My Testimony

When I was younger, I was always staying home from church with my dad. My mom kept asking him to come to church, but he, like me, was lost in a dying world. After much thinking and urging from my mom, he finally agreed. The whole family went to a revival service. That night, my dad, brother, and myself all came to Jesus, giving our lives to Him completely. It was a beautiful night, and suddenly my life meant something. I had a mission. I had to be a light in that lost and dying world I had come out of. My love for Jesus has never stopped growing. He is my Best Friend, my Strong Tower, my Everything!





I was then seeking a new filling. I wanted the Holy Ghost. I was fasting, praying, and doing everything I could think to do, trying to get filled with the Sweet Presence of the Holy Ghost. My family and friends all prayed with me and for me. After five years of this, I was ready to quit. I didn't understand why I hadn't gotten filled. I prayed so long, and so hard, and still, nothing. At a youth camp in Silver Springs New York, I lay on an altar and wept and called out to God, saying "God, don't you hear me? Are you there, Lord? I can't feel you, Lord and I need your help!" I begged with God just to let me feel His presence again, but again I went away, empty and unfilled. Was this God's fault? No, certainly not. No one will ever be able to comprehend and understand His ways.

The following Sunday at my home church, after returning disappointed and feeling quite empty-handed, I sat through service. I felt like I was nothing. I thought God had just given up on me completely. I was alone. I was terrified. But then, someone began singing an old song, one that I had heard often. It had a new meaning to me that morning. The words tumbled over and over in my mind and my heart was filled with joy, "....but God said, I heard the first time you called..." I don't remember all the words, but I remember the peace that came over my heart. God had heard my cry. He knew what I was in need of before I even called on Him. On August 13th, 2000 I was filled with the Holy Ghost! God answered my prayers and He did it just in time.

Thank you, Lord, for sending Your Son to die for me that I may be forgiven. Thank you for filling me with Your Comforter, the Holy Ghost. I love you, Lord! Lead me and guide me in Your way forever.