[XCrimsonX]

I'm sor'tha new here so juse thought i'd share my testimony, or atleast the beginning.

I grew up ( still live) on a small island, not much different from any other rural life, but then i guess i havent been to much places so hard to judge.
I dont think my parents were strong believers but they sure made me go to church when i was a lil kid. My mom went along too, not so much my dad. Sunday School was probably an important period for me, cus i think its really gave me that curiosity about God after hearing about him all the time.
This really prompted me to really give my heart to God at an early age. I dont think i was really aware of what i had done, but i got baptised shortly after. All on my own accord too, no prompting from parents or anything like that. I remember writing down my public testimony on this sheet of paper.. which my now best friend ATE! but thats another story In my innocense i knew what i was doing was sincere.
As any young believer ofcourse i went through many trails but i think the major turning point in my spiritual walk as grew older both physically and spiritually ( was about 14 yrs now) was that of "going through the routines" which i'm sure many can relate too. It was then i really questioned my faith and i kept asking God.. " Is this all to christianity?.. Just go to church? here a sermon..and then repeat cycle". I mean there had to be something more.. I kept asking myself that.
My Childhood had it's own problems too, mainly with family issues. Alot of fighting and bickering, maybe nothing really serious but certainly nothing anyone at that age should be subjected to. I was always peace maker, always tried to stay in middle. When i thought everything was going to fall apart. I always had this sense of faith that everything woudl be ok and at the brink of the worst. It was ok.. I always knew God's hand was upon me.
One day he showed up in my life though, it was around that time when i was questioning my faith. I remembered going to this service and there was this preacher there. I think he was from suriname, really powerful man of God when i think about it in retrospect. But it wasnt him there was something else, something different about that day. It wasnt typical church.. it was like the atmosphere was charged, it was electric. I remember the alter call but all i could remember was the feeling of the atmosphere. The feeling of God being do real.. so right there. I couldnt move, it was undescribable and it was just like everything began to make sense. Maybe i cant really explain it, but i got my answer that day, as well as a confirmation prophecy that didnt really make sense at the time. But i knew "church" wasnt a routine.. It's not really what we see.. the stained glass windows.. wooden pews.. but its what we dont really see out wardly. It's what's in us.. what surrounds us... what makes us.. It's why we are the church. It's that personal relationship... it's God.
I think this was the pinnacle of where i really began to understand God and His purpose in my life... and my Identity in Him..