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 Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 7:32 am
I thought we should have a post for testimonies - things like how you became a Christian, or what God's done of is doing in your life. If you're not a Christian - why you're here? Are you looking for something?
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 7:35 am
Guess I should go first! I was raised in a Christian home, so I never remember not being a Christian.
My Mom died of cancer after a long illness - I was 14. All through her illness I knew that God was helping me deal with it. I never blamed Him for it - I felt God's love surrounding me through the whole situation. I know that I'll see my Mom again some day - and look forward to that day! I know first hand that God doesn't prevent bad things from happening to good people - but he'll be with you every step of the way.
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 6:02 pm
I was raised Christian but I never really understood what the true meaning of being a Christian meant. My mother died of cancer when I was 3 and although I don't remember her I miss her deeply. For a while I blamed God for taking her from me before I had a chance to get to know her. I went to an Evangelical camp for two summers and each time I went I rediscovered God and grew closer and closer to Him. After my second summer of going I gave my life to Christ and accepted him as the head driver in my life. My parents have been arguing for a while and at one point I had written in my journal that God wasn't doing anything to stop it (i.e. I blamed Him) I few days ago I reread what I had written and I emotionally hurt knowing that I had written that. I hated myself for putting the blame on Him and I promised myself to never do it again. Anytime I feel down I remember the last line of "Footprints"
"...When you only saw one set of footprints in the sand, it was then that I carried you..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 8:26 pm
On Friday March 21, I got into a car accident. I was dehydrated that day and as I was driving to church I passed out, and when I woke up, I was in the middle of the road. There was a car comming, I swerved to avoid it. I lost control of the car and as it slid across the tar, it hit a ditch and it flipped over about 2 times. My youngest brother was with me. We came out of that car walking, and by the grace and mercy of God, neither of us had any internal injuries or broken bones. Just some bumps, scratches and bruises. The cops and the doctors kept telling my parents how lucky they were and that this was truly a miracle because of how bad the car was bashed up. Had we not been wearing our seatbelts, we would have been dead.... O.O and I also thank God that my other brother did not come with us, he decided at the last minutes that he didn't want to go. The thing is, he hardly ever wears his seat belt...well, now he does XD
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