My Testimony and Vision I met the Lord in 1997 at the age of 13, at a youth Bible study. It was a very memorable moment since I had already had many conversations with the Lord since I was young. I remember clearly telling the Lord that during my youth I would
I was saved and received the Lord Jesus eight years ago. I was going thru a family crisis and my life was in despair. I prayed desperately every day asking the Lord Jesus to help me. Then one day the Lord Jesus answered my prayer. A co-worker of mine named
I received the Lord at a very young age. My mother told me that I would go down to the alter and pray at only five years old. I always knew I belonged to the Lord and was called for His purpose even though I did not know what God’s
As with all blood brought, mouth confessing and heart receiving believers I longed to know the Word of God and it’s purpose. I received the Lord in my youth and many years later came to realize I was living my Christian life in name only. I owed so much unto
I Am Blessed in This Living Stream I met the Lord when I was a child in elementary school both from my grandmother reading me the Bible and the Christian school I attended. I accepted the Lord when I was 10 years old but did not have the full knowledge
Jesus Christ Is My only Goal I grew up in a Christian home. At a very young age I knew without a doubt that there was a God and that His heart was good towards me. However, it wasn’t until I was saved and baptized that my parent’s God became
Salvation for a Purpose Being raised by a supporting and loving family, I’ve always had what I needed in life. A good education and positive examples from my parents always kept me from certain things—a preserving factor that I’m always thankful for. However, as I became a teenager I began
I Found What I Want Not everybody gets to accept the Lord Jesus into their lives as their Savior. My case is one to be thankful for, and that is because I didn’t seek Him or try finding Him, but He sought me out and chose me. The church life
From Being Confused to Being Infused With Christ. My father was Catholic, and my mother was Pentecostal – this was the beginning of my being confused. Remembering first that my mother mainly took charge of raising me in the Christian ways, this was a help as I received the Lord
