I Thought I Was a Good Person
-Shirley Fenstermaker

I grew up in Allentown, PA, the oldest of five children. When I was young, my parents did not attend church. I did attend Vacation Bible School a few different summers. I also went to a program called Pioneer Girls at one church. One lady there gave me a Bible with the verse John 3:16 penned in the front of it. I sort of memorized that verse, but really didn’t understand what it meant until recently. I never really read that Bible, but for some reason I have kept it all these years. I am grateful to that lady for trying to introduce me to the Bible at such a young age.

Nothing But Leaves
-Joel Dafoe

Hello. My name is Joel Dafoe, and I would like tell you a bit about myself. All my life I have attended church, prayed to God, and read my Bible. I learned these things as a young boy mostly because my father was the pastor of a Baptist church, and these things were expected of me.

I Really Wasn’t That Bad
-Barb Davies

My name is Barb Davies, and this is my story. As a young child, I was taken to church by my parents every week. That was just the way it was. When I was in second grade or so, I remember the preacher saying that in order for a person to go to heaven, they had to believe that Christ died, was buried and rose again from the dead. This is known in the Bible as the Gospel (1 Corinthians 15:1-4).

The Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me
-Suzanne Cefola

I would like to tell you about the best thing that ever happened to me. Can you spare a few moments? I hope you will read on! It could change your life too! It all began on July 7, 1977. I was born to Hans and Dale Smith. I was baptized as an infant and confirmed in the sixth grade. Growing up, I was a “good girl.”

I Thought I Was a “Nice Girl,”
But I Was Blind to My True Condition

-Jill Brooks

My name is Jill Brooks, and this is my story. I was born in Massachusetts in 1961 and baptized as an infant in a Methodist church. When I was two years old, our family moved to New Jersey. We had a nice house in a nice neighborhood and went to a nice Methodist church. We were a nice family. My mother explained to me that God made the world and taught me to appreciate nature and all living things. As I grew, I had a lot of questions.

My Good Works Were Not Good Enough!
-Graeme Anderson

My name is Graeme Anderson, and this is my story. From my early childhood in South Africa, I remember attending a Baptist church and going to a school where the Bible was taught. My parents had a strong belief in God; their faith was evident as they gave to others and strove to place God as the head of our family.