God Has Thoughts of Peace towards You
-Denise Rogers

Peace and acceptance is something our society always seems to be looking for and I was no exception. I grew up in a home where alcohol and fighting were common; consequently, it was a place where I did not want to be. By the time I was in my teens and early twenties, I found myself absorbed in living “life to the fullest” and searching for someone to love and accept me.

I Had to Just Give Up!
-Cindy Vile

For years, I struggled with decisions I was making in life. I would do well for a while and then things would go wrong, and I would feel like the world was crashing down around me.

There Had to Be Answers
-Jack Hammond

My name is Jack Hammond, and this is my story. I was born in Allentown in 1967, and I grew up in a fairly religious home, though we didn’t attend church on a regular basis. Many times my grandmother, who was very faithful to go, took my sister and me as much as she could. I can remember when my mom and stepdad finally made the decision to go regularly. That lasted for a few years, but tapered off when the pastor, who my parents really liked, moved on.

I Was Lost for 42 Years
-Donna Basciano

I grew up going to a Reformed Baptist church in New Jersey. Every summer, I went to a Christian camp, and had many Christian family members and friends. So I always heard the truth and thought I was OK with God.

Whatever Satan Told Me To Do, I Did
-Sam Blair

I was a man filled with sin until I invited the Lord Jesus Christ into my heart when I was 72 years old, and my life was changed forever. I was saved by his precious blood, and I know I have been forgiven of my sins and, by his grace, I will spend eternity with him.

Only Jesus Christ Could Fill
the Void in My Soul!

-Cathy Rodriguez

I was baptized in a Lutheran church when I was younger, and my family went to church on special occasions, like Christmas and Easter. Later in my teen years, I attended youth group there. I was never a really bad kid growing up, but things were not always happy at home. When things were bad, I would have evil thoughts about my Dad who was a heavy drinker. During these times, I would question whether there was a God and wonder why He was letting these things happen to me.