I’m going to give my testimony. Not about my past growing up with addicts for parents, or my teenage life of drugs/alcohol, and a life full of turmoil. My testimony has really nothing to do with me. It’s about how I came to this precious truth. How I had an encounter with an almighty God. Though I was fifth generation Pentecost. I had to get it for myself. I hope it’s okay that I share a story about a man who saved my family and put us back together again. A story I remind myself of often.
When I was 8 years old my parents left the church, turned their back on God, and we as a family headed down a long hard road. A life full of drugs and alcohol abuse. My parents almost divorced, my brothers and I were living with two different parents. My mother and I never seemed to get along. I lived most of my life with my grandparents, and I began using drugs and drinking to take all the pain away.
When I was twelve years old. I received the Holy Ghost for the first time in a revival my cousin preached. At the church I attend currently. For the first time in my life, I felt whole. It was the greatest thing I had ever experienced! It was like the windows of heaven opened up! As if, I felt God’s hand reach down to me. A sweet elder walked over to me during that service. She said, ” Young lady one day you will be a leader, and your parents will live for God.” I never forgot those words she spoke into my life. The joy I felt was unspeakable. Though things was still not any better in my home life. I had an encounter with God and no one could take that away from me.
Pressure of home and teen life ended up pulling me away from the church. But I never was able to forget nor deny what I had felt. I knew there was a God! And I was completely aware of the fact I turned my back on him. For silly temporary things that could never satisfy my soul. As I lived in the world I remember always thinking, “I hope I make it back in time.”
Years later, I found myself at my rock bottom. I was tired of my life being in shambles. I wanted a better life. I just didn’t have the strength to do it on my own. I wanted and longed to feel what I’d felt at twelve years old. I knew I needed someone to rescue me. So I after many years of not praying, I called on the Man, “Jesus If you can hear me, please save me! ” “Please get me out of what I got myself into!”
In the cold month of December I began a journey. I came back to my first love on March 23, 2014. While I’m praying, I look over and see my precious dad receiving the Holy Ghost as well. My mom had already received it a few months prior. God and the church was there waiting with open arms! My family is all there, off of drugs, and totally restored. Now living and being used in the kingdom of God! He kept his promise he made to me at twelve years old! He was just waiting on us to come back to him.
I’m not at all what I used to be. I’m not what I want to be, but He completely changed me from the person I was before.
He gave me new dreams and passions. He put a new song in my heart. He has blessed me with the greatest opportunity to go on two mission trips. It was there I looked into the faces of people who were so hungry for God. They’d give anything to have what we have.
It was there I was awaken to the fact why God chose me. Why He saved me. Not only because of love, but for a purpose, and higher calling.
He opened my eyes to see. There is so much more to this life than wasting days away drinking and using drugs. Much more than trying to fit in with a crowd who doesn’t care about your well-being.
I learned the hard way. I was never created to fit in, but to stand out! My only reason for existence is to worship and be completely used by Him.
He wants to use us if we’ll let him. As his vessel to tell the world about him. It’s a purpose and destiny we share as Christians. To go out into a broken, lost world, and tell them that there is hope!
There’s a man named Jesus who was without sin. He was a spotless lamb that was slain. He was betrayed, mocked, beaten, and spit on. Yet, through scripture I never find him once harboring bitterness in his heart. He carried his own cross to his death. Where they’d place nails in his hands and feet. Blood would drip down his face. A crown of thorns placed on his head. Yet never he cursed or blamed anyone.
In his last breaths, we was on his mind. He would yell out in agony, ” Father, forgive them, for they know not what the do!” The greatest love story ever told, is about a man who died on a cross to save us. He did it so we could be free.
He never intended for us to live as slaves with chains on our hands and feet. He came, that we might have life, and life more abundantly. I’m only a victim rescued by a man, named Jesus. He is who keeps me, everyday!
I am still so unworthy. I still struggle. Everything is not perfect, but it’s a beautiful life living for the Lord. That I wouldn’t trade for anything! I found what I was looking for!
I know I have something worth having! I’ve found the answer! I don’t have the ability to save, or deliver anyone from anything. I just know the man who does. I have met him face to face. He has been my deliverer and strength. My strong tower in time of need.
We as christians have the answer the world is looking for! We must tell them about Jesus! God bless you all!