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I come from a good Christian family,so I've been bleesed to know God personally..However it was when I was 15 that I really came to know him really well.I'm kinda very competitive..Everything I do,it's like I have to come out the best..That's where things really went wrong.I always pray before I do anything..Just before my final exams,there was so much pressure on me..and as I was praying I began to doubt whether God would really help me..then I began to think if He really existed..I couldn't study,or eat,or do anything..I felt a great burden..I kept crying and praying to God to help me trust and believe in Him again..The progress was slow,but I began trusting Him again..And I'm so grateful to Him for everything..He enabled me to do all my exams very well..I could feel His presence ..and His guidance all throughout my exams..HALLELUJAH!! He never turns or casts away anyone..He's always there for us no matter how big or small we are...Praise Be To God,Forever and ever..Amen.
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Hahas...Well My Testimony Is,,Well Basically About My Life.
Im Not As Smart As Faelia...Hahas! I Screwed My Life. I Became a Christian only during Late P6. But before That...my past was something very very Painful...When i was 2,my Dad divorced with my Mom,And I Live With my Mom,I Grew Up living without a Father's Love,I used to think Fathers were a bunch of useless people,But i slowly,as i grew up...i saw all my frens had Fathers to care for them,the spirit of Jealousy entered Me.I Would Hear stories from my Mom about how my Dad would Care For my sister More,And all the stories were True! During P1 I Could Remember,My Dad visited us,and he invited Only my sister to Sentosa(a tourist attraction in Singapore),But my dad never did invite me,so iw alked up to him and ask him if i could follow,i was shocked the moment when he Hesitated To Answer...In His Car...i was put in the backseat,While my sis and my dad sat infront and talked and talked and talked...i was left out.At Sentosa,my dad held my sister's hand,but he never held mine...instead,he left me behind..not caring if i would get lost...

Sometimes...i would see young children with thier Dads Playing...and i always wonder How A Father's Love Was Like...
I Felt Lonely...Especially When i was the only boy in the Family.I Felt Lonely...Neither felt that No One Could Understand Me...Even when i was a Christian,i would feel that way,But Now...The Lord Has Set Me Free...
But before He Set Me Free, I WoulD Always Cry...With JEalousy,Sadness And Anger...i grew up not knowing how a physical Father's Love is Like...You May Say It Sucks! But I Would BE GRateful to Have One...I Accept the Fact that im Fatherless,But Im Not Spiritually =)

