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The story you are about to read is true by Gina A typical weekend for me would be, Friday finish school, catch a bus to train station, get a strain to Penrith, go to crystals house, get ready to go out!! Catch a train to cronulla, meet up with some boys, go and party! Smoke some bongs, have a few lines, maybe have some pills, go to the club, get smashed, when we got kicked out, walk across the road to cronulla beach, run amuck, wait until the sun rises, sit on the lookout rock, pass out then walk back home to kurnell road. Saturdays we would just sit around and smoke all day, trying to remember what happened the night before, laughing and drinking, watching TV, watching the waves. Saturday nights, I would either stay in cronulla or get the train to central, then another train to Newcastle for the night. Young love, you think everything will last. But like all things young dumb and naïve, they must come to an end. There are so many details I will not put in, I suffered from depression, I couldn’t distinguish between reality and my drug induced haze, I didn’t know what day it was, I didn’t care about my school, I was too self absorbed in the world I was making up. Every morning I woke up, I would start smoking bongs, I had TO, I NEEDED TO so I could motivate myself. When I had breakfast I would reward myself with a cone, when I went to school on time, I would let myself have a ciggie at recess, if I stayed for third and forth period, I would leave at lunch to go home and smoke bongs until half an hour before my folks would come home, pass out, wake up for dinner then go back to sleep. The next morning, the cycle would start all over again. I cannot really remember school, I had a lot of friends, but more so I had a lot more enemies. I was tormented at school by the boys two grades higher then me. I didn’t know how it started, I still don’t know why they picked on me, but I hated school because of them, all I wanted to do was go home and be left alone, there was only one thing that could comfort me, but at the same time it was the only thing I hated. It made me more miserable and more withdrawn. I could not escape! I was surrounded my this lifestyle I had chosen to live, I could not leave my friends. I wanted out, death seemed the only way. Then one day, my friend Kellie came up to me and started telling me all about Jesus, I had no idea what she was on about. Sure I went to scripture classes at primary school, but who was the Jesus she was telling me about? At first I couldn’t stand it, I avoided Kellie at all lengths, I missed two weeks of school once just so she wouldn’t tell me. But as soon as I went to school she was there, telling me all about redemption and all I had to do was pray to Jesus, ask for forgiveness and accept him as my lord and savior. |
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The story you are about to read is true by josiah wilkes A long while ago my mums grand mother died of diabeties and just lately her mother was diagnosed with diabties. About ten years ago my mum was also diagnosed with diabeties. At first we all panicked becasue mum started to lose her eyesight and appeared to be dieng the first doctor we went to was a quack and didnt recognise that it was diabeties which didnt help another doctor was surprised that it had waited so long and mum was rushed to the hosptal. By this stage our family had started to panic mum didnt come home for about a month so grandma (my fathers mother) was looking after us. It was a hard time. Then one day My dad read a verse about healing and decided that if jesus healed then he could still heal today. So he got the family together and we begun to pray he also informed many of or christian friends and they prayed also. At first nothing happened but then little by little a change started to happen And my mum began to get better now my mum is completely healed and almost 10 years later doctors are still disputing what happened. Many say that she never had diabeties and others think she still has it. But the peole that were close by Know that she was healed and the only thing i can say is "oh ye of little faith" .
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The story you are about to read is true by James clark I have always had a bad case of asthma. At tmes my lungs would close in on themselves and I could breathe at times this made life difficult. About two years ago I road my bike down to bay village shopping center with a friend. By the time i had reached the shops I was finding it hard to breath. Pretty soon I realised that I was having the first of many asthma attcks that i would experiance. However last year I started going to a youth service in wyong one day some of my friends invited me down to an event called the call in Sydney. There was a preacher who was praying and prophesying. At one stage he said if anyone sick lay hands on and pray for them. I told the people from my church that i had long suffered from asthma and they all started to ray for me. Then immediatly i noticed I could breathe much more deeply. It was an awesome day as others around me also Got healed from various disorders and even back problems Since that day I have had twice the lung compacity then before. I have been completly healed from asthma. A few days latter I even decided to smash my asthma puffer because I simply didnt need it any more
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The story you are about to read is true by penticostal girl When I was in the 7th grade, I stopped attending the church that my family was going to. We were Catholic. I stopped going to church when my aunt commited suicide.That same year I was raped by my uncle. I gave up on God and going to church. I was depressed. I started cutting myself and making myself vomit after eating. I was put in the hospital after a suicide attempt. When I got out of the hospital, I was more confused about God. I wondered why any of this had happened.When I got to high school, I got arrested on the 2nd week of school. I took a razor blade. I had every intention of commiting suicide. As I was sitting in the bathroom, I heard a voice say, "Spare yourself as you are loved by many. Think of what your aunt left behind. Is that what you want?" I was for sure that was God. I got caught with the razor blade and was charged with a felony. My aunt called and invited me to Youth group at her church. (A pentecostal church) When I got to her church, it was amazing. Even though it was youth group, I could feel the presence of the Lord. I attended a church service that Sunday. Three weeks later, I was baptized in Jesus name. I then recieved the gift of the Holy Ghost 2 weeks after eing baptized. I have not stopped going. Living for the Lord is the best descision that I ever made. |
