I Exchanged Depression
for Dependence on God

-Nathan Bieber

As a child, I attended the Lutheran Church with my family. I was confirmed when I was 13 and stopped going to church shortly thereafter. As I grew older, exercise and weight lifting became the center of my life. In addition to this, I began to use drugs and alcohol.

I Was a Rebellious Teen Girl,
Until God Saved Me

-Karen Beckman

As a young girl, I attended several different churches off and on. One summer when I was eight years old, I attended a neighborhood Bible club with my girlfriend. The teacher pressured us into praying a prayer, but I really did not understand at that time what it meant to be saved or to have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

There Has to Be More to Life Than This
-Michelle Zarrillo

My name is Michelle Zarrillo, and this is my story. All my life, I was told that Jesus died for the sins of the world, but I had tremendous guilt about my own sin. I lacked peace; I had anger and felt a great sense of emptiness. I thought that achievement would heal the pain.

I Don’t Have to Fear Hell Anymore
-Paula Williams

My name is Paula Williams, and this is my story. I grew up in Illinois. Our family attended the Lutheran Church for a few years, then stopped going to church altogether. When I was 12 years old, I was enrolled in LaSalle-Peru Christian School. This is where I heard about salvation. I knew that if I died without being saved, I would go to hell. I was so afraid of going to hell that one day I prayed and asked God to save me from hell.

I Was a Good Girl,
Headed for a Bad Place

-Elizabeth Roy

When I was sixteen I was considered a “good girl.” I had attended the Presbyterian Church from the time I could walk; I was baptized as an infant, I was an active church member, I obeyed my parents and did well in school. And, just to make sure—I made a profession of faith in Jesus Christ. I viewed it as an insurance policy just in case “being good” wasn’t enough.

There Is Nothing I Could Do to Get Myself into Heaven
-Sheri Reiss

While growing up, I went to church every Sunday. My grandfather made sure of that, since I would stay with him because my mother worked. I went every weekend, until the summer I turned 16 years old and got a job. I would still go to church every Sunday that I didn’t have to work.

I Was Mad at God…
-Doug Hammett

I was the oldest of five children. My father was a semi-professional ball player. As a child I would often go with him to the ball games and was allowed to sit in the dugout with the players.