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Unread 08-24-2001, 05:54 PM   #1
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All CGR-ers: step out of your comfort zones!!!!

I want all of us to step out of our comfort zones of asking theological questions and cheap posting. Not a lot of you have been posting in the testimonies section...why not? Are we too scared to share our testimonies? This is my challenge: I want the CGR members to post their personal testimony. You know, THE testimony. The one about your salvation experience. No two people on the boards are the same. Everybody came to Christ at a different time, in a different place. I'm dying to tell you about how I came to Christ, and I'm anxious to know about you. Let me start it off...


---Like many people, I grew up in the Church. My parents are Christians and my earliest memories are of church. I was involved in every activity there was for kids: Sunday School, children's choir, Bible drill, EAGLES, Awana, VBS, and many more. I knew sooo much about the Bible, God, and Jesus. I was the best church expert.
---It's amazing how you can know so much about God and completely miss the message. I knew all the Bible verses about how God loved me and how to get saved. I had God all in my head, but I had none of Him in my heart.
---The summer after I finished 4th grade I was in VBS. On thursday afternoon, the pastor had an invitation. I felt God tugging at my heart. I realised that I had gotten the whole church thing wrong. I knew what I needed to do...but I didn't do it. You see, I had been at that church for a long long long time. Admitting now that I hadn't really been a Christian seemed like the worst thing that could ever happn to me. At every invitation from then on, I wanted to ask Jesus into my heart, but my pride wouldn't let me.
---When I was in 5th grade a man by the name of Dale Crumb came to do a one-man show at our church. It was about the rapture. He portrayed many characters and said monolouges about how they felt when their loved ones had vanished and how they wished they hadn't waited just one more day. It was then that I realized that it doesn't matter what other people think about me or if I'm embarrassed. GOD LOVES ME!!! He wanted to have a relationship with me, and all I had to do was say yes. I realized that if I waited another week to accept Christ, it might be too late. I wanted to be a Christian; I wanted to have a personal relationship with God; I wanted to live eternally.
---I prayed the prayer with him and then I walked down to the front of the church with my parents holding my hands. It's the greatest feeling in the world to be best friends with the Creator of the universe.


Okay, I did it. Now it's your turn.

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Unread 08-25-2001, 02:00 AM   #3
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ok...
i'll try to step up to your challenge, i don't remember that many details so please forgive me

well, like many asain parents my mom really thought i wasn't behaving enough, i was talking back and all and getting into an occasional fight or two. my mom had made friends with a lady who was deeply christian and suggested that we go to this taiwanese church.
at that taiwanese church i was the oldest kid there, so most of the sunday school teachers concentrated a lot on me, i asked a lot of questions and really got into the scientific aspect of somethings, but the sunday school teachers usually answered my questions.
when my newfound church got a pastor from california, his family came to our church, thier kids taught sunday school and the pastor's son came to teach the newly formed youth group, he was a strict guy and wanted us to do home work and go up to share and all, i really didn't want to do that, and i got into an argument with him and my family left the church.
my mom took me to a larger and more established english church, there they had a gathering of youth every single friday, usually after every message he'd ask us to accept jesus into our hearts, i was always to shy to approach him, but it got my heart stirring

durign that summer the church that i left, EFC of SJ (Evangelical formosan church of south jersey) had a retreat going on with the rest of the EFCs in the east caost, there my small group leader asked me whether i was saved, i said no and he asked me what i would do if i was walking back to my room and got hit by a tree and died, simple and very effective for my teenage mind, i prayed the prayer the day i got back from that retreat and slowly i started going back to my old church, (the EFC)

well, 3 years later, i'm still struggling to live more like a christain and trying to start the kids in my church on the path i took. pray for them and pray that keep going on the straight and narrow


there, i typed it, took me a while though
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Unread 08-26-2001, 02:38 AM   #4
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hey, no fair i posted something, someone better post more here or i'll feel awfully lonely
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Unread 08-27-2001, 11:25 AM   #5
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i've been a cradle episcopalian, but i've really only felt saved since two years ago when I first went to camp.....It wasn't a flash of lightning, but it was there......

