Name: Servanthood
Age: 17
Date: June 24, 2005
My name is Servanthood aka Jah Rhymes. I have felt the call
on my life to minister through Christian rap and reach out and serve
God's purpose within my generation just as David. I have not always been
saved. Before I got saved I was addicted to pornography, I used profanity,
listened to secular music. I never had a whole lot of friends. I new of
Jesus, but I just wasn't ready. I had to make a change within my life. I
got saved at 16 years old, but I still had to rededicate my life to
God. Some times you may feel down and lost or worthless but is there 24/7
to work you through now I'm about to reach out to teen and share what
God has done in my life. He can change you know matter what. LAY DOWN
YOUR LIFE AT THE ALTAR I DARE YOU. AND SEE IF GOD DON'T MAKE A
CHANGE IN YOUR LIFE.
Age: 17
Date: June 24, 2005
My name is Servanthood aka Jah Rhymes. I have felt the call
on my life to minister through Christian rap and reach out and serve
God's purpose within my generation just as David. I have not always been
saved. Before I got saved I was addicted to pornography, I used profanity,
listened to secular music. I never had a whole lot of friends. I new of
Jesus, but I just wasn't ready. I had to make a change within my life. I
got saved at 16 years old, but I still had to rededicate my life to
God. Some times you may feel down and lost or worthless but is there 24/7
to work you through now I'm about to reach out to teen and share what
God has done in my life. He can change you know matter what. LAY DOWN
YOUR LIFE AT THE ALTAR I DARE YOU. AND SEE IF GOD DON'T MAKE A
CHANGE IN YOUR LIFE.
Name: Stephanie
Age: 15
Date: June 25,2005
God heals you when you're broken!
"God heals you when you're broken," is one of my favorite phrases, and he
has done just that! All my life I had thought God wasn't important and there
wasn't a need to go to church. Finally in the 7th grade, I gave in and went to
awanas with one of my friends. Something about that church just stuck with
me and I couldn't leave! After a couple months, I realized that the Christians
had something that I didn't. I finally accepted Jesus as my personal lord and
savior. My life has been so much better in so many ways. It isn't always easy
being a Christian. Satan is always working to get you on his side. Just
remain faithful and look to God for help. Trust him completely! Please pray
for Anna Smith and I as we do bible-study at our high school where there
are so many people looking for the truth, and we have it! "Our God is an
awesome God," always remember that!!!
Age: 15
Date: June 25,2005
God heals you when you're broken!
"God heals you when you're broken," is one of my favorite phrases, and he
has done just that! All my life I had thought God wasn't important and there
wasn't a need to go to church. Finally in the 7th grade, I gave in and went to
awanas with one of my friends. Something about that church just stuck with
me and I couldn't leave! After a couple months, I realized that the Christians
had something that I didn't. I finally accepted Jesus as my personal lord and
savior. My life has been so much better in so many ways. It isn't always easy
being a Christian. Satan is always working to get you on his side. Just
remain faithful and look to God for help. Trust him completely! Please pray
for Anna Smith and I as we do bible-study at our high school where there
are so many people looking for the truth, and we have it! "Our God is an
awesome God," always remember that!!!
Name: Deanna
Age: 15
Date: June 26, 2005
Well, I have been going through a battle these past 7 1/2 months. I started
dating a guy that was a Mormon. I didn't find that out until the second day
we started dating. When I asked what church he went to, and he told me, I
knew I had made a mistake. I'm Not saying that I don't like people of other
religions, but it clearly says in the Bible that you would be unequally yoked.
Not only that, but God told me over and over again that it wasn't His will for
me, and all I did was push it back in my head and try not to let it get to me.
That didn't work too well. God still was dealing with me about it. I finally told
Gary that I didn't feel right dating him anymore and that I prayed about it.
