The Truth Resonated with My Soul!My name is Anna Hammett, and this is my story.I’ve grown up in a Baptist … Read More
God Had to Show Me That I Was Not a Good Person
God Had to Show Me That I Was Not a Good PersonMy name is Ken Keim, and this is my … Read More
Be Still and Know That I Am God
Be Still and Know That I Am GodMy name is Barb Keim, and this is my story.All my life I … Read More
Why Is It Such Good News?
Why Is It Such Good News?My name is Crystal, and this is my story.I was baptized as a baby and … Read More
It Was My Choice
As a young child I attended church regularly. I even attended a Christian school. As I was taught through the Bible, I knew the truth about what God had said. Even so, as I grew up I had no true relationship with the Lord. There was no time in my life that I made it personal to me.
Now I Stand in His Righteousness!
On October 4, 1996, the Lord did something special in my life to bring about a true change in me. This change is so radical that I will never be the same. I would like to take this opportunity to share with you how God brought this about in my life.
My Best Was Not Good Enough
Can you tell me what three basic pieces of information are on almost every tombstone? The name of the person, their date of birth, and their date of death. No one knows the exact day or moment when death will take them, but I can make you a guarantee: you are going to be dead l
Pride in Christ
Originally, my family and I are from Albania, a country in Europe. During the time my parents were growing up, there was religious anarchy, and the nation was predominantly split into two denominations, Catholic and Muslim. Catholics didn’t associate with Muslims, and Muslims didn’t associate with Catholics. If you were anything other than Catholic or Muslim, neither would associate with you! My parents were more than lost when it came to what and who God was, so they decided to just believe there was a God, but not follow a particular religion.
My “Little” Sins Were Keeping Me From God
My name is Alyssa Hall, and this is my story. I was what most would call a “good girl.” I was raised by godly parents who sought ways to teach me about God and what He could do in my life. They made an effort to have me in church every single service and to be involved in activities at church that would put me around other Christian young people.
Everything Looked Great…
At Least on the Outside
At Least on the Outside
I grew up in a small town, the second child to two typical, middle class parents. My dad was a civil engineer, and my mom volunteered in various capacities along with being a stay-at-home mother. Both of my parents were very religious, and were consistent in taking their children to church and teaching them about God and the Bible. They even sacrificed financially so that all of their children could attend a private, Christian school.