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Likewise, I'll add mine later. But I'm interested to know how you all first knew him and when you began to walk towards Him!
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I became saved when I was four years old. I was in Sunday school, and my teacher was telling us how Jesus died on the cross for our sins, so that we can be in Heaven with Him. The only way to go to Heaven is to ask God to come into our hearts, to ask for His forgiveness. I decided to ask God into my heart that day. I remember this day so vividly. Later in the car, I felt such a need for God, and to make sure that He was really in my heart, I asked for Him to come into my heart over, and over, and over again throughout the car ride, even though I only needed to ask Him once. My desire for Him was so great, I realized how much I needed Him.

One year ago, during a bible study, we read Romans 12:1-2, and those two verses had literally changed me. I desired to start living my life for God, rather than living it for myself. I wanted what God wanted for me, I wanted what God wanted me to do, I wanted to shine as a light for God, I wanted to glorify Him in everything I did.

These past two years have been the best years of my life, my desire to learn more about God has become so great, my relationship with Him has grown so strong. I thank God so much for what He has done in my life. I thank God so much for His mercy, and for His grace. He is so great! I am so happy I'm His.
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well, my family's Catholic, but they made me study in a Christian school since that Christian school was the nearest Chinese school to our home. Anyway, I started knowing him more there. I also attended Sunday schools(it is required and it will add points to our grades.). Until now I'm attending. and then I knew Him EVEN more when we went to Youth Camp last April. It was so much fun knowing Him. And I'm glad my parents let me study at my current school now.
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Believe it or not, i never believe seriously on God until i was 16 years old. I was raised by a God fearing family but i still didnt believe God that much. I even went as far as declaring myself as an atheist. If i could go back in time, i would have kicked my ass and beated myself senselessly! Its just when i was down in the dumps from so many problems that i decided to give praying another shot (yes, i know, a horrible reason to start praying). My life made a complete 180 degrees after that. It went from bad to good in almost an instant. Everything i do seemed to worked out and i was thankful to God about that. From that point onward, i prayed Everyday and believed much more than i believed for the last 18 years of my life
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I was saved when I recieved a flyer on a street 4 years ago. I remember it was a really hot day and I was touched by the Christians when I saw they worked so hard for God. I decieded to give Christanity a try and went to a local church with my mum (who feared God since she was young), where God talked to me and challenged me.
My family was going through a very hard time back then and I felt that Jesus is the answer. Now, after almost 4 years, as I look back and I could clearly see what the Lord has done for me in my life through the hands of others.
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My life was one heck of a mess when I was young. Some satanic spirits must have decided to let themselves stay with me back then. I still remember how frustrated, how angry I was, even as a young kid. I had good grades in primary school and that's thanks to God, but the evil spirit of selfishness caught on.

I don't know when it started, but back then, I hated almost everything. My mom was a pushover, and I was throwing all sorts of vulgar language, angry and frustrated at everything. Kids in my primary school only backstabbed me, stole my things (I had about a few hundred dollars worth of items stolen from me in total). That was when I resolved to hate kids, never trust them, and pulled up a wall around me. They treated me badly, and I hated them. Childhood was never pleasant for me.

Hence I grew up bitter. I began to think that there are no such thing as true friends. My house was a house of frustrations. My 'friends' were bad influence and only caused me nothing but trouble. Worries were in my heart, and nothing else. I didn't know what was love, literally. I mean, people in my secondary school and poly complained that I looked like I wanted to kill people whenever I had on a neutral face. I was not a happy person. I thought I knew what was anger, but because I started off with a high level of anger, my idea of 'neutral' was rather distorted.

Back in my old house, I was obsessed with non-living things, temptations of the devil. My room was the kind of room that you can't even bear to stay in it for 5 minutes, there's just this stifling air. I loved horror back then, watched, read horror shows and stories whenever I could. I was scared, but still I read. My house was very dark when it got to night time. However, I would stay up till 2am just to watch movies like Chucky. You could tell how easy a time the devil had.

Then my parents converted to Christianity, rather reluctantly. They were not enthusiastic types. I took it with barely more curiousity than a new piece of furniture. It did not mean much. I thought it was a turn for the better, but I didn't understand properly what God's truth was, so I couldn't possibly walk in faith. I learnt a bit more about God, and Satan retaliated. I was aware God repelled evil, but Satan kept my sights on evil, hence despite my knowledge of God, I became ghost conscious, instead of Christ conscious. There was fear and worry still. There was constantly images of disgusting supernatural things lurking. It didn't help that my house at that time housed more than 1 evil spirit.