Camp is a week long, from sunday to saturday....friday night is the big night, where you have a banquet, then a special night time service, then hugs all around, and we usually end at like 2 or 3 in the morning....well, at the special service we all got blessed by the priest....while others were waiting their turn, I was all happy and hyper. Then one of my new friends got a call from her mom, saying that her dad was dying....she had figured that this was coming, but I didn't know anything about her dad being sick....i just burst into tears and some other of my new friends comforted me....I woke up the next morning knowing there truly was a God.
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Unread 08-27-2001, 08:55 PM   #6
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First, some background. In my family growing up, the only time we went to church was when my father and mother were having problems in their marriage caused by my father's drinking, drug use, and affairs with other women. So I thought that church was a place where people told you stories (fairy tales) and you sang. I didn't really start attending church regularly until I was about 10 years old. We had moved to a new area and the friend I made went to church with an older couple. This older couple cared so much about me that it made me want to go to church. While I was there, I began to realize with the older couples help about God and salvation and I accepted Christ as my Savior and Lord at age 12 during a Sunday morning service. However, I had Sunday School teachers that taught us that if you became a Christian nothing bad would ever happen to you. (This was a lie) At the age of 17, my father tried to molest me. At the time, I didn't realize that God had protected me, because I was so angry with God for what had almost happened. I eventually stopped going to church. I was mad at God, because I felt He didn't care. Although, every once in a while, I picked up the Bible and tried to make some sense out of it. God sent some special people into my life that helped me to gain the understanding and insight I needed. I was about 30 years old when I decided I had to trust God and live totally for Him. I have never regretted that decision. To rush forward through some years, God took the resentment I had for my father, and turned it into compassion. My mother and father stayed married all their lives. They died 4 years ago - three months apart. God gave me the priviledge of reconcilliation with my father, and my father became a Christian 2 months before he died. I was standing at the head of the bed singing "Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus" when he passed away. By the way, God also gave me a Christian family through my husband and my daughter. God is good.
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Unread 09-01-2001, 07:30 AM   #8
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Well, my story's kind of boring, but I'll post it anyways.

I grew up in a Christian home, went to church twice a week, Christian school, Sunday school, Catechism, Cadets, just about everything Christian. And although I always accepted what I was taught without questioning it, I don't think I ever could have thought of myself as a real Christian. I basically just went through the motions half-heartedly, not trying to apply it to my life or live like a Christian.

I never got into drugs, smoking, alcohol, or sex, but there were times when I thought I could live my life like an unbeliever (which is kind of what I was) while I could still have fun, and then turn back to God after a while, because He's forgive me and everything would be fine. But somehow I realized that I can't control when I die, so what if I died before I turned back to God? I was pretty sure that I wasn't going to go to heaven. Also, I realized that that idea was taking God's grace and mercy totally for granted. So, thankfully, I was spared from making that terrible mistake.

However, when I was in grade 9, I got somewhat addicted to Internet porn. I always told myself (and even told God) that I wouldn't do it again, but I always kept coming back. It was only after I got caught by my dad did I finally stop, but the damage had been done. I thought of myself as scum, that I didn;t deserve God's love or forgiveness. I didn't even know if I could consider myself a virgin anymore, because Jesus said, "Any man who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart." So I gave up asking for Him to forgive me, and my whole spiritual life, as superficial as it had been, was put on hold.

That was until last year, when I was in grade 10. In second semester, I had a Bible class with a man named Mr. VandenBrink. He's an amazing guy, and a more amazing Christian. He challenged me to not be "lukewarm", because those who are lukewarm are actually cold, and God will spit those who are cold out of His mouth. I realized that I had been lukewarm all along, even cold at times. So I turned my life around sometime during that time, and now I'm trying my hardest to fulfill the command Paul gives in I Corinthians 10:13: "So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God." (Hence my email address: all4hisglory_1031@yahoo.ca). I consider myself a virgin once again, because I know that God has forgiven me for all my mistakes, and He makes me completely pure.

I'd like to ask you to pray for me, that I can continue to strive to live for Jesus, because no matter how hard I try, I still fall sometimes. And I'd like to challenge you to do everything for God's glory. PRAISE HIS HOLY NAME FOREVER!!!!!!


