pay bills and I never saw a dime. Anyway, I could go on and on about how horrible it was and that is not my point. I finally left him and his family when I was 19. I had had enough. My daughter was being warped by him and his mother and now they wanted my son to start coming too. His mom even bought beds for the kids for when "they came to live there".

Me leaving made him very mad and he started telling people that I kept my daughter in a dog cage and that I was sexually abusing my baby boy (Travis). His mom is the head nurse at the local doctor nest and she believed him. She took my daughter in and the doctor examined her and asked her questions. Well, my daughter told him that her "ma, ma" played games in the bath tub with her. Little did the doctor know that ma, ma was grandma. He called DCFS and he gave custody of the kids to her.

My parents were divorced by now and my dad, feeling remorse, offered to pay for a lawyer for me. I called the police and told them what had happened and they said they knew it wasn't a kidnapping and they were coming to arrest me the next day for child molestation because the Doctor had called them. My lawyer told me not to worry and that was not going to happen. But, my kids were gone. We got an emergency hearing and the kids had to go into foster care for over a month until Ame could have an evaluation. Well, as things turned out I guess their trying to brainwash Ame backfired and she told the therapist that her dad had been molesting her. He ran off with his tail between his legs and I got full custody.

I was just a shell again. The only thing that mattered were my kids. Todd's mom continued to get them every other weekend for visitation and every other weekend I would go spend time with Barbie and we would drink the whole weekend so I didn't have to think about it. During this time Jehovah's Witnesses came to my door. I let them in and we started to study the Bible. Some things didn't seem right but they showed me where it was in brief Bible passages. I started to study the Bible intensly and gave up some of the things I was doing at the time that felt wrong like tarot cards and astrology. I begged God's forgiveness and hoped I was saved.

My new husband showed up at me door one day and didn't leave. He wasn't very smart, I knew him from my childhood as he is Sherry's cousin, but he seemed to be a good person. We got married and things were wonderful for a while. Ame was continuing to go to her Grandma's and was telling lies like her dad does. She told teachers at school that I stabbed her with a pencil and they called DCFS again. She was about 5 that time and they believed her. I told her teachers that she makes up stories but guess they didn't believe me. A couple of weeks later they told me that Ame has a problem with reality and makes up stories, and I was like no kidding. But, the damage had been done and now I was an official child abuser.

God was more in my life now and I started going to different churches every once in a while. But, my heart was so empty it hurt from depression and heartache. One thing that was nice about being married that I was no longer the evil person in Ame's stories that was an honor for her new step-dad. Ame told lie after lie and just about destroyed us. I made sure they were never alone together for our families protection. Last year she told the councelor at school that her step-dad touched her boob. DCFS was called and he had to leave. She told them that she told me it happened and I said "So, I don't care". She had wanted to live with her grandma for so long and everything she was doing was so she could go live there. So, I let her go.

The depression was extreem, I had a new baby now with my new husband and Travis and they were my life. But, I was so empty. I was not the fun mom I used to be. I just was. I continued to gain weight and was well over three hundred pounds. DCFS let my husband come back but he had to go to special classes for people who molest children. So every other saturday he had to go sit in a class with men talking about all they had done to little kids. He passed two lie detector tests but it didn't matter to them because why would a kid make up something like that and plus they decided he couldn't possibly be attracted to me because of my weight, so he was probably just there to get to the kid. I thought of killing myself all the time but didn't because of my children.

My friend Sherry called me about a year ago and told me that she had found a church and invited me to go. I went a few months ago to Sherry's Church and told God how sorry I was and please forgive me. I cried all through the sermon to myself. I couldn't even open my eyes I was so sad. The preacher was talking about me, he was talking about God forgiving all things and you are good enough for God. Then I felt a lifting in my heart. It started to fill, it had been empty for so long. It felt like it would burst and I felt such a sense of peace and calm and knew God was there and would take care of me.

