I feel that your testimony may bless others
2007-10-23 00:58:43 · 9 answers · asked by ? 6 in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
My father was agnostic. My mother is Christian. I was raised in a protestant, non-charismatic church. Did I know who Jesus was? Of course. I knew that he was the son of God, died on the cross, and rose from the dead. I knew he was in Heaven. I knew that we went to church often(my mother took me and my brother). I even went through Christian teaching as a teen for a couple years to become "part of the church" and to be "old enough to take of the Lords supper".
This is not Christianity.
When I left home, I knew these things....but not having a relationship with Jesus. I struggled with all kinds of sin, from drugs to immorality, birthing children out of wedlock, and all kinds of things unpleasing to God.
When I was 27, a Christian friend of mine, ask me to go to church again. We had both gone to this church, but the church had closed because the pastor was a fraud. The new pastor was going to be there, after he had preach a couple of Sundays, was going to be permanent. There was going to be a dinner for his family. I was struggling just to feed my kids so i told her I would go. She came and picked me up. I was living with a friend because my kids father and i were no longer together. I had no money. I had nothing.
I don't remember the preaching that day...but I do remember that God got a hold of my heart that morning. I knew that Jesus loved me and wanted me for his own. That was 17yrs ago. I walked with God for about 6 yrs but I walked away from church for about 10yrs, because I was hurt in the church. I walked away from God, but he never walked away from me. I returned back to God about 2 months ago....and it was like I never left. God always has his arms open to receive us, when we run to him. By his grace, I was born-again in 1990 and I, by his grace, walk with him every day.
Now, I attend a charismatic christian church. My 2 youngest children attend with me, 3-4 times a week. I love going to church. My daughter recently gave her heart to Jesus and my son as well. Because of this, they are both able to take of the Lords Supper. It's not about age...its about relationship with Christ. We all have a relationship with Jesus....not religion.
We owed a debt we could not pay.
Jesus paid a debt he did not owe.
2007-10-23 02:16:08 · answer #1 · answered by bandaidgirl 3 · 2⤊ 0⤋
well i found scripture fascinating in years 5 and 6 and i went to a youth camp and had the best fun and loved going to church and i realised how important god is in my life and he has blessed me with so much love for me and others and miracles that happen every day.
When i became a Christan it was one of the most emotion things in my life i was laughing and crying at the same time and was so inspiring and i knew that he loved me so much.
I became a Christan on that camp which was like 6 years ago when i was 12 or something Lil, and will never get over that people think god doesn't exist. look at this world and tell me the things god made like the innocence in a baby or a beautiful flower and nature in general, all the animals and the ocean and the deserts.
And my favourite is the rain that falls from the sky and cleanses everything.
I hope this inspires someone.
God Bless and take care.
2007-10-23 08:11:31 · answer #2 · answered by Ash 3 · 2⤊ 1⤋
I know Him well. It is a long story: Few years ago I had a total hip replacement and was sent to a rehab center. The first night I was shocked awake by the feeling of the prosthesis driving into my leg and twisting. The pain was unbelievable. Not one to scream in pain, unable to hold back the agony, I screamed for hours. I could hear my cries echo back to me from all over the center. It was surreal. It got so bad that I hallucinated that I was on the cross. It was horrible. There was no medication available for me and after hours of screaming and a threat to send me back to the hospital I came from, I arranged to have my leg packed in ice. The pain subsided.
The next day I told the doctor about my night, "The spike moved in my leg." She laughed at me saying that was impossible. But the spike moved in my leg, I felt it drive and twist. She told me I had a bad dream. I told her the pain was real. She dismissed me.
For the past six months, every Saturday, I have been waking at sunrise and sitting in rays of the rising sun. No matter where I am, I get up at sunrise without an alarm. It seems that when the sun starts to breach the horizon it wakes me up. After basking in the sunrise I go back to bed.
One Saturday morning I returned to bed and recalled the harrowing experience of the spike moving in my leg. Then my mind cleared and I watched a small bead of light rising up inside me and spreading of the surface of my conscious mind. It was a memory, but not mine. I had been infused.I watched as my body started to ache and the vision came into focus. I saw His chest heaving, His hair obscuring His left eye. I felt His pain. Oh, my God, I thought, this is the real thing. I saw what Jesus saw, Jesus felt, and what he was thinking. He was crucified over Jerusalem. A huge red dome was to His left, the temple -- He could see it clearly from the top. The ground was baron below him. No one was in front of him, he was alone on the cross, near a sort of cliff It was Mount of Olives. The spikes torn at his hands, the were driven through his heals. His body contorted to find relief from the nails. He pressed his buttocks and shoulders against the tree to try to grab hold. He squeezed his scapulae to grip the wood to take the pain away. There was nothing He could do to escape the pain. While his body contorted and struggled to find some relief. His mind was fixed on the Father and the Father on Him. They were bound intimately together while physically suffering unbelievably, but Jesus' mind was fixed to God the Father as he submitted to the Will. He did not curse, he did not blame, he still lived the very people who put Him up there. He did not break His love for the Father. His mind did not suffer as He and God the Father went through the Crucifixion together. Yeah. I know Him. I have His memory.
The Dunce
2007-10-23 09:36:17 · answer #3 · answered by Gone 5 · 2⤊ 0⤋
Jesus is a part of my Muslim-faith.
Jesus was the Word of God since his miraculous birth was predicted in Torah. The Holy Quran has glorified him as a righteous man and a great prophet of God.
2007-10-23 08:30:19 · answer #4 · answered by aslam09221 6 · 0⤊ 1⤋
I came to know Jesus through his book - a course in miracles.
It helped me to develop a close personal relationship with him that religion never allowed me to feel.
I was Christian before that.
Love and blessings Don
2007-10-23 08:03:13 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 2⤊ 3⤋
I know Jesus is a hoax. He may have been a person, but you cannot convince me a 2000 year old storybook is fact. I see no God on this earth.
2007-10-23 08:02:08 · answer #6 · answered by Skinny 2 · 3⤊ 4⤋
I used to be a STAUNCH "you are ready for the mental hospital if you are so stupid to even THINK there is any God"
I thought all Christians were TOTAL RETARDS !!!!!!!!
but not now !!
100% believer in the love of JESUS now !!!!!!!!!
2007-10-23 08:08:18 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 2⤊ 3⤋
I used to absolutely convinced that I knew him and that he was listening to me.Then I grew up.
2007-10-23 08:07:20 · answer #8 · answered by Cotton Wool Ninja 6 · 1⤊ 3⤋
we had to learn about it at school
2007-10-23 08:02:39 · answer #9 · answered by Flapjack 3 · 2⤊ 3⤋