Revelation 12:11-
"They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death."
When you believe in Christ and share what He's done for you in your life (and will continue to do in your life), you overcome Satan.
This is my testimony.
The Early Years.
So, I grew up in a home believing in God. He was the guy you called to when you needed help with something, or were scared. I would occasionally ask Him for things that didn't really make sense, but I was 4 or 5. I didn't know any better.
I do remember one day when it stormed like crazy, and right before it started to rain my mom ran over to the neighbors to give something to them and left me in our trailer for about twenty minutes while it thundered and lightning filled the sky. I was petrified. I started to cry because I didn't know what was going on. So I wrapped my self in a blanket, jumped to the couch and started asking God to come down and be with me. While I was asking, I started looking around to see if anyone was around. There was nothing. But I felt something there, so I was comforted by that.
Elementary School.
I never really talked about God (or Religion or anything) in Elementary school. And if I did, it wasn't very much or very serious. This is where I think my relationship with Him started to slip. I started to acknowledge worldly things, more than I did God. Like I said, not a whole lot of talking (or thinking) about God.
Middle School.
This is where I started to use Him as a last resort. If I was going to get in trouble or something bad was going to happen, I would pray for that specific reason and that would be it. In 6th grade I thought I was deteremined to become part of the "Goth" scene, but thankfully I never really caught on with it. That's where I began my +2 1/2 year relationship with my then girlfriend. In any relationship, you should put God first, and neither of us really did that.
For the most part of middle school I was a good kid, but I was living to my own standards instead of living to God's.
High School. (The Closing Chapter in this area of my life)
The beginning of high school (the first few months) I was really close to getting my life into the wrong areas. Mainly, a more intimate relationship with my girlfriend from middle school. The closer we got to doing this, the more nervous and bad I felt about it. In the end, I knew it wasn't right and called it off. After that, I decided I didn't want to talk to her anymore, so I ended the entire relationship we had. My grandfather passed away around the same time that was happening so I wasn't sure what was going on in my life.
This is when I started getting more interested in Christ.
My grandfather was dead and I didn't get a chance to tell him goodbye. So I started to pray a little more and read the bible a little more. That was pretty much it for my first year.
Sophmore year I started judging people more because I found out some of my close friends were Athiests. I kept telling them things like, "If you don't believe in God, you're gonna go to Hell." or, "If you keep doing that, you're going straight to Hell." That wouldn't stop them, though. I was trying to get closer to God, but doing it in the wrong ways. At the end of my sophmore year I was getting better with my relationship with God. I decided I needed to go to church, but to me, Catholic church is no picnic. So I searched, but found nothing that interested me. At the end of the summer, my neighbor introduced me to a church in Fenton that I wasn't really sure about.
My Junior year was my first year of school where I could actually call myself a follower in Christ. The church I started to attend was way more intimate than any church I've ever been to. I kinda liked it. I became involved pretty quick by joining our Youth band and becoming a student leader. I felt that little by little, my relationship was growing and growing. I stopped judging so much and became more of who God wants me to be. But there were times where I fell short and didn't really care too much.
I'm glad that's gone.
I decided to go to Europe in July to spread the good word with a group of people from the church. A life changing experience, it was indeed.
In my Senior year, I hope to tell more people about Jesus and what he can do and just have more compassion towards people. That is my goal.
If you're reading this, and you personally don't have a relationship with Christ and are wanting one, here is a verse that may help you:
Proverbs 8:17-
"I love those who love me, and those who seek me, find me."
Just ask Him into your heart. Confess with your mouth, and believe with your heart.
His love is everlasting, no matter what.
"They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death."
When you believe in Christ and share what He's done for you in your life (and will continue to do in your life), you overcome Satan.
This is my testimony.
The Early Years.
So, I grew up in a home believing in God. He was the guy you called to when you needed help with something, or were scared. I would occasionally ask Him for things that didn't really make sense, but I was 4 or 5. I didn't know any better.
I do remember one day when it stormed like crazy, and right before it started to rain my mom ran over to the neighbors to give something to them and left me in our trailer for about twenty minutes while it thundered and lightning filled the sky. I was petrified. I started to cry because I didn't know what was going on. So I wrapped my self in a blanket, jumped to the couch and started asking God to come down and be with me. While I was asking, I started looking around to see if anyone was around. There was nothing. But I felt something there, so I was comforted by that.
Elementary School.
I never really talked about God (or Religion or anything) in Elementary school. And if I did, it wasn't very much or very serious. This is where I think my relationship with Him started to slip. I started to acknowledge worldly things, more than I did God. Like I said, not a whole lot of talking (or thinking) about God.
Middle School.
This is where I started to use Him as a last resort. If I was going to get in trouble or something bad was going to happen, I would pray for that specific reason and that would be it. In 6th grade I thought I was deteremined to become part of the "Goth" scene, but thankfully I never really caught on with it. That's where I began my +2 1/2 year relationship with my then girlfriend. In any relationship, you should put God first, and neither of us really did that.
For the most part of middle school I was a good kid, but I was living to my own standards instead of living to God's.
High School. (The Closing Chapter in this area of my life)
The beginning of high school (the first few months) I was really close to getting my life into the wrong areas. Mainly, a more intimate relationship with my girlfriend from middle school. The closer we got to doing this, the more nervous and bad I felt about it. In the end, I knew it wasn't right and called it off. After that, I decided I didn't want to talk to her anymore, so I ended the entire relationship we had. My grandfather passed away around the same time that was happening so I wasn't sure what was going on in my life.
This is when I started getting more interested in Christ.
My grandfather was dead and I didn't get a chance to tell him goodbye. So I started to pray a little more and read the bible a little more. That was pretty much it for my first year.
Sophmore year I started judging people more because I found out some of my close friends were Athiests. I kept telling them things like, "If you don't believe in God, you're gonna go to Hell." or, "If you keep doing that, you're going straight to Hell." That wouldn't stop them, though. I was trying to get closer to God, but doing it in the wrong ways. At the end of my sophmore year I was getting better with my relationship with God. I decided I needed to go to church, but to me, Catholic church is no picnic. So I searched, but found nothing that interested me. At the end of the summer, my neighbor introduced me to a church in Fenton that I wasn't really sure about.
My Junior year was my first year of school where I could actually call myself a follower in Christ. The church I started to attend was way more intimate than any church I've ever been to. I kinda liked it. I became involved pretty quick by joining our Youth band and becoming a student leader. I felt that little by little, my relationship was growing and growing. I stopped judging so much and became more of who God wants me to be. But there were times where I fell short and didn't really care too much.
I'm glad that's gone.
I decided to go to Europe in July to spread the good word with a group of people from the church. A life changing experience, it was indeed.
In my Senior year, I hope to tell more people about Jesus and what he can do and just have more compassion towards people. That is my goal.
If you're reading this, and you personally don't have a relationship with Christ and are wanting one, here is a verse that may help you:
Proverbs 8:17-
"I love those who love me, and those who seek me, find me."
Just ask Him into your heart. Confess with your mouth, and believe with your heart.
His love is everlasting, no matter what.
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