The journey since then has been a joy. I am learning new things about the love of God and Jesus everyday. My mom is saved now too and I hope to hear her testimony soon, maybe I'll invite her here to post it when I am ready for her to see my testimony. As I think she already feels awful enough about things she knew about. My world is still in crumbles right now but I know God is fixing things fast. Some things seem to be getting worse but I know that God is changing my life and I just have to wait and see what will happen. Like Joseph in prison, sometimes God has to put us in "unfair" situations to do his work.

My husband was still going to his meetings (they wouldn't release him because he didn't feel enough remorse for his victim...ugh) and I had stopped talking to my daughter at all in hopes that people wouldn't believe what she said if they knew it couldn't be true because we never spoke. Then the car broke down and he missed two meeting in a row so they threw him out of the program last month. DCFS just showed up at my door today and said we were under investigation because Mike is no longer recieving treatment. The investigator is my mom's friend and she she knew it was not true and would make it be unfounded. So, Mike is now free of treatment and we are free of being afraid everyday of when they will show up next. Now we have been given the freedom to be a regular family. He couldn't even be in the yard with the kids before and was barred from even going to his parents house for holidays if his nephews were there. Now, he has a note he proudly carries in his wallet that says he has no restrictions and can be with his kids like a normal dad would. So, what looked like my life getting worse was actually a change for the better.

The place Mike has worked for 9 years just told all the employees they are closing their doors. I wonder what God has in store for us this time. I am not worried. I know God is there and will never let me feel despair again. Even when I am sad I never feel my chest feel like it is about colapse like it used to. My marriage was at the brink of colapse and is now so much better. God means everything to me. Right now I am under-construction but I know God has big plans for for me and I have Hope.

I hope this testimony wasn't to whiny. I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me, but, I want you to know that God loves you, no matter what and you don't have to feel despair anymore. God will give you peace and joy in your heart when the world crumbles all around you.

 

[TerryR]

I have a testimony....

About 4 months ago, my wife was going to leave me. This was not the first time, but the most recent time. In the past we had filed for divorce, but reconciled. The reason, my continued depression and abuse. I was an abusive husband, verbally and physically. Well, she had become lonely, and had met a man on the Internet from New England, and was talking to him on the phone (we live in TX.) Well one night he called, and I answered the phone, all hell then broke loose. We fought, I left, and she called the cops. My mother and her best friend came over (great Godly women) and ministered to my wife while I was gone. I came home, we talked, and she said she wanted to leave and go home to Virginia. Well the next day, she is at work and my mother’s best friend Jan and her husband Skip came over to minister to me. Well, everything they were saying was convicting me straight to my core, I was laid bare. I realized I was a shattered vessel, and in need of Jesus Christ. Well, they left and I sat at my kitchen table and began to confess. I confessed every sin I could think of, every adulterous affair I had in the past, EVERYTHING. Make a long story short, I WAS HEALED.
The Blood of Jesus Christ reconciled me back to God. I recommitted my life to Jesus Christ, as I had thrown that faith away almost in my sin. I have joined an intense discipleship program, I also now volunteer in the youth group at our church. My relationship with my wife is stronger today then it has ever been, and the enemy no longer torments me with depression. We have a brand new home, and it is all to the Glory of God. Even though, the flesh and the spirit battle everyday, the Lord is my strength and my portion forever. PRAISE JESUS, GOD IS FAITHFUL IN ALL THINGS. Though the righteous man may have many troubles, the Lord delivers him from them all.


Revelation 12:11 "11They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.

 

[SpiritPsalmist]

I have a testimony....

