Story 704

Story 704

My life before Christ, it’s hard for me to describe, I came to know the Lord at the age of 7, I grew up in a home where we attended church. So for me, what I remember most about my life before Christ is struggling about thinking who God was. [Watch Video for full...
Story 703

Story 703

I spun my wheels for years chasing after the perfect man who would desire and accept me as I was, the perfect close-knit family, and the perfect job where my talents and passions would be satisfied. These are all good things… except my ideas of them were based...
Story 702

Story 702

I grew up in a small mountain town in Colorado. Raised by two agnostic parents, ambition, success, and status were fundamental values in our household. However, in 4th grade my parents enrolled me in a small Catholic school as they were concerned that I wasn’t getting...
Story 701

Story 701

Hi! My name is Kaleb. I’m 26 years old and I live in Memphis, Tennessee. This is my story. I was born the middle child of a set of triplets in Statesville, North Carolina to parents who were both Christians. My sister was a minute older, and my brother a minute...
Story 700

Story 700

If you’re reading this, I came in contact with you somehow, and I would love to tell you my story… I was blessed to grow up in a christian family. I thought, however, that being in a christian family meant that I was a christian. I was just trying to be...
Story 698

Story 698

My journey with Jesus started when I was invited to attend a revival with a friend. I was 13 years old, I accepted the Lord that night, and baptized on Sunday. I had always had to earn everyone’s love, so sorry to say I carried that into my relationship with Christ....
Story 697

Story 697

I was raised in a church where losing your salvation was a real and present danger, so although I had been saved, then baptized, as a young child, I continued to ask for salvation many times in my youth, believing that I had sinned and lost my salvation. That...
Story 695

Story 695

Let me introduce myself, my name is Jeff. I was saved by the grace of God in the blood of Jesus Christ on October of 2018. I hung myself in my garage, ready to die, and go to hell. I was strung out on meth, struggled with alcoholism, and drug addiction. For 20 plus...
Story 694

Story 694

“My dad is a sinner?” The very thought that this question which I whispered to myself could even possibly be true rattled my nine-year-old image of my father as he walked down the aisle while my grandmother simultaneously shocked me with a shouted “Praise God” from...
Story 693

Story 693

I did not grow up in a Christian home. My father was a functional weekend alcoholic, who became verbally abusive to my mother during his weekly binges. Their relationship was volatile and I was constantly fearful of when the “other shoe would drop.” I learned at an...