Well, him, not being a Christian or my same religion, didn't understand...and
I gave in to him and we still dated. After we went through that part, I felt so
down because instead of doing what God wanted me to do, I did exactly
what the devil wanted me to do...fall back to where I was. But when summer
came around and we got out of school, I wasn't able to talk to him or see him
because of our busy schedule! It made me stronger and it gave me more
strength, especially since I wasn't gonna be seeing him much. But the devil
was trying his hardest to make me stumble again because I couldn't get in
touch with Gary to break up with him. I finally put my foot on the rock and
told the devil to get behind me. June 22nd Gary called me and I broke up
with him and the greatest peace came over me! I was relieved that I have
finally did it! I know the Lord has great plans for me and you too, just TRUST
THE LORD and he will give you rest/peace! I hope if you go through the
same situation as me, that you'll just listen to God's will and trust him!!!
Age: 15
Date: June 26, 2005
Well, I have been going through a battle these past 7 1/2 months. I started
dating a guy that was a Mormon. I didn't find that out until the second day
we started dating. When I asked what church he went to, and he told me, I
knew I had made a mistake. I'm Not saying that I don't like people of other
religions, but it clearly says in the Bible that you would be unequally yoked.
Not only that, but God told me over and over again that it wasn't His will for
me, and all I did was push it back in my head and try not to let it get to me.
That didn't work too well. God still was dealing with me about it. I finally told
Gary that I didn't feel right dating him anymore and that I prayed about it.
Well, him, not being a Christian or my same religion, didn't understand...and
I gave in to him and we still dated. After we went through that part, I felt so
down because instead of doing what God wanted me to do, I did exactly
what the devil wanted me to do...fall back to where I was. But when summer
came around and we got out of school, I wasn't able to talk to him or see him
because of our busy schedule! It made me stronger and it gave me more
strength, especially since I wasn't gonna be seeing him much. But the devil
was trying his hardest to make me stumble again because I couldn't get in
touch with Gary to break up with him. I finally put my foot on the rock and
told the devil to get behind me. June 22nd Gary called me and I broke up
with him and the greatest peace came over me! I was relieved that I have
finally did it! I know the Lord has great plans for me and you too, just TRUST
THE LORD and he will give you rest/peace! I hope if you go through the
same situation as me, that you'll just listen to God's will and trust him!!!
Name: Misty
Age: 14
Date: June 27, 2005
I thank God for what he has done for me. He helped my dad and he helped
me through hard times. But I thank God for all he’s done. He got me going to
church and my dad and I thank you Anna for praying for me. Will you pray
for me? He helped my dad about smoking and drinking. So please pray.
Thanks.
Age: 14
Date: June 27, 2005
I thank God for what he has done for me. He helped my dad and he helped
me through hard times. But I thank God for all he’s done. He got me going to
church and my dad and I thank you Anna for praying for me. Will you pray
for me? He helped my dad about smoking and drinking. So please pray.
Thanks.
Name: Alli
Age: 14
Date: June 28, 2005
I am Alli Turner and I wanted to tell you about my life and I want to thank
God for everything he has done in my life!!! I am 14 and do NOT know my
real father because my mom does not believe I should know! I am
completely crushed and all of that juicy stuff because I really personally
would love to meet him face to face. I have been jumping from Church to
Church since birth and finally I have found the one that I belong in!!! I also
feel very loved since I have been attending this Church! Terry Barrett and
Stacy Barrett are like a second family to me. They treat me like I am their
own child! Tish Epstein and Randy Epstein are very comforting to me and
love me to death and a lot of the time I have been feeling unloved, but I
finally realized that God loves me even if I believe that no one else loves me
in the world, He will always be there!! THANK THE GOOD LORD ABOVE
FOR EVERYTHING HE HAS DONE FOR ME!!! And thank you Anna for
everything you did for me at Youth Camp. <Alli-Cat>
Age: 14
Date: June 28, 2005
I am Alli Turner and I wanted to tell you about my life and I want to thank
God for everything he has done in my life!!! I am 14 and do NOT know my
real father because my mom does not believe I should know! I am
completely crushed and all of that juicy stuff because I really personally
would love to meet him face to face. I have been jumping from Church to
Church since birth and finally I have found the one that I belong in!!! I also
feel very loved since I have been attending this Church! Terry Barrett and
Stacy Barrett are like a second family to me. They treat me like I am their
own child! Tish Epstein and Randy Epstein are very comforting to me and
love me to death and a lot of the time I have been feeling unloved, but I
finally realized that God loves me even if I believe that no one else loves me
in the world, He will always be there!! THANK THE GOOD LORD ABOVE
FOR EVERYTHING HE HAS DONE FOR ME!!! And thank you Anna for
everything you did for me at Youth Camp. <Alli-Cat>
Name: Alli
Age: 14
Date: June 28, 2005
I went to North Alabama Congregational Holiness Youth Camp in Piedmont
Alabama this year. While I was there, I fell while playing football with the
other kids there. I busted my chin wide open and had to go to the hospital.