About 4 months ago, my wife was going to leave me. This was not the first time, but the most recent time. In the past we had filed for divorce, but reconciled. The reason, my continued depression and abuse. I was an abusive husband, verbally and physically. Well, she had become lonely, and had met a man on the Internet from New England, and was talking to him on the phone (we live in TX.) Well one night he called, and I answered the phone, all hell then broke loose. We fought, I left, and she called the cops. My mother and her best friend came over (great Godly women) and ministered to my wife while I was gone. I came home, we talked, and she said she wanted to leave and go home to Virginia. Well the next day, she is at work and my mother’s best friend Jan and her husband Skip came over to minister to me. Well, everything they were saying was convicting me straight to my core, I was laid bare. I realized I was a shattered vessel, and in need of Jesus Christ. Well, they left and I sat at my kitchen table and began to confess. I confessed every sin I could think of, every adulterous affair I had in the past, EVERYTHING. Make a long story short, I WAS HEALED.
The Blood of Jesus Christ reconciled me back to God. I recommitted my life to Jesus Christ, as I had thrown that faith away almost in my sin. I have joined an intense discipleship program, I also now volunteer in the youth group at our church. My relationship with my wife is stronger today then it has ever been, and the enemy no longer torments me with depression. We have a brand new home, and it is all to the Glory of God. Even though, the flesh and the spirit battle everyday, the Lord is my strength and my portion forever. PRAISE JESUS, GOD IS FAITHFUL IN ALL THINGS. Though the righteous man may have many troubles, the Lord delivers him from them all.


Revelation 12:11 "11They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.

God bless you Terry. Thank you so much for sharing with us your testimony.

 

[shamabruhan]

Can we learn something from this testimony?



The best quotation on behalf of him is (John 6:38-40); the promise that have been and will be for all believers.

The letter of my mother



My darling, how are you feeling and doing these days? I am so well for my healthy in exception of longing to see you and thinking about you. My son, following from my greeting I would like to give thanks in the name of God for your benevolent support you offered to me till today.

It is my daily routine to pray for God on behalf of you so that he gives you in his wide-open hand health, long age and prosper life. That is my entire wish and my prayer forever.

Son, mothers don't wish or think other than the well being of her child. She wishes to her child to live in comfort and happy life. She wishes to be her son disciplined, having the right ethical life and to be intellectual. Every time she strives and wishes for her child to be a great man. But all this thought would be fulfilled only by the will of God himself. In her willing or trying nothing would be succeeded. Therefore, do not forget to realize that I am also one of these women.

The miraculous birth 1st testimony

Son, you have asked about your father- as you may be doubted you are right* _____b_____is not actually your biological father. Anyhow, I write the following short story to make it more clearly about everything. I write not only about you but the story of myself too.

Son, It was around 1940s, my parents were residing in ____h______ the village that they were living was very fertile land. There were many ____am________-community and_____fe____) lived there. My parents were the richest family around there. They had big house, many cattle’s, vast land of garden of fruits and other properties. My both parents were (are) from ___fe___tribe probably came to that place from ____n.et_______, namely from ______g_____, _____w______, ____gj_______or __sh_______, about that I will write you another letter later on.

At that village my father was a known merchant, very kind and pious person.

After their marriage, my parents never get children very soon. Even, before their marriage the people of that community always wished to my father that the Lord would give him a son. However, after they get married each others that didn't happen very soon. So, the people around there respected and loved my father and prayed to the Lord to give him a son.----------

Ref:

(Matthew 18:19-20)

----------at their meeting to give my father a son they vowed to the Lord according to their religion .After some time around 40-50s I was born. It was me the daughter of the first born to my parents but not a son as my father wished and expected.

However, the villagers of that community were delighted about the birth of that female child to my father and offered their vow to the Lord. To fulfill the vow they sacrificed two lambs to the Lord--------

(Psalm 50: 14). 14: Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the most High:

( Lev:12:1-8)




-----------and celebrated that occasion. That was a great day for that people in that community. After a year ___af_____ was born and my father named him "_se___" (Simon) which means (you listened me).