I remember once a Christian member, friend of my mom came to pray for me. She didn't manage to cast the spirit out of me, but I cried and I felt this RAGE. HOW DARE SHE PRAY FOR ME! I DON'T NEED SAVING! How embarassing! I hated my mom more. Now that I thought back, it certainly would not have been me. Why else would I feel angry at wanting to be saved? Spiritual sightings were not uncommon. I knew what my room contained, what the house had. I was obsessed with tv, it being my only friend.

One of the worse periods of my life was that I got up one night suddenly. I was the type to sleep alone, because of my sister who was born a bit earlier. I hated my sister because she was a kid. I hated kids. I hated that she took attention away. I hated that I was blamed for things, I hated it all. Hence I was to sleep alone. The moment I woke, it was for no reason at all, but something wasn't right. I had this nightlight on at the corner of my room, and my bed practically faced 2 large full length mirrors. I was suddenly aware of this very audible breathing sound. It was very loud, but it wasn't strained. Imagine a normal breathing sound, amplified to about 20 times. It was so loud, my mom heard it from her room. I thought it was myself, so I stopped breathing. The sound continued, if not louder.

I was half paralysed by fear. I looked down at my blanket and was shocked to see it floating about 5 inches higher than usual. Essentially, it was the middle part that was floating, so I didn't see what was underneath. I thought it was my soft toys propping it up, so I moved my hand beneath that space and waved, it was just air. I wanted to die just then. The breathing noise just got louder, so I screamed. I screamed and screamed. It felt like forever before my parents came into my room. They refused to come immediately. (HOW CAN THEY LEAVE ME WITH SATAN?! OMG) I was pissed, but more fearful. Finally, my mom brought in the Bible and read a passage from it. There was absolutely no faith from me whatsoever, so if it were dependent on faith for salvations I would have gone straight to hell. Slowly the breathing ceased. My dad tried to reason, saying that it was a lizard, but I never believed it. I tried imitating that breathing, and found it physically impossible.

Curiously, I wasn't saved or born again, but I moved slowly up.

My parents decided to hunt for a new house. They decided that this house is too haunted for good. Sometimes I thought I saw my sis run into the kitchen only to find it empty, my own father, mother had their own moments of 'i think I saw something'. My sister was ill, that she had to go through operations and had a burning fever of 42 deg. When Satan knew we were moving away, he raged. He started causing our appliances to malfunction. Christian members who came to my house to do cleansing with the oil went about my house and one of them commented that the skull fishtank ornament looked evil. I was lying on the bed watching tv when it suddenly fizzled and died. Shortly after my parents went house hunting, my computer died, the TV died, things just started spoiling.

But we moved anyway, and it was a blessed house. The spirits had not followed. But I still was not born again. There were periods of feeling inadequate, self-hate. Then it was spirit that reminded me of how worthless I was, bringing focus on myself, how weak I was. Although I never succumbed to other sinful spirits like alcohol or drugs, it did make me imagine how it would be if I were to be knocked down by a vehicle almost everyday. Satan's strongholds were gradually not as strong as before.

I had a horrible period during my internship at an ad company, it was the peak of time where I hated myself, thought that I was worthless, but my church was so close, so I thought to attend the night services as a last minute option. I was STILL not born again, but I stuck to the verses with strong revenge oriented types, like what God would do to those who attacked a believer.

The spirit that made me self-conscious stuck around until even now. In uni, I thought working hard ought to bring good results. I had found great friends, but I worked under the law. One of my friends invited me to watch Nick Vujicic give his testimony live. He is a blessed man born without limbs, no arms or legs, and only at age 25. I thought about it, but decided the place was far. In compensation to rejecting my classmate, I told myself I would go for my own church service. My exam paper was only one day after church, but I went. That service, I received a lot. After my exams, I resolved to be more dilligent, and I found Nick's message online as well, it was truly blessing to hear his account. Then I had a hunger for God.

So I was Buddhist when I was young, Christian for about 10 years, born again since 2 months ago. God promised to 'lengthen my days', and he told me, it's not just physically lengthen, but mentally as well. When you dedicate your time to God, you feel nothing but joy and peace. My life was really great from that point on. I saw my results, and they were so far from my expected As, but I didn't even feel pain. It was sad, but only for about 5 seconds. I felt SUCH JOY that there's a BETTER thing in life, and that is Jesus.