My best friend got a prayer circle together and they prayed for me and I
made it through with only ten stitches. The Doctor was very surprised that
with no hand support, I did NOT fracture a bone in my body and I just want
to thank God for that. I just want to tell everyone that God does listen to
everyone's prayers and that he really does care!!! I am getting them out
this Friday and I hope everything is okay. Please keep me in your prayers!!
Age: 14
Date: June 28, 2005
I went to North Alabama Congregational Holiness Youth Camp in Piedmont
Alabama this year. While I was there, I fell while playing football with the
other kids there. I busted my chin wide open and had to go to the hospital.
My best friend got a prayer circle together and they prayed for me and I
made it through with only ten stitches. The Doctor was very surprised that
with no hand support, I did NOT fracture a bone in my body and I just want
to thank God for that. I just want to tell everyone that God does listen to
everyone's prayers and that he really does care!!! I am getting them out
this Friday and I hope everything is okay. Please keep me in your prayers!!
Name: Kasey
Age: 15
Date: June 29, 2005
Where to start? I guess maybe at the beginning. My father walked out on
me when I was around 5 years old. He got strung out on drugs and all of
these other things. He got his priorities SO out of line. I mean he would walk
in and out of my life periodically. Like he would call me and tell me that he
would be there to pick me up sometime that day, and although my mother
advised me not to, I would get my hopes up so high, only for them to be
crushed when he never showed. And you would think that I would learn, but
each and every time that he would tell me that he was coming, I would get
my hopes up all over again only for them to be stepped on. This went on
for a long time until he finally just quit calling altogether. It hurt me so badly,
more than I knew. It caused me to be "unstable" with anything and
everything I did/do. I went years thinking that I wasn't loved. That if my own
father would turn his back on me, why wouldn’t everybody else. Even
though I've pretty much been in church all of my life. Later, when I was 8
years old, I lost my best friend, my Pawpaw to cancer. It tore me apart
because he was the only father figure I had ever really had. But shortly
after his death, I was saved. And I was doing good too, until I started
allowing the devil to get to me. He started bringing back all the hurt of my
father walking out on me. I guess it was when I was about 13 that I got out
of God's will for a while. I got into a lot of things that I knew better than. I
was in a relationship with a person whom I almost allowed to push me into a
lot of "things" that I could never live with. Things that I personally could
never had seen myself doing, even though I came so close to it. But it took
all of that for God to open my eyes to where I was with my relationship with
him. How far from him that I had become. So I went back to that same altar
that the good Lord saved me at and repented of all of the sins I had
committed while out of his will! And although to this day the devil still tries to
tell remind me of the fact that my father walked out on me, I now know that
my earthly father may have left me, but my heavenly Father never did and
never will. And once I finally let all of the hurt go, God has given me a new
dad who loves me. And I just want to let those of you who's fathers have
walked out on you that you have a heavenly Father who will go with you
even unto the ends of the Earth. One you can ALWAYS talk to, no matter
where you may be. I'm not upset with God for allowing this to happen to me.