Almost a year later again "___y_____" was born, which means "let multiply" or (prosper) Then "___m___"which means " the Kid or the little Son " was born. _____m______ was the handsome among the family. Then “___t__" was born which means "the resurrected or the lifted one" because ___t___was born exactly at the night of the Passover.(Easter)

My parents raised me until the age of 12 years old. The reason of that was happened because one day when we live at __d_______; after the week age of the birth of ___t______ two bulls were slaughtered at the gate of the courtyard. {That was supposed to be for the weeding of neighbors or the neighbors (other religion) Leviticus 17:7.--------

(levy 17:7)}.


----------And the blood of the bulls were swamped most of the courtyard.

In those days I was the only daughter in the whole family. All the load of the duty of the household was upon my head. I was the one who supposed to take care of that kid and others too. I used to prepare food for everyone. But at that day I was in a hurry to prepare food to my mother who was at that time in the delivery room. ____m_______, the little kid was playing in the courtyard by himself. He used to love me too much and thus he pleaded me to carry him. I never made that much attention about him. And I was so busy to prepare food to my mother and I continued to do my job. So, I couldn’t respond his request immediately and didn't carry him. I never thought he had some problem.

Then, desperately he cried saying "etete! etete! (Mistress). Hold me! Hold me! He cried. But, I never cared about him again because I was too busy. And then he said, "They come to me! They come to me! Hold me! Hold me! He cried." Then he falls on the blood. At this time I run to lift him. When I tried to lift him his weight was too heavy and pulled me down and I fall down with him.

But I was lucky that my father reached to us immediately and tried to lift both of us but he couldn't lift the kid because he was so heavy. The little kid became at the spot lamed and crippled. After a week my mother came out of nursery (Delivery room-the place to stay for the women after delivery of Child ). And she took him to the hospital but they couldn't help him. Since that moment a great trouble falls in our family. My mother strived to heal the kid and started wandering and roaming to other many places. Holy places, shrines and other places whatever she thinks that is good to heal ___m____etc. To heal __m_______ the family lost all the wealth of the family had, all belongings, properties even the cattle’s they had wasted.

More over that my parents idea diverted, my father suggested to my mother to take care of the rest of the family and to give up about ____m______ whereas my mother insisted to heal ___m_______(the kid). Lastly these conflicted ideas separated my parents. And that became the burden to me heavily. Both of my parents left me alone and run away from me. After the school before I go back to home I was supposed to sell something in the market to find some money to feed" ___af___ and ____y______" This condition didn't last long any how. The entire member of the house split and scattered among other relatives. As a bad chance, one day my mother uncle son came for sudden visit from _a.a______, and he cheated me by saying I will take you to your mother and convinced me to go with him to see my mother. At that time I was attending a ___s____mission school. That private school offered me a free payment scholar because the instructors loved us and they knew we couldn’t pay.

The school payment was 27 per month. As a bad chance I left to ___a.a__with him. Then, after two years later when I reach 8th grade the mother of the man came to visit the son where I lived. When this old woman saw me living among her grand children’s she became very furious and angry and cursed me saying, "What are you doing among my families?"

"Why are you living here?" "What did your mother offered to me when she was rich? She gave me nothing”-------

(Leviticus 17:7)7:

---------"Now get out of this house!" she shouted.

This time, I became very confused what to do and didn't know where to go? I answered to the old lady " I am not the same person as my mother why are you talking like this? Your own son brought me here even with out my interest when I told him I want to stay at the school. My teachers were promised me to give me free chance to go to the board school."

When I asked her why she speaks against me like that she answered to me openly by saying that “I came here to expel you from this house" "and now get out from here now!. Right now! She insisted. After that I had no choice left. I left the house to seek shelter in my school girl friends parents house. It was at that moment I introduced with your father (the real biological) ---------

(psalm 51:5) 5: Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.