Within 2 weeks, I started an intense hunger for God, using whatever means and method I knew how. I started downloading sermons from my church, then cross-churches that I knew, then other churches that I didn't know, then other websites that wrote about God's will and all, then I started attending more than one church, because of this hunger. My handphone has the bible in digital, my mp3 has half of the songs, and the other half sermons. I had notebooks written about the points made in sermons I heard. I told God I would use my money to know more about God, because he's worth it, and he is my provision. I learnt about the names of God, my desire to want to know him more just increased thirty-fold, sixty-fold, ninety-fold amen!

God didn't just bless me, he blessed my friends. My friend whom I constantly had problems with, technically she's one of my best friends, and God not only fixed that, she called to apologise, but she ALSO CONVERTED! Without my influence! God helped my mom who used to attend church probably once a year. I ACTUALLY CONVINCED her to go to her own church with me, she brought the whole family. I also convinced her to try MY church! It's rare enough for her to go to church, now one after another? It's nothing but the work of God! It's God! It's God! My heart sang. He's so beautiful! He does things for me, through me, and in me!

I no longer hated, I love, because Jesus and God is love. That kind of love makes you want to sacrifice more than you can give, it's not the selfishness anymore. I no longer feel hate, no longer feel worry, no longer feel disturbed, I just feel peace. Before I knew it, I spend 8 hours everyday and above with Jesus and it feels GREAT. I don't even watch that much of anime or TV anymore. I watch them with Jesus, and I tell him about my day. I comment to him how it frustrates the grace of God when someone refuses to believe something SO GOOD is in their lives, and he shares my frustrations, GOD IS WITH YOU! God is developing my patience, he tells me to be patient and watch HIS miracles happen. Now I know that God can not only perform miracles, he can perform them THROUGH ME!

Nick mentioned that God used him in his circumstances, BECAUSE he had no limbs, yet he can be SO happy! I no longer hate my past, but rather, I'm happy that my past can help me understand what some people go through with their lives now. Born again doesnt' just mean being Christian in name. Born again is living your life with Jesus. Born again is a relationship, a new creation. Being a person of Christ, in Christ, for Christ. God showed me wisdom, he BECAME wisdom. 2 months ago, I wouldn't have cared to join a christian group, now I'm posting SUCH A LONG TESTIMONY in hopes to reach out to those who are not born again.

You can choose not to believe me, but I believe MY AND YOUR GOD will bless you. Image God is Love God is love god is love! He took out the things that used to bind me in the past, he showed me the good things of heaven. He makes me cry everytime I realise his goodness, but then I cry easily naturally. Haha. Now I'm really GLAD I think of God all the time. This is what I meant by being Christ-conscious all the time. It's thinking of God, and God thinks of you. You talk to him, he answers back. He guides you. He is Jehovah-Jireh (I AM Provision) Not just a provider. You cannot seperate his blessings from the giver. He is blessings, he IS PROVISION, HE IS THE WAY! HE IS MY SAVIOUR! YOURS, ALL OF US!

My heart cries out for those who are unbelieving. I share Jesus's pain when he is so keenly wanting to reach out, yet people refuse to see. He gave me a new heart, and that heart is a heart of God. Therefore, we are linked. We as his sheep recognise the sheperd's voice. You just know. When presented with two sheperds that look the same, we hear his voice and we know. It doesn't take seeing to believe.

That's true faith.

Praise the Lord, Bless the Lord, He deserves to be blessed, even though he's blessing us. He's blessings, but bless his soul anyway. This is not just some religious fanaticism, this is truly the sense of knowing that you've been saved, SAVED! The bare feeling of gratitude does not even come near to our joy at knowing God again.

Jesus, Thank you.
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Ummm.. My parents are christians in the first place so we just folo them in the religion... And i've been going to sunday skewl to learn more bout jesus
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i've knwn God/ Jesus throughout my life...my dad's...let's say, a devoted follower of Jesus Christ...and my mom's attended seminars...i'm so blessed that my parents introduced me to Him...

Of course, when i was still young (younger than now) i wasn't very religious...i just depend on my knowledge on Bible stories..(like david n goliath, samson n delilah, joseph n his bros, adam n eve....u get my point)..not wisdom.^^ i also sin like every other people, so, it's like, there's no difference at all between a Christian n a non-Christian...