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Unread 09-01-2001, 07:44 AM   #9
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Ok, my background...

I've always been in church, for long as I can remember. My parents took me to church every Sunday for as long as I can remember. It's always been, like, winning bible memory contests, and singing songs on Sunday, and going back out into the world, swearing, hating, putting others down, etc etc.

But then I changed churches, and I was pretty mad about it. But when I came to the youth group, my life took a completely 180 degree U turn. I remember I first came to the Youth Group, I noticed something different about these guys, something...so, good. So, I went on the retreat with the youth group, and that's exactly when I completely surrendered my life to Jesus, and I realized I've lived for me all this time, never even getting an idea of how great life could have been, with Jesus. I remember singing that song, You Are my King (Amazing Love), and the lyrics touched me so much, that my King, (yes, my KING!) would actually die, for some selfish kid like me.

And now, I'm living my life for Him, and in all my life, all I want to do is worship Him.
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Unread 09-01-2001, 01:16 PM   #11
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Cool Ok, let my try to share my testimony

Like many people I was born (obviously). Lucky for me I was born into a Christian home (for which I'm very thankful). For the first 8 years or so, I just lived a normal life. I went to school, went to church, played with my toys. During this time, I didn't understand many things at church. Not to say that I didn't understand the stories, more like I didn't really realize who God really was. I just kinda went to church, answered basic Sunday School questions, and memorized a few verses. But as I got a little older, I began to pay more attention at church and think more in depth about Christ. When I was about 12, I really began to see the picture. Maybe not as good as I could have, but I did see the picture. In the same year I was baptised (which isn't salvation, just a profession of faith). From this time to now (and forevermore), I have tried my best to be devoted to Christ. I began to read my Bible, pray more sincere prayers, and worship God through song (not just sing). Ever since, I have been developing my relationship with Christ and trying to be a true Christian everywhere (and let everyone see and know this).
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Alright, here's mine... (I'll try and make this really long story short)

Like most of us here I was born into a Christian home and live the 'normal' (for us) life. I hadn't had any profound religious experience but did know that Jesus died for me. When I was 11 (1993) my mom passed away after a long battle with cancer and for a while I went about my life somewhat normally although in a daze of sorts. I wasn't angry at God, just confused. Early into my freshman year of h.s. I got into recreational drug use and drinking. In November of that year (96) I went to a retreat that's been an immense blessing in my life. Although it changed my life and my heart it didn't change my ways. I stayed on the same path but would put on a mask every 6 months when I was on staff for the retreat. Anyhow... During the fall of my junior year my uncle (more like a grandfather b/c I never knew one and the other died in 93) was also fighting cancer. An operation got rid of the tumor but he was left in a coma.. the doctors said he may never wake up, in fact we thought he would die. One day our family went into his room and did something we'd never done before as a family, a circle prayer. He fully opened his eyes while we were praying and looked around at all of us (obviously somebody had their eyes open to alert us to this fact, but it wasn't me I swear . It truly was a miracle. I needed to see God work before my eyes to fully believe and from that day on my life was changed. I've stumbled and in fact fell into some old habits when I first went away to college but with the love and prayers of close friends, I saw that I needed to make some promises to God in how I lived my life. Do keep me in your thoughts, college is a place with temptations like none other but not any that I can't overcome through Him.
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Unread 09-02-2001, 02:10 AM   #13
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Alrighty everyone!

I'm sorry, but this will probably be long.

First of all I want all of you to know that all of your testimonies have really spoken to me and have drawn me a little closer to all of you.

I was not born into a "Christian Home," however my mom was raised as a Christian and my grandparents (her parents) are both very strong Christians, and I thank God that He allowed these people to be the greatest influence in my life.

I was always one of the "well-behaved" kids in school. Never really got into much trouble (except for talking in class -- I don't think I ever got a report card that didn't say "Talks at inappropriate times," but come on -- I was a little ADD poster child at age 5)

Well, my mom met my step-dad when I was about 4 and then they got married pretty quickly. Well, that was the end of my mom's church days up until about when I was 10. That year we started attending church with my grandparents (mom's side) because she had persuaded my mom to start going again. Well, I had a wonderful Sunday School teacher and it made me enjoy coming to Sunday School and the Pastor of the church was the nicest man I'd ever met, so that made it great, too.