The Lord Revealed His Love To Me On The Day After Easter During This Year...It Was Monday 12.30am...i was Jealous...Sad...Crying...Not Knowing What To Do...I Turned to The Side Of My Bed,And all Of A Sudden, I Jus Said "GoodNight Dad" And i Did not noe why i said that...But All Of A Sudden An Audible Voice Replied Back "GoodNight Son"
Boy!Was i Shocked! I Turned to The Opposite Side...I Saw Nothing.So i Thot I Was Imagining Things...Den i Turned Back Again...But My Heart Felt Happy For Some Reason...Den I Felt Something Gently Stroking My Head...And The Voice Said "Well Done My Son"...And He Reminded Me Many Versus About Coming TO Him For Rest...And i Felt A Veri Sweet And Warm Presence...I Was Like...Wow....And i Fell Asleep Real Well! And The Lord Gave Me REst By Making My Skip School The NExt Day,Coz i Overslept =DDD aniways Yea...Dats My Testimony ^^ Hope You guys Will Read
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April 15 1978. I married my girl freind and love of my life. It will be 30 years. It is due to the Lords work that we are still togetter. It also is the date the Titanic sunk. It hit the ice berg on the 14th and sunk on the 15. Imagen hearing that on the news that back in 1912 on April 15 66 years before the Titanic sunk. I mean what a omen to but on a marrage. ....I hope all here on BA can find some one as dear to them as my wife is to me
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Well, my name is David and here is a little bit about my testimony that I have been able to make public. 
I was born and lived in Montgomery county Maryland and didn't move to Tennessee until I was 8. When we lived in Maryland we didn't have much money (and that would be an understatement) God provided for our needs, and being that young I didn't fully understand what usually went on. All I realized when I became older, was that we were poor and that we lived in a not so good neighborhood with some not so good people (it wasn't terribly bad, but typical of where we lived)
When I was 8 we moved from Maryland to Nashville, Tennessee. My dad was offered the position of CEO of the rescue mission and he took it. I was excited to move, I even got to fly down to visit the mission and be on TV and was excited about that (more so the plane ride) We flew back home and that is when we had the news announced to us that we were officially moving. I was sad because I was going to leave my Nana and Pop Pop (grandparents from my mothers side) who would take us out each week. I was going to miss my friends and knew that I would have to start over. But none the less I was still excited, because mom said that we could live in a normal "house." Ya know, the kind that aren't connected to each other and had a yard. But before the house, we lived in a transitional apartment much to my surprise. About four years down the road, God led my dad away from the mission. We were out of work for a while until my dad found a job in another mission out in California. now you might be thinking California would be a nice place to live with the beaches and sun and all that, but we were going to move to northern california in a small town called Redding (at this point in my life, I hated Nashville because I thought it was too small and country, needless to say I was not happy in the least about moving to an even smaller city)
I was pulled out of school that year from LCA where I had my friends. My dad had to move in advance to California, we all stayed home to help clean and sell the house for six months. During those six months I became a very angry twelve year old, bitter and wanting to blame something for me having to move and start over again. My bitterness turned into hatred for God and I questioned if He existed or cared. I was lonely without school friends and not being particularly involved with a church (we were moving and didn't want to get too involved) so I had a lot of time to myself... too much time. I missed my dad very much, and mom was busy schooling the younger siblings and trying to sell the house, so I felt alone. This was where the enemy started attacking me more in my spiritual life. 
I still believed in God, and I "knew" that he loved me, but I began having my doubts. Our house wasn't selling, and it turned out that God opened a pastoring opportunity at a church back here in Nashville. My father took that position and we were able to stay in Tennessee. You would think that I would be happy, but during that time I closed myself off to everyone and began to hate people and started hating God. I went back to school, but I wasn't the same, I sat to myself and didn't bother to speak to people because I became shy and weak. I quickly became jealous of what other people had financially (we weren't very wealthy, we never really have been) and their talents. In my day all I did was do school and play on the computer and nothing else (yep, I totally chunked up, and then felt bad about that) 
I felt inferior to people, and to compensate I believed in my mind that I was superior. That is when I dabbled into Deism (the belief that God created the universe, but sits back now and lets it do its own thing) I became angry at God instead of relying on Him. I quickly fell into sins I wouldn't think myself to do, I fell into rebellion and fought with my parents frequently. Publicly I put off the persona that I was a "good" kid. I had the head knowledge of the Bible (I have grown up in a Christian ministers home my whole life) and I acted like I applied it. None of it was in my heart, but it fooled mostly everyone. 
Going later on through life spiritually I became worse. The church we were at experienced "drama" (typical church stuff when people don't like change or think that they rule it because they have been there for 40 years, the root of it all was pride) I saw hypocritical Christians and was subject to it every time I went to church. This made me inside think that I had to be strong and rely on God for guidance. But the other side kept telling me that religion is bogus and this is an example. Needless to say, I chose the latter opinion after a while. I became an atheist.
When I became an atheist, I kept it to myself. No one knew, I didn't want to be reproached or get debated by a bunch of kids who I thought couldn't understand anything. In my mind everyone's lives were perfect (I knew they weren't) and I thought that God was unfair in blessing others financially, socially, and with talents (God blessed me with talents, but I wanted to feel pity for myself so I denied them) I made the mistake of thinking that I had the authority to judge God, and I had it in my mind that I should be blessed greatly for growing up poor for the ministry and having to put up with things in life that others seemed to not have to (In reality I should have been punished for i, I failed many trials and the desires of my heart were mostly evil) I thought that God wasn't fair, and so I shunned God and figured that if He wants me that badly, He would give me what I wanted at the time. The reality was I was living in terrible rebellion and sin, God loved me and gave me many chances to repent, but I had pride within myself and wanted to "outlast" God. In reality I thought of myself as the only god over my life. Even though I witnessed God meet our financial needs in miraculous ways, I still blamed God and remained atheistic.
For years I lived in anger, constantly coveting others and blaming God for anything bad (by my deffenition) that happened. I despised going to church, any church. I thought all churches were meeting places for perfect people who would in turn reject me (I didn't have many church friends) I thought all Christians were these really happy brainwashed people with perfect families, perfect children, and perfect little happy lives. I figured to myself "they are only Christian because they have whatever they want, if they were like me they would reject God." I was living in sin, even worse than before. I felt alone and hardly spoke to people, and if I chose to speak to people about my heart, it was either to de-convert them or try and gain some kind of friendship based on the trust of a lying kid. I always made witty comments against God. Like when people would say "let's pray" I would say "to what?" People thought that I was joking, but in my heart I wasn't. I found myself with "friends." they got me into some stupid things, but I was cool for it. I thought that I belonged, and it wasn't any thanks to God. I felt cool and happy for a time. But truly I was living a miserable life on the inside, my heart was grieved, and I think my parents' hearts were grieved too because of my rebellion in the home. At this point, i still had the "Christian" mask on for most people, but the true David was a wicked individual.
Life went on for a while, and I had my spiritual ups and downs,  re-thinking the whole concept of God. I had someone help me and tell me the truths and wouldn't fall for my pity attempts. But I let anything anyone said to me go out one ear and out the other. The Word of God never comes back void, and it made me think, and some of it stuck in my rebellious heart. God was patient with me, I wasn't patient with God. Eventually, sin worked its course and I was broken. I have been broken in the past very deeply, but this time would have been one of the worst. At that point I felt very very low. I felt dead, and all I wanted to do was haul over and die. God wasn't finished with me. That night in the January of 2008, I gave my life to Christ. It took years of misery and brokenness before I would humble myself. But I am glad that God was patient with me. I understood that sin never produces anything good, no matter how we look at it or what we believe. I learned all this from numerous personal experiences and was tired of living that way. That day, I took the mask off and started living. The "friends" I thought I had didn't want me anymore, but it was worth it. I became a new creation
This is only a portion of my story that I feel brave enough to tell. One day in the future I hope to share more publicly. God is good, all the time.  He will never ever leave or forsake you, that is a promise. Even when we leave and forsake Him or at least try to.
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I used to wear spectacles when I was 5 and then I prayed and about 7-10 months later I had perfect eyesight!!!!!!!
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Well...my family's a Catholic before...but then, when my big brother started going to college and befriended a Born Again, his life was changed (somehow), and so did mine and my lil brother's lives...But we never took it seriously. We did read the Bible...but to tell you honestly, I just read it and never took in the words I read. When I prayed, I say the same thing over and over again. And me, my lil brother and our helper still went to a catholic church, but never really payed attention to the mass.

