Chrisitans please....?

Question

I asked this question before, but I was hoping to get more answers, so I'm posting it again:

What is your conversion story? What is your testimony of Jesus Christ?

Answer 1

After many years of drugs and alcohol I went to church one Sunday morning, lifted my hands in surrender and told God, "I can't do my life on my own anymore." I then saw Jesus' hands both with nail scars in them. After that Day people told me even my face was different(countenance). My life still isn't a bed of roses... we have to fight the good fight of faith daily. And we grow spiritually everyday.
Yesterday made 21 years since I made that heart decision and I have no regrets.

Answer 2

I was born and raised in the Episcopal church. Went to Sunday school, learned about God and Jesus, went to youth group and youth retreats when I got older, and tried to keep a close relationship with God. However, I didn't study the Bible much and looking back, I relied mainly on my own understanding of God.

When I was around 17 or 18, I moved to Alexandria, Va from my home in Wilmington, NC. I never went back to church-ended up drifting. I started studying pagan religions, Celtic Magick mostly, as well as Shamanism, the paranormal, Reiki, and Taoist philosophies. However, the deeper I got into it, the farther away I felt from God. Eventually, I started feeling empty and realize how self serving and delusional these things were.

So, I started going off and on again to the Episcopal church and attempted to get back into it after I moved back to Wilmington, NC. However, I never really connected again. Everyone I knew previously had moved away.

Eventually, I met my wife, who grew up in a non-denominational church. All of this was around the time all the homosexual stuff started happening with the Episcopal church. I was called out of it. God showed me how spiritually dead the Episcopal church as a whole (not the individual Christians) is.

My wife has taught me a lot about God and the Bible. Now I know what it means to BE a Christian, a follower of Christ. While I know I'm saved, I can't really pinpoint a specific moment when I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior, though I've done it in prayer numerous times. It's been more of a journey than anything else. Sarah, my wife, is more in tune with God than myself. I don't pray or study the Bible nearly as much as I need to. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

Answer 3

When I was 17 years old, I accepted Christ. I was one of those kids that everyone thought was the perfect child. And also was told that I did not need Jesus. Needless to say, they were wrong. I was born into sin, and no matter how good I may have appeared or even been I needed to know Jesus as my Savior. He is continually transforming me into the image of His Son, and I was 17 quite a few number of years ago. Every day I thank the Lord for taking this undeserving person making her new. Sometimes it can be harder for someone who "appears to be ok" to come to the Lord, but if there are any people out there that need to hear this today - but let us all remember "ALL HAVE SINNED AND FALLL SHORT OF THE GLORY OF GOD", and "THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH BUT THE GIFT OF GOD IS ETERNAL LIFE THROUGH JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD."

Answer 4

I always thought I knew enough about Jesus growing up as a Baptist, but never felt any connection at church or really any other time. I started searching for other viewpoints or traditions when I was around 13.

In my early 20s I went through a really bad time of my life and I drifted far away from God. At one point I was convinced God hated me so I did my best to hate Him. After I reached a really low point, I can't explain how or why, but I started feeling a "call" to come close to God, so I started thinking about finding a church to go to.

At around the same time I was very unhappy with my life, job, etc. so I took a leap of faith and asked God to guide me as to whether I should move from Knoxville to North Carolina. From that point on I felt like I was being told to get up, pack my stuff and move to NC as soon as possible. I didn't have a job, all I had was my dad and sister who were already here saying they'd help me until I got on my feet. I trusted God and moved my son and I here with no job, and a year later I am happier than I have ever been. I also found a church upon moving here and for the first time in my life I felt the Holy Spirit in that church.

I know God is real and he has transformed my heart bit by bit. It is still an ongoing process but I can see a difference in myself from a year ago, two years ago, etc. God brought me back to Him and saved me from a miserable life in Knoxville.

Praise Jesus.

Answer 5

As a young child, I thought I was saved, but as an adult, I realized that I hadn't truly understood what being saved meant. The Holy Spirit was on my case for a number of years before I finally came to point in my life where I just didn't know, if I died, where I would spend eternity and I just pleaded with the Lord to forgive me and come into my heart and I felt a wave of peace flow through me. And I have tried since then to live a Christian life and to love as Jesus loved, which is very difficult in this sinful world. It is a continual struggle, but it is worth it.

Answer 6

I was also born in a Catholic family, gifted then became very ambitous. Took up Advertising in college, got an attitude problem, then came the smoking, alcohol & drugs. I suddenly realized that success wast really worth all that, then got really depressed seems like I've wasted my life on ambition. Then I read a book about God & realized that I'm all f****d up & I do need him to have "real" life, prayed to him, thanked him & now I'm starting over again with Him by my side, planning to take up fashion design & show the world what God can do through me.

Answer 7

I became a Christian through Pentecostal Holiness baptism when I was five years old. It was in the spring of 1994 in a creek in Columbus Georgia, full submersion. My Momma gave me a gentle shove in the direction of the preacher. I walked toward him, the water was cold. He reached out and took my hand. He took the back of my head. I tried to scream when he dunked me, I was almost drowned. I struggled as he held me under and prayed over me. Finally he pulled me up screaming and clawing for breath. As I stuttered trying to get my breath I heard the preacher yell "The child is speaking tongues, she is saved" and the congregation on the bank yell "Hallelujah praise God, Amen." I attended Church and bible study two days a week for eleven years after that. Then when I was sixteen I became an Atheist I have never attended Church since.

Answer 8

When I was 12, I was visiting my grandmother(mother's mother),and she took me to her church,near the end of the service they called for those that would like to get saved;I was one of the ones that went down and gave my life to Christ.Ever since, I havnt looked back or regreted it.I'm 21 yrs old now and still Christian cuase I've experience the true and living God for my self.

Answer 9

I was raised a Catholic, left that church (religion) at 16, went into the world, was about dead, called out on GOD, HE answered.
I AM born-again, I have Reality, not religion.
Thats my story and I'm sticking to it!
Ditto.............

Answer 10

mine has alot to do with booze, drugs, deaths, rapes, mistrust, pure hatred, and some other bigger things soo Id rather not say it on an internet website full of strangers... thanks though for the thought