But now that i'm older (i guess a bit more mature, lol!) and more conscious to my surroundings, i want to please and glorify God...i want to be a TRUE Christian...i realized that there's more to life than this. i admit i still sin...but not as often as b4!..hehe
just last sunday i was confirmed (confirmation) and i was filled w/ joy!...

your testimonies touched me in a way...
i've always asked myself what wud happen if i hven't known Jesus just like you guys were when u were still unbelievers...

Yet, all of us are blessed right now! praise God^^
Posted 1/2/08
I haven't reached him, I never might. I'll keep looking though, that's all we can do. I sin, but I don't ask for forgiveness, am I not just like everyone else? We thrive off of lust, violence, hate, and conflict, but also love, compassion, kindness. Where are we now, where are we going? Will we be saved or will we be damned with faith?
Posted 1/2/08
I was born as normal as the next man. I was calm and rarely cried. Things changed. I became bitter, angry, hateful. I was unable to comprehend. But soon I began to control my temper. I'm still cruel, bitter, hateful and wrathful but one day I was so calm that not a thought crossed my mind. With the door open, God walked in with logic. I started finding flaws with atheism. I concluded there must be a God and that Christ was the Messiah. From that day forward, I never doubted God. I stick up for Him as He has better things to do than argue to with atheists. I retain my sadistic nature but I am marginally calmer and more contemplative (Which is astounding compared to what I used to be).
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I allways believed that there was a God but i never put much thought into it or cared. I live what i thought was a normal life. Then i got to a stage in my life where i had been unemployed for a year. I didnt have any prospects. My so called friends never contacted me or wanted to do anything with me. My relationship with my father was at a bad point. Then i started to not leave the house. The tv and computere became my best friends. Then one day for some reason which i didnt know at the time i started thinking thinking about life. I looked at myself and i was like hangon. This isnt right. Theres something about me not complete. I realized there was a hole in my heart. Then over the next week or so the name Jesus kept popping into my head. At this stage of my life i was really only talking to my uncle so i told him what had been happening. He told me that he was going to do an introduction to Christ course. Im like WHOA! This just set bells ringing in my head. So i decided to do the same course. Throughout the course we worked through different parts of the bible and had some prayers sessions. Throughout this course His love and grace were revealed to me and I gave my life to Christ. The best decision i ever made in my life. Praise God. I started attending church and kept seeking the Lord. I received a new job which was awesome. I've made a new group of friends who are Awesome. And ive patched things up with my Father. I love how the Lord arranges things just perfect. He allways has a plan worked out for us.
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I was born as normal as the next man. I was calm and rarely cried. Things changed. I became bitter, angry, hateful. I was unable to comprehend. But soon I began to control my temper. I'm still cruel, bitter, hateful and wrathful but one day I was so calm that not a thought crossed my mind. With the door open, God walked in with logic. I started finding flaws with atheism. I concluded there must be a God and that Christ was the Messiah. From that day forward, I never doubted God. I stick up for Him as He has better things to do than argue to with atheists. I retain my sadistic nature but I am marginally calmer and more contemplative (Which is astounding compared to what I used to be).


I can relate to how you feel, but I'm no atheist, just an agnostic. I don't like when people make mockery of God or his teachings, but everyone is entitled to their own opinion. I step in to convince them otherwise, offering good advice on life and it's problems, but few people actually listen and I've lost many friends to worldly ways. I try not to be so judgemental and help as many as I can, because it hurts to see friends/family destroying they're lives in reckless abandon.

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My parents started teaching me about God when I was almost too little to understand anything. My parents never fail to show me their sincerity in serving God. My father opened so much to me about the mysteries surrounding God and mom taught me how to deal things with God. I first thought that it was easy but it wasn't at all. I faced countless struggles as I grew up. I encountered more and more as I grew up. Eventually, there were times when I'm too guilty (or maybe too proud) to ask forgiveness. I even thought that God is too angry at me but everytime I just pray silently, I can somehow, hear his voice and feel something that I can't explain.... Occassionally, if I'm sincere enough, I see images as I close my eyes... At first, when I started praying, I felt reluctant and hurrying but as I immersed myself in the silence, I was crying for an hour. I do sound a bit too much now but everytime I reflect on them, I realized that He NEVER leaves us and NEVER fails to love us just the way we are...
I pray that someday, people will have the humility to open up their hearts to God. A moment with God is worth more than any treasure.
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The gifts of God are never changing. Jesus said 'Peace I give to you' His peace is not anything like what you've experienced before. It's the sense of peace, with the feeling of security, and not wavering, unlike having peace in temporal things.

