Telling Our Stories Part 2

Here are some more great stories of God’s work in people’s lives:

I was raised in a Christian home. I had some problems and joined the service at 17 years old. After my discharge I returned home. I got into motorcycles, alcohol and drugs. When I was 33 years old I’d lost everything. I remember saying where is that inner peace people talk about? Well, things started happening, I met the love of my life(31 years now married). We started going to church with my parents, after 2 months we both were saved.
 

The Lord delivered us from alcohol and drugs. I have had some set backs through the years, but God and my wife have remained faithful and forgave me. God has blessed us with a business, home and friends. I’ve seen God work in our lives in so many ways that I could write pages of his blessings.  I know for sure God is the answer to all your needs.

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I was raised in a Christian family that had been in the church for generations I became a Christian at the age of six. When I was nine my family was torn apart by a girl that I thought was a friend who told a vicious  lie about one of my parents. My sisters and I were put in foster care and it took three years for my family to be reconciled. After that I went into a downward spiral after years of every vile activity you can think of and a life threatening disease that I still suffer from, I was at the end of my self. I recommitted my life to the lord three years ago and though I am not completely healed yet I have complete faith that God will heal my body like he healed my heart and soul.

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I have always believed in God, but I haven’t always known Him. I fell through the world’s open doors — giving pieces of myself to nameless boys, drowning in alcohol’s carelessness, locking my heart away with guilt and fear. I wanted God, but not enough.

And, sometimes, I still don’t. I continually have to choose the open arms of my Father. But I do it because I know I need Him. He cleanses me with grace and fills me with unconditional love. He takes my heart and bestows worth that can’t compare.

My God calls me as His own.

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I was convinced that a person’s faith was strictly the result of where they lived.  If the Christians I knew lived inIndia, they would be Hindus. 

They got me to go to a meeting where I heard the Gospel: I was separated from God, but in his love for me he sent his Son to pay what I deserve- death.  I understood that Christianity is a person, not a rule book, and I put my trust in Jesus.

 Now I know I am far more than my environment.  I was created by God for fellowship with him, the result being hope that is independent of circumstances.

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My story began when I was around 23 years old.  I was a very troubled individual.  I had no care about my sins and my main goal was to survive and have fun doing it.  I had a girlfriend (Who is my wife now) that I was constantly mean too verbally and unfaithfully.  I had always been told about God, but never really cared about it per say.  I lived my life and that was all I needed.  It was one day when my wife (girlfriend at the time) had had enough of my hurtful mentality and said no more.  At the time I said to my self ol’ well I will just get another girlfriend.  Not more than a few days later I hurt for her something overcame my heart and I had realized what I was missing.  I begged her to come back to me over and over, but she refused. 

At the time my mentor who was a preacher, and was very subtly talking to me about scriptures and living in sin.  Which at that time I kept blowing him off saying I hate the Bible and how contradicting it is I can’t stand reading. This mentor and I grew very close and I found myself hanging out with him more and more listening to his advice on this girl I let slip through my fingers.  He told me “go to church” show her a change; don’t just say you are changed.  So I did, and found myself going more and more. 

Later I talked to my mentor and said ‘I am ready to get baptized again” I wanted to show everyone that I truly believed Jesus had died for me.  So I got baptized and cried uncontrollably asking God to come into my heart and make me new.  Long story short, my girlfriend saw the change in me and decided to give me another chance. We have now been married for 5 years and have three little boys.  I still to this day struggle with all the worldly things and still rarely read the bible, but I truly know that God is active in our lives and has washed us clean through his son Jesus Christ.   Every day I still feel like I am getting closer to him in every way.

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I was raised a Catholic and early in my childhood my parents were excommunicated after it was discovered they were divorced and remarried. For fifty years I was broken, believing in Jesus, without ever really truly knowing why. Catholicism, a religion of man, had wrongfully taught me that the only pathway into heaven was through my good deeds, what I did, and my steadfast adherence to their religious dogma. In knowing the Gospel, I now genuinely and deeply love Jesus; heaven is totally ours because of what he did on the cross through our magnificent and loving Father in heaven.

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How about yours? Feel free to email it to mystory@cccgreeley.org.

 

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