Also, before I really accepted Jesus into my life, I never got mad at anyone. Well, maybe I get mad, but not that grave. I never disliked anyone, except for myself. I always, always hated myself for being clumsy, being childish, and not doing anything right. It didn't seem like it to my pals, I guess, but deep inside me, I did hate myself. I was miserable. I also thought that I was ugly, a lot, 'cause I never heard someone of the opposite gender say that they liked me. (dreamer much? )

Then one day, another one of my big brother's friends who's a Born Again invited him to church. Before I kept on bugging him to take me to a Christian church he and his college friend were attending. But it was so far so I didn't get the chance. When that invitation came, he gave it a try and went to the church's mid-week service. After that, he invited me and my lil bro as well. Then, our lives were completely changed. We now understood what being a Born Again was, and totally let Jesus be our Lord and Savior.

Thanks to Him, also, I've learned to appreciate myself, forgive my mistakes, and worry no more. And I never thought of myself as ugly, 'cause I don't care if no one here on earth likes me for my looks. I know Jesus loves me for what I am, because His Father made me in His image. ^_^

Praise God for that!
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My story really isn't rather exciting. My grandparents were sound Christians, my mom grew up in a baptist house, so that's what church we went to, my grandparents, and a good bulk of my family would attend this small little baptist church and that is where I was introduced to Jesus.