----------When I lived with my girl friend your father was waiting for the date of appointment to start a new job after his graduation. Unfortunately; at the same time, he heard the bad news of his mother serious sickness. He was saying that he was the only child his parents had. But, then I heard also the bad news the misfortune of your father. They told me he had been killed in the car accident ( I don’t know weather that is true or not) while he was traveling to his mothers country " ___g.m____".

After that I couldn't find a cave to hide myself. But after some days my girl friend found to me a cleaning job in a foreigner house. The husband was an _____et________ and the woman is an outsider . The woman didn't like me to stay there and when I realized that situation I had no alternative but to quit the job in two months and to leave.

After that I felt sickness at my abdomen. I realized and doubt that would be the sign of pregnancy. I thought I conceived you. ------

(psalm 51:5) 5: Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.


----------Thus, I went to _____ba_____ hospital and told them that I was feeling a sickness at my abdomen. When they knew what happened they felt deeply sorry about the situation. To help me they advised me for abortion. They were pity to see me at that very young age to have a kid. However, despite of all their advice I told them as if I had a husband to take care of me. And for that reason I told them that would be no problem. They were surprised by the situation in addition of my response. Thus, they had no choice left for them other than to send me back in peace on my way.

In this situation five months had passed already. But at the end I decided to do any kind of job until my day arrives. I decided to work at somebody’s house as a maid if I find. One day I visited as usual my client the small shop owner to ask him if he knows any one who is interested to have a housemaid. I used to sell for him my hand made broidery that I used to make it for living.

I stood there to do our transaction with the shop keeper when an old woman suddenly asking him if he knows a house maid. There, as a chance I was at the right place. That was unexpected coincidence. With out even ----continues

 

[Hagios]

Greetings!!

You can go and listen to my testimony if you want. God saved me from drug abuse, drug dealing, and restored my life.

Jesus spoke to me while I was dying in hospital, after a drug overdose..

[url]http://www.shilohsheepministries.org/My_testimony.html[/url]

God Bless You all while you listen.

Morne

 

[evangelist]

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[evangelist]

my testamony is here : www.revivaldisco.com

 

[hal]

Two weeks ago a lady came to our healing class (http://home.san.rr.com/healing) who had a chronic skin condition that caused it to itch constantly. A member of our class prayed for her and the condition was healed. She has since testified that the itching is gone.

 

[SpiritPsalmist]

God is so awesome

 

[Johnny Be Good]

Hi, all! What a GREAT day to be alive and well and serving Jesus in loving obedience--finally!!!

I was brought up in Mid Michigan pretty much outside the church--we only attended church on Christmas and Easter. Mom is Catholic; Dad Protestant. Parents divorced when I was in High School. Dad remarried a catholic and converted to Catholicism a couple of years ago.

I got born-again with the non/inter-denominational "Navigators" about 20 years ago. Since then I've attended and frequented lots of different protestant-type denominational churches (Baptist, Nazarene, Methodist) and found really good/accurate teaching in the ones I attended.

About 5 years ago I met and married my wife, Tammy, who is a Word of Faith/Charasmatic believer. I found the teaching of the Word of Faith/Charasmatic churches to be wholy accurate, despite the wholy baseless warnings from those from the other churches I'd attended in reference to healing and speaking in tongues, for example. I had been taught to beware of churches that teach stuff that isn't supported by the Word and to not rely on feelings, but instead rely on fact (which should actually be 'truth', but that's another subject...)--fairly good advice--except those churches never taught and may have intentionally avoided much of the book of Acts and other scripture that dealt with healing and speaking in tongues--though probably not intentionally to MISLEAD--but because they just didn't have the answers when it came to healing and speaking in tongues.

Raising my hands during church service has proven to be one of the most difficult acts of obedience I've personally run into, believe it or not, and I've litterally run into a few different acts of disobedience that I've since placed in the past through old-fashioned, unadulterated obedience (drinking, smoking, etc.). Finally, I just had to raise my hands--I've had to raise my hands all my life and didn't know it! I just had to fully surrender myself to God--even though I still battle thoughts about others looking at me when my hands are raised! I've been associated with Word of Faith/Charasmatic churches for about 5 years now and my wife and I are currently going to Victory Christian Center in Rolla, MO.