So, as most little kids would have probably thought at my age (unless they actually paid attention during church instead of firing spit-wads at their brother) everything was "hunkey-dorey." I couldn't have been further from the truth.

About the time that I got in 8th grade, I started to listen more to the teachers and the Pastor, and began to realize that there's more to God than just occupying your pew on Sunday morning. I had heard the Pastor talking about how the best thing we could do in life was "filthy rags" compared to God's perfection. (Isaiah 64:6) He talked about how there was more to being a Christian than just going to church on Sunday and obeying the 10 commandments. There was a committment that had to be made, and a change in lifestyle from before to now. I had to put my faith in God and repent from my sin, meaning that I had to go the opposite direction than I was headed. I wasn't a bad kid. I didn't do drugs or drink or smoke or anything, but you don't have to do all that to go to Hell. I learned that you have to be absolutely PERFECT to make it to heaven, and if you're not -- then you won't make it. Nobody has ever been perfect (Romans 3:23). I then learned that God is perfect and cannot be with anyone that's not. So, the only way to remedy that is separation from God, eternally. (Romans 6:23) But, I also learned that there's a cure for it. God sent his son Jesus to die on the cross and pay the penalty for my sins. (John 3:16 and Romans 5:8) He lived the perfect life as a sacrifice for MY imperfection. Finally I learned that if I confess Jesus as Lord of my life nad believe that God raised Him from the dead, then I will be saved. (Romans 10:9)

So, on a sunny Sunday morning in August of '92, I accepted Jesus into my heart. Sure, there was no sudden immediate change. It's hard to teach an old dog new tricks. I've even questioned my faith quite a few times since then, but every time I say, "God, if you're truly in my life and I've got nothing to worry about, then please just take this worry away from me right now, otherwise make me feel as miserable as I can if I'm not saved" and it always goes away. I won't lie -- I'm not a perfect person. I'm still human and I still struggle. But, I'm striving for the perfection that Jesus had. I'm not gonna lie, either and say that my Christianity has made my life easy, but I do have someone that will ALWAYS be there for me, and I know that God is constantly at work in my life. That's what makes things easy for me, knowing that God is in control, no matter how bad things get.

Well, that's my testimony. I know it's long and I apologize, but I had a lot on my mind while writing it. Hope some of y'all if not all of y'all get something good from it.

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Unread 09-02-2001, 02:12 AM   #14
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Oh, and by the way -- about 2 mos. ago my step-dad got saved, and it was probably the biggest thing that has happened in our house since we lived there, just because we've always been praying for him, and the fruits of our labor have finally come about.

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Yeah I can play the guitar. I know all about virtuosos and trembalos and arpeggios. I can do it all. I can play your basic rhythm guitar, like. jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga JAH JAH jiggidy jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga JAH JAAH. You know, something like that. I can also play some pretty hott lixx, too. You know, the kind that are just way up high on the tiny strings and you mash your fingers on 'em. meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley MEEEEEEEEEEE. Yeah, yeah And then Strong Mad comes in on his bass and he's like dou dow da dou dou dow da dou dow dow dow dow dow dou. And then the Cheat comes in with his keyboard and he's like boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boo and then I'm like "And the dragon comes in the NIIIiiiiIIIiiiiIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIiiiIIGH

Oh yeah.


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Unread 09-02-2001, 06:55 PM   #15
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here's mine in a nutshell

1. Steep hill 8% grade
2. Me driving an 18 wheeler at 60-65 mph down the hill
3. Me not paying attention to the Steep hill or the 18 wheeler
4. Me crying my eyes out over my failing marriage
5. Me asking the Lord to come into my life
6. Me feeling the presence of God come over me as the truck comes back under control and comes down off the hill.

I'm not a great writer so I wouldn't know how to put down in long form.


P.S. That was 4 years ago and my failling marriage was restored.
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