Now I almost feel ashamed of this, but I have never been a hateful or messed up person, I was always, well tried rather, to be a good little boy and make his mommy and grandparents proud. So I did what I was told and went to church and Sunday school (rarely, I refused to go at times because it was childish in nature and I didn't learn anything there, so I attended regular services since I don't know 10ish? I found refuge and agreed to let Christ in my heart at an early teenish year (im ashamed of this part) I cannot remember the dates or even the remote time in which I said God was the only way and Jesus died for me.

That's when I started my Jesus Freak movement, and (i want to say 14 but again i dont know) but me my cousin and my brother would play games and study and jam to Christian music, i even had big tent revival and dc talk on tape. then later cd's but in any case, I started going to a non-denominational church.Part of a calvary chapel set. Which I liked for a bit then as I grew in my faith I realized that church had problems with its congregation and I couldn't grow as a Christian there, so I went to just bible studies or would attend different church's.

I think by the year 98 I had actually prayed and accepted Jesus. hmm... it gets fuzzy here, oh then in high school I was outcasted because of my beliefs, i had very few friends. um, then i started work after high school and it soon became an Idol, I would put work before my faith, my family, not to mention friends. I felt I didn't have a choice and I would be fired if I didn't work when they wanted me to. This was the start of a backslide I didn't realize untill a couple years after, while working I discovered an agnostic girl who actually liked me and she called me friend, so to try and I guess get with her I abolished my faith, and questioned of rather or not I believed what I believed in the first place, (every argument I had with myself I ended up losing, and I could not change the type of person I was no matter how hard i tried, i could never be with her cause I couldnt say for certain that I didn't believe in Christ, so i couldn't be a bad boy lol. um... oh shortly after that girl, there was another girl, who ended up messing me up even more so, I fought with my family and even moved out, on the premesis i would rather hang out with my worldly and secular friends than with my Christ filled family (I don't have many Christian friends, which is probably why I solely base my fall on the lack of fellowship I had) so ya i tried seeing this heathen of a women and then it came down to a very screwed up situation where I had to shed off myself to be with her and be what she wanted and displace my morals values and feelings in life for her, so ya she got the boot and I slowly worked back into my family and approximately 2 years I have been on the right track yet again. Hopefully no more detours. But that is my legacy, and even though I hated the experience I thank God everyday for bringing those heathens into my life for without them I wouldn't be as close to Him as I am today, and the man I want to become, my Christian wife will be proud of. Now alls left is to finish school get into a good job and marry the love of my life who God chooses for me. HAhahaah
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2 cryolyger: "God bless the broken road that lead me straight to you"
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haha, you know it might of been a broken one but at least its not going in the wrong direction. I don't know why we choose the broken/hard-rigged paths to begin with lol
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Hahas...Well My Testimony Is,,Well Basically About My Life.
Im Not As Smart As Faelia...Hahas! I Screwed My Life. I Became a Christian only during Late P6. But before That...my past was something very very Painful...When i was 2,my Dad divorced with my Mom,And I Live With my Mom,I Grew Up living without a Father's Love,I used to think Fathers were a bunch of useless people,But i slowly,as i grew up...i saw all my frens had Fathers to care for them,the spirit of Jealousy entered Me.I Would Hear stories from my Mom about how my Dad would Care For my sister More,And all the stories were True! During P1 I Could Remember,My Dad visited us,and he invited Only my sister to Sentosa(a tourist attraction in Singapore),But my dad never did invite me,so iw alked up to him and ask him if i could follow,i was shocked the moment when he Hesitated To Answer...In His Car...i was put in the backseat,While my sis and my dad sat infront and talked and talked and talked...i was left out.At Sentosa,my dad held my sister's hand,but he never held mine...instead,he left me behind..not caring if i would get lost...

