Hi 
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Well, I've been here a while and had a very nice lady direct me to this sub-forum as I have not yet posted my testimony. I warn you, this may get to be a bit lengthy. God bless!
I was adopted as a baby by the two most wonderful parents in the world! They, however, both worked a good bit. I went to daycare because I was an only child and they wanted me to gain social skills.
When I was little my mom took me to a Lutheran church and I hated it! She finally stopped taking me when I was about 7 or so because I took communion and after drinking the wine exclaimed, "Wow, Mom! That was really good. Can I go up again?"
That was the year my grandpa took me to his gospel church and I liked it much better, but I couldn't figure out why everyone had their hands raised.
Because of my experiences with church I decided I really wanted no part in it by the time I was nine, when I really needed God. I went across the street to visit some friends of my parents and my grandpa's (Grandpa was our neighbor) and had started going over there when I was about 5 or so. That year the 60+ year old man started molesting me.
It took five years, but I was finally able to tell my mom what was going on (she had since started paying the elderly couple to watch me, the man's wife never knew what was going on). However, while it was going on I started going to church, my youth leader helped me to tell my mom what was going on.
Afterwards, I stopped trusting men completely. Unfortunately, I had a few guy teachers and I never stayed back in their class, asked them questions, etc. So a female teacher finally asked about it, I denied it and began making an honest effort to change.
When I was fourteen, after two years in church, one of my close friends and I decided to start practicing witchcraft. We told our youth pastor and she prayed for us and told us how wrong it was, but we wouldn't listen.
I alternated between church and witchcraft for quite a while.
When I was seventeen I got engaged to a guy I met at church camp and I lost my virginity to him. That same day, my 18th birthday, he flirted with one of my good friends while I was sitting at the same table. He got kicked to the curb quickly!
I went back to a guy I had dated before, and loved very deeply and he moved four states away. We, needless to say, broke up about a year later. Then I met a guy at the church I was attending.
About eight months in I left for the military and was released because of my bouts with depression. Two weeks after I got home I broke up with my boyfriend and started searching Christian singles forums so I could find a real Christian guy, even though I wasn't really Christian I just went to church. That's when I met my hubby.
We were engaged after three months and married three months and three days later. A few months later was the last time I turned to witchcraft.
We started going to a Pentecostal Holiness church, a liberal one, and both really liked it. We were having financial problems and weren't able to make it for about a month, but no one called to check on us or anything.
I started working to make money and on my second day of work I met my current pastor who I really thought (and think) a lot of. We started going in May of last year and on Friday January 13th of this year I realized I had never really given my heart to God. So, on that afternoon, I accepted Christ. 
Thanks for sticking with me for soo long! God bless!
,Well, I've been here a while and had a very nice lady direct me to this sub-forum as I have not yet posted my testimony. I warn you, this may get to be a bit lengthy. God bless!
I was adopted as a baby by the two most wonderful parents in the world! They, however, both worked a good bit. I went to daycare because I was an only child and they wanted me to gain social skills.
When I was little my mom took me to a Lutheran church and I hated it! She finally stopped taking me when I was about 7 or so because I took communion and after drinking the wine exclaimed, "Wow, Mom! That was really good. Can I go up again?"
That was the year my grandpa took me to his gospel church and I liked it much better, but I couldn't figure out why everyone had their hands raised.Because of my experiences with church I decided I really wanted no part in it by the time I was nine, when I really needed God. I went across the street to visit some friends of my parents and my grandpa's (Grandpa was our neighbor) and had started going over there when I was about 5 or so. That year the 60+ year old man started molesting me.
It took five years, but I was finally able to tell my mom what was going on (she had since started paying the elderly couple to watch me, the man's wife never knew what was going on). However, while it was going on I started going to church, my youth leader helped me to tell my mom what was going on.
Afterwards, I stopped trusting men completely. Unfortunately, I had a few guy teachers and I never stayed back in their class, asked them questions, etc. So a female teacher finally asked about it, I denied it and began making an honest effort to change.
When I was fourteen, after two years in church, one of my close friends and I decided to start practicing witchcraft.
We told our youth pastor and she prayed for us and told us how wrong it was, but we wouldn't listen.I alternated between church and witchcraft for quite a while.
When I was seventeen I got engaged to a guy I met at church camp and I lost my virginity to him. That same day, my 18th birthday, he flirted with one of my good friends while I was sitting at the same table. He got kicked to the curb quickly!
I went back to a guy I had dated before, and loved very deeply and he moved four states away. We, needless to say, broke up about a year later. Then I met a guy at the church I was attending.
About eight months in I left for the military and was released because of my bouts with depression. Two weeks after I got home I broke up with my boyfriend and started searching Christian singles forums so I could find a real Christian guy, even though I wasn't really Christian I just went to church. That's when I met my hubby.
We were engaged after three months and married three months and three days later.
A few months later was the last time I turned to witchcraft.We started going to a Pentecostal Holiness church, a liberal one, and both really liked it. We were having financial problems and weren't able to make it for about a month, but no one called to check on us or anything.
I started working to make money and on my second day of work I met my current pastor who I really thought (and think) a lot of.
We started going in May of last year and on Friday January 13th of this year I realized I had never really given my heart to God. So, on that afternoon, I accepted Christ. Thanks for sticking with me for soo long! God bless!