His Love, isn't the love that is of the devil. Devil's love stems from a selfish desire. If you think about the things you love now, are they the type that is more giving than receiving, more peaceful than uncertain, and are not of material things? His love that he gives to his children that we all can receive, is the kind of love that loves even strangers. You would love your own family, even if you don't say it, you would love them, for if you say that you love God, but hates your brother, you are a liar, for that is not God's Love.

The influence of God is amazing. You can retain your old personality, but constant rage is not a personality, it's an evil spirit, same with obsession of some sort. With God, he gives you a new heart, a new spirit, a spirit that is of God. His heart is linked with your heart, therefore if you have less inclination to do things that are not of God's ways, you'll feel it in what the world calls conscience, but it is actually the Holy Spirit.

We cannot learn 'conscience', we can only imitate it through laws and rules. The Holy Spirit tells you things that you intuitively know, so you don't go near danger head on.

You don't have to ask for forgiveness, but only those who realise truly how much they've been forgiven of because of what his Only, beloved son had done for God's sake (Seriously) on the cross. Jesus didn't suffer only in body, he suffered in spirit. His spirit was cut from the Lord the moment he became sin. He turned into a curse for us. He kept ALL the laws that not one single man could. Jesus never grew up special, with special powers as a baby. He didn't know until God spoke to Him who he was, what he was to do. Jesus simply followed God's Will, regardless.

That's faith.

Jesus was man, he was the Son of Man, the last Adam. He simply followed what his father in heaven showed him to do. You think he has discounted himself by deactivating his nerves when he suffered the scourges? No! God performed miracles through Jesus, but God showed him no way to escape from the payment of carrying the world's sins, past present future, so we can be a blessing!

Jesus knew that, and bore ALL the pain, suffering in body, mind, spirit. Imagine the time that God had to abandon Jesus in spirit, there was no contact. Which means, during that time, there was no peace from God, no sense of security, no love, no joy. No nothing.

Imagine the mental warfare that the devil had at that time. Imagine how Satan must have been whispering feverishly in his head, all the time, that by obeying God, he is now to only suffer? Satan whispering into the heads of all those who watched the crucification, to see Jesus down in the dumps, almost about to die? Jesus did not just suffer in body, but knowing that God is with him. No! He cried out 'Why hast Thou forsaken me!?' Jesus was left alone!

Because God is a righteous God, he cannot go against his word. He cannot spare his child, because of a mistake in his ruling. There was no mistake. God fulfilled everything he promised in the Old Covenant, and he is the same, yesterday, today, Forever! Do you know that God could have simply wiped out mankind and started all over? It was so easy. He could do everything, but he loved us SO, he thought of a way to fulfill his promise, and save mankind and bless us! Jesus was perfect! God could make more perfect beings like Jesus! But no! That was the sacrifice he made. It hurts him so bad to give His Son away. But we are more precious to him. Jesus understood that, and he willingly laid his life down to make that payment. How would you feel, knowing that you're some sacrifice? That you were born for that purpose?

We will NEVER know how much He loved us. But when we realise that, and that His Love endures forever, we will never love anybody else.

Those who know that they are forgiven much, love much.
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my testimony... hmmm

well i was born into a Christian family and have grown up in it. I moved many times from Canada to Europe and back. At the age of seven i decided that I wanted Christ in my life and asked my mother to pray with me. My family then moved again, this time to Vancouver Island where my spiritual growth started. At the age of 11 or 12 I went to a youth conference and something that a 12 year old should really never see happened. While we were singing, a girl about my age right behind me started to scream and writhe around. At first I was confused but in short order I realized that this girl was possessed by a demon and that this demon did not like the singing. The girl was crying and writhing on the ground when my youth leader and a few others went over to her and calmly prayed over her. After the singing was over my group left while the leaders were still praying over her. tears were streaming down her face but she had stopped writhing and screaming. it later occured to me that I had witnessed an excorsism. It was nothing like those fancy ones that people see in movies. It was raw and real and it scared me. I later, at age 15 started playing bass guitar and played in church. When I turned 16 I decided that I wanted to get baptized as a public display of my commitment to Jesus Christ. I had a lot of ups and downs after that. I got very depressed and angry. My parents finally made me see a councellor and I was able to talk about life and I am no longer angry. after I graduated highschool I started going to the college I am going to now, Columbia Bible College in B.C. my life changed a lot. I started playing on a worship team here and I have learned more than I ever thought possible. my life has changed drastically since coming here and i have a heart for music and missions... I wonder if they can be tied together.
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