Sometimes...i would see young children with thier Dads Playing...and i always wonder How A Father's Love Was Like...
I Felt Lonely...Especially When i was the only boy in the Family.I Felt Lonely...Neither felt that No One Could Understand Me...Even when i was a Christian,i would feel that way,But Now...The Lord Has Set Me Free...
But before He Set Me Free, I WoulD Always Cry...With JEalousy,Sadness And Anger...i grew up not knowing how a physical Father's Love is Like...You May Say It Sucks! But I Would BE GRateful to Have One...I Accept the Fact that im Fatherless,But Im Not Spiritually =)

The Lord Revealed His Love To Me On The Day After Easter During This Year...It Was Monday 12.30am...i was Jealous...Sad...Crying...Not Knowing What To Do...I Turned to The Side Of My Bed,And all Of A Sudden, I Jus Said "GoodNight Dad" And i Did not noe why i said that...But All Of A Sudden An Audible Voice Replied Back "GoodNight Son"
Boy!Was i Shocked! I Turned to The Opposite Side...I Saw Nothing.So i Thot I Was Imagining Things...Den i Turned Back Again...But My Heart Felt Happy For Some Reason...Den I Felt Something Gently Stroking My Head...And The Voice Said "Well Done My Son"...And He Reminded Me Many Versus About Coming TO Him For Rest...And i Felt A Veri Sweet And Warm Presence...I Was Like...Wow....And i Fell Asleep Real Well! And The Lord Gave Me REst By Making My Skip School The NExt Day,Coz i Overslept =DDD aniways Yea...Dats My Testimony ^^ Hope You guys Will Read


Aww. I'm glad our Father God did reply you! But the rest of Jesus actually means a peace in the heart, lol, don't skip school many times as an excuse that the Lord wants you to rest! Haha. But sometimes, he does want you to take physical rest, so do pay heed to him.

As a consolation, Sentosa isn't that fun anyway. It's so blazing hot, people look angry while they're there. (Squinty eyes).
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digs, I read your testimony. It's wonderful. You know, even as you may say it, that your family aren't financially well off, you thought people were superior to you, and in recompensation you thought yourself superior instead, I can understand this too. There was a period of time I hated all humans because I only saw their flesh side. The Lord said to take the log out of our own eyes before picking on the faults of others, but I saw log all over. I saw log on me, log on others, log in the society. Full of wood. It's true that people are evil when left to be, but true change takes place just by being connected to God.

I have some truths to share about that 'log' portion, regarding the tabernacle of Moses, but I need to revise on that bit first.

While reading your testimony, I realise you are actually good in writing. Whether you believe it or not, long as your testimony may be, it was still adequately formed. I don't know what I'm to do in life in future, but I know that God's will for you, is definitely much better than the best dream you have for yourself, and God will personally either grant you giftings, talents, and or train you in the area which you need to fulfill his will for you. Find your talents, work on them.

As for financial purposes, have you tried tithing? It sounds like a way to lose more money, but that's not true. If you know the bible well, you will know God works based on a sowing and harvesting cycle, and he never breaks this rule. Money isn't evil, it depends on who uses it. The love of money, however, is as good as serving another master, and we know that it is written that 'thou cannot serve two masters', because you'll end up loving one more than the other. Don't run after it, it'll find you.

Another aspect of money is that it is from the ground. Like all man, we need God's daily washing of water to be cleansed. This holy washing is not of blood, but the word of God. Tithing happened even before the Law, in Abraham's time. Giving the Lord a portion of what you have in order for the rest of the 90% to be blessed. Cursed money lacks, but blessed money rebounds abundantly. It feels hard, because money, even without the love for it, is still life, sweat, and tears in exchange to earn for it. Therefore, when you tithe, God recognizes that it's your life you're giving to him as well. And no one is more faithful than God. For he is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
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haha, you know it might of been a broken one but at least its not going in the wrong direction. I don't know why we choose the broken/hard-rigged paths to begin with lol



Because if our lives were perfect to begin with, there's no need for God. Which would you prefer? To see God's hand working in your life when you look back at those years, or live comfortably in a secular society without knowing God?

If people's lives weren't broken to begin with, there's no need to reach out. Because past experience makes one a better guide to help another who is fallen.
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This is only a portion of my story that I feel brave enough to tell. One day in the future I hope to share more publicly. God is good, all the time.  He will never ever leave or forsake you, that is a promise. Even when we leave and forsake Him or at least try to.


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