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The story you are about to read is true by Richard Causey My name is Richard Causey and I live in New Jersey. Growing up I never went to Church. My parents never even mentioned it. Not because they didn’t believe but because that’s the way they were brought up. I wasted half of my life waiting for the true understanding of my call to Christ. I was never a Christian, I didn’t even know what a Christian was. That is until my wife, now of 25 years came into my life. It was Bobbie, my wife, that Gently, pull me into the body of Christ. First through asking me if I wanted to play softball for her Church.(If you wanted to play for Blue Anchor Church you had to attend Church twice a month. It was to hard to keep track of which two weeks so I started going every Sunday.) After attending this Church for about 2 years one Sunday as I was sitting in the pew thinking to myself. Life was good to me. I had a wife that I know GOD sent to me and two beautiful girls. I had a good job and was able to provide for my family so that we could live in comfort. What else could I ask for. I had it ALL. Then our preacher, Don Ott, who was into preaching salvation said, “Suppose you have a good job, a loving family, small children, and a wife who is saved. What if you were involved in a car accident and because of your injuries you were going to die, here’s the catch, and your whole family was with you and you knew everyone else was dead. What if you weren’t saved? Would you go to Heaven? Would you be there with them to live forever?” Well he caught my attention. Then what he said next, “NO you will not go to Heaven and you’ll never see you family again. You’ll never know their love or the love of GOD ever again. You will however live forever in pain and agony and then you’ll wish you had listened to me today. But it will be too late. No matter what you say, no matter what you do you’ll be there for eternity.” I though how could one not BELIEVE? Whoa, was I wrong. How could I be so wrong and not know? What was I thinking? Could my giving, my good works, and my helping feed the hungry all count for nothing? Then Don said,” It say in the Bible: (Mark 16:16 NIV) Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned. “ Then he quoted, “John 3:3-7 3 In reply Jesus declared, "I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again." 4 "How can a man be born when he is old?" Nicodemus asked. "Surely he cannot enter a second time into his mother's womb to be born!" 5 Jesus answered, "I tell you the truth, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless he is born of water and the Spirit. 6 Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. 7 You should not be surprised at my saying, 'You must be born again.' “ Then Don said “Let us pray.” and we all know to bow our heads and close our eyes. “With all heads bowed and eyes closed, if there is anyone who wants to except Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior raise your hand. I didn’t have to think, I didn’t have to wait, I raised my hand. Don said, “I see you, GOD Bless You.” After Church Don and I got together and talked for hours. I WAS SAVED>>> PTL……. Then I read this story
A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, the pastor decided to visit him. It was a chilly evening. The pastor found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his pastor's visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a big chair near the fireplace and waited. The pastor made himself comfortable but said nothing. In the grave silence, he contemplated the play of the flames around the burning logs.After some minutes, the pastor took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone. Then he sat back in his chair, still silent. The host watched all this in quiet fascination. As the one lone ember's flame diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and "dead as a doornail." Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. Just before the pastor was ready to leave, he picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately it began to glow once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it. As the pastor reached the door to leave, his host said, "Thank you so much for your visit and especially for the fiery sermon. I shall be back in church next Sunday." This was me until the Left Behind books and New Hope Village chatroom….. I found in there a warm, caring group of Christians. I listened for awhile and finally joined in with their conversation and they excepted me as if I were a long lost friend, which I was. I’ve been finding myself in there more and more. And then back to this morning.Thank You Lord for these people. Christians…….. We need to be more like the flame in the fireplace. I see all the people who are not saved are like the ember. A lot of them believe but they really don’t want to give themselves over to GOD. That’s where we come into play. We have to bring them closer to the flame of Christ. We need to invite and tell everyone about our Churches. We need to get everyone INVOLVED. People need to see that we are everyday people just like them, except we have JESUS in our hearts and minds. We have to let them know it’s OK to cry, OK to have their emotions out in the open. It’s a part of us and part of turning our all over to GOD. It’s time to stand up for what you believe in and preach it. In His Name and Amazing Grace
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The story you are about to read is true by nicole neal This is a little about me and what God has done for me :)Both my parents have brain damage and when they had me they couldnt look after me. thank God i didnt inherit the brain damage. After this I was fostered out, to my aunty and uncle. its such a blessing that they wanted to take me in because they already had 2 kids. I have lived here for 16 years now and my parents (my aunt and uncle) have looked after me so well . My sister who was formally my cousin is pregnant and now I get to be an Aunty. if i wasnt put in this place where God has put me, i wouldnt be able 2 experioence auntyism lol. Because of all this now i want to run an orphanage when i am older. I think this is mainly due to the miracles that God has placed in my life. and the best miracle of all is God placing awesome friends and family in my life.
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The story you are about to read is true by Jordan Archer Just After Christmas one year we got a new pop corn machine. So me and my friend steve decided to make some popcorn. I didnt really no how to do it so my step sister thinking she new how to do it tried and put like a hole bag of seeds in it and turned it on. The result was the machine over heating and wires fused and stuff which we discover after 30 minutes of trying. So i said to my friend Steve lets pray. So he prayed saying dear Lord we all know u can fix this popcorn machine and if its your will let it be done and after praying i walked over and it turned straight on. Gods Awesome----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- One day just after getting of the bus at school i noticed everyone wearing there sports uniform and im like Dam i forgot mine and the teacher will make me do push-ups all lesson. So panicing i walked home knowing that my sis could drive me to school which took about 20 mins and got there and got changed and go to my sis can u take me to school and she goes i locked the keys in the car sorry. And im like nooo, so i started to walk back to school thinking that because i would get to class late and everyone had already seen me, the teacher would find out and give me a afternoon detention. I got about half way to school stressing and then i shut my eyes and said "Dear Lord If u can get me to school faster could u". And then i a car pulls over and goes would u like a lift and i go yeah, and so they drove me to school and i got a late note from the office and when i turned up to maths 10minutes late, it seemed they they just went in as the last person was just walking in. Its Amazing what prayer does.
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