I chose the login, 'Johnny Be Good' because every time I see it I'll remember to eat from the Tree of Life, rather than the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil!

 

[harold rideout]

What great testimonies, I have many I could share, Of God's faithfulness and His concern about us. One very stormy Sunday evening in January when I was just a very young man we were to leave to travel back to our work about three hours drive. I had not had my license very long and this was going to be a very bad night. The man I worked for felt we could make it but inside I must admit I felt very nervious. While waiting for supper to be ready, I drew a promise and it read; I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shall go: I will Guide thee with my eye Psalm 32;8

While looking at the words and feeling it was God giving me assurance of His protecting, my sister turned the Radio on to a Church broadcast we always listened to, and they were sinning : I will Guide thee, I will guide thee, I will guide thee with my eye. On the way from earth to Glory I will guide thee with my eye. needless to say that was conformation enough for me that I could face any storm wither in the natural or the spiritual. And after many years I can testfy to the fact that God has guided me, my Wife, and three children with His eye.

May God bless every one of you

 

[CoCoChiCa33]

A few weeks ago at church camp I was playing hi-five football and I got hit, and I fell on my shoulder. Now I have always been double jointed or something in my shoulders, and I can normally pop them in and out of socket with no pain or problem. But when I tried to get up from off the ground, I couldnt hardly move my arm, it hurt so bad. Later that night at the service, I couldnt even lift my hand past my waist, my fingers were swollen bigger than i've ever seen them before, and my arm was numb. That was when I decided that something was seriously wrong.. probably popped it out of socket bad or something, but anyway... Later two youth sponsors and our youth pastor's wife offered to pray for me to be healed. They prayed, I believed, and when they said "lift your arms and praise God for your healing" I did just that! No pain or anything after that. *I couldnt hold my arm up for very long cuz I felt it sliding around in there, but it didnt hurt when it did it* So... That's one thing I could say that God did for me. There's many more awesome things that He's done, but if I get going on this topic I wont stop!! I guess I just wanna say that God is so awesome. I believed in Him for a long time before I realized that He really CAN DO ANYTHING!! I love serving Him, and its an honor for me to say I am now called into the full time ministry! I'll probably be a youth pastor, I feel like that is more what I'm meant to do. Anyway, I've talked enough... hehe love y'all!!

*Danielle*

 

[Hagios]

A few weeks ago at church camp I was playing hi-five football and I got hit, and I fell on my shoulder. Now I have always been double jointed or something in my shoulders, and I can normally pop them in and out of socket with no pain or problem. But when I tried to get up from off the ground, I couldnt hardly move my arm, it hurt so bad. Later that night at the service, I couldnt even lift my hand past my waist, my fingers were swollen bigger than i've ever seen them before, and my arm was numb. That was when I decided that something was seriously wrong.. probably popped it out of socket bad or something, but anyway... Later two youth sponsors and our youth pastor's wife offered to pray for me to be healed. They prayed, I believed, and when they said "lift your arms and praise God for your healing" I did just that! No pain or anything after that. *I couldnt hold my arm up for very long cuz I felt it sliding around in there, but it didnt hurt when it did it* So... That's one thing I could say that God did for me. There's many more awesome things that He's done, but if I get going on this topic I wont stop!! I guess I just wanna say that God is so awesome. I believed in Him for a long time before I realized that He really CAN DO ANYTHING!! I love serving Him, and its an honor for me to say I am now called into the full time ministry! I'll probably be a youth pastor, I feel like that is more what I'm meant to do. Anyway, I've talked enough... hehe love y'all!!

*Danielle*

Exelent... God is so gooooood. Praise Jesus. He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow....

God Bless You,

Morne