Does Jesus Know You? My name is Irina Dash, and this is my story. I was born and raised in the former Soviet Union. I grew up in a loving, moral family where no religion was practiced. When I was a teenager, my parents took me to a Pentecostal church, and that’s where I was introduced to the Bible for … Read More
God Has All the Answers? God Created Me for a Purpose? My name is Sharon Lewis, and this is my story. I attended church as a young child while growing up in Harlem, New York. That is where I first heard that Jesus died on the cross and rose from the dead and was coming back one day. I didn’t … Read More
I Thought I could Forgo God’s Plan and Work My Way to Heaven My name is Holly Anger, and this is my story. I was raised in a fundamental, independent Baptist faith, taught the Bible from a young age, memorized Bible verses and was taught to pray. I knew all the facts of the Baptist heritage, knew some of the … Read More
I’ve Been Adopted: Not Once, But Twice! My name is Anthony Wilt, and this is my story. My story began the day my sister invited me to attend a worship service at her church in North Carolina. This was my first time at a service since I was a kid. I enjoyed the service so much! I remember sitting next … Read More
I Was Born “Bawindsom” in Burkina Faso, West Africa My name is Joseph Ilboudo, and this is my story. I was born with the name “Bawindsom” in the West African country of Burkina Faso. I was the fifth child in a family of seven children, born on a dirt floor in a hut in our village, called “Wobzougou.” In our … Read More
I Was Not Strong Enough to Do It Alone My name is Jonathan Snow, and this is my story. Have you ever attempted to lift something heavy, only to discover that you had overestimated yourself? Suddenly you realized, “I can’t do this alone! I need help from someone strong.” During my childhood, most people thought of me as a good … Read More
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.
What if you spent your whole life believing what you thought was right, but you were wrong? You would think that after being raised going to Church on a regular basis that one might know all you need to know about the Bible. Even after attending a Christian College as a young person, I continued to stay involved at my local Church. It is what we always did.
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.
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