Because I probably wouldn't be where I am with God today if my father had
not have left me. So I thank God for it. And thank God that from the time I
got back in the altar to this day, I haven't turned my back on God again. I'm
growin in him each and every day. He has blessed me in so many ways,
I've received the holy-ghost with the evidence of speaking in tongues, I
have a beautiful family, an AWESOME church, I have friends who respect
me for the stand I'm trying to make for God, and! God has also blessed me
with friends who are there to "coach' me on when it comes to my walk with
God. So don't give up if you are in a situation like I was, just look at how far
God has brought me. I guess the best way I can think of to end this is: TGIF
THANK GOD I'M FORGIVEN.
Age: 15
Date: June 29, 2005
Where to start? I guess maybe at the beginning. My father walked out on
me when I was around 5 years old. He got strung out on drugs and all of
these other things. He got his priorities SO out of line. I mean he would walk
in and out of my life periodically. Like he would call me and tell me that he
would be there to pick me up sometime that day, and although my mother
advised me not to, I would get my hopes up so high, only for them to be
crushed when he never showed. And you would think that I would learn, but
each and every time that he would tell me that he was coming, I would get
my hopes up all over again only for them to be stepped on. This went on
for a long time until he finally just quit calling altogether. It hurt me so badly,
more than I knew. It caused me to be "unstable" with anything and
everything I did/do. I went years thinking that I wasn't loved. That if my own
father would turn his back on me, why wouldn’t everybody else. Even
though I've pretty much been in church all of my life. Later, when I was 8
years old, I lost my best friend, my Pawpaw to cancer. It tore me apart
because he was the only father figure I had ever really had. But shortly
after his death, I was saved. And I was doing good too, until I started
allowing the devil to get to me. He started bringing back all the hurt of my
father walking out on me. I guess it was when I was about 13 that I got out
of God's will for a while. I got into a lot of things that I knew better than. I
was in a relationship with a person whom I almost allowed to push me into a
lot of "things" that I could never live with. Things that I personally could
never had seen myself doing, even though I came so close to it. But it took
all of that for God to open my eyes to where I was with my relationship with
him. How far from him that I had become. So I went back to that same altar
that the good Lord saved me at and repented of all of the sins I had
committed while out of his will! And although to this day the devil still tries to
tell remind me of the fact that my father walked out on me, I now know that
my earthly father may have left me, but my heavenly Father never did and
never will. And once I finally let all of the hurt go, God has given me a new
dad who loves me. And I just want to let those of you who's fathers have
walked out on you that you have a heavenly Father who will go with you
even unto the ends of the Earth. One you can ALWAYS talk to, no matter
where you may be. I'm not upset with God for allowing this to happen to me.
Because I probably wouldn't be where I am with God today if my father had
not have left me. So I thank God for it. And thank God that from the time I
got back in the altar to this day, I haven't turned my back on God again. I'm
growin in him each and every day. He has blessed me in so many ways,
I've received the holy-ghost with the evidence of speaking in tongues, I
have a beautiful family, an AWESOME church, I have friends who respect
me for the stand I'm trying to make for God, and! God has also blessed me
with friends who are there to "coach' me on when it comes to my walk with
God. So don't give up if you are in a situation like I was, just look at how far
God has brought me. I guess the best way I can think of to end this is: TGIF
THANK GOD I'M FORGIVEN.
Name: Alli
Age: 14
Date: July 6, 2005
UPDATE
Last Friday, I got my stitches out and I just wanna thank
GOD that it all went well and I want to thank everyone for being sooo...
nice to me!!!
Age: 14
Date: July 6, 2005
UPDATE
Last Friday, I got my stitches out and I just wanna thank
GOD that it all went well and I want to thank everyone for being sooo...
nice to me!!!
Name: Courtney
Age: 18
Date: July 8, 2005
I was raised up in the church. I have good godly parents. I didn’t have to
deal with a whole lot growing up. I had a very stable home. My parents
divorced when I was 2 but remarried a year later. As a child I knew exactly
who Jesus was and what He was about, but I didn’t understand what it was
to turn from one's "old" life to a new one in Jesus Christ. I thought I knew
what it was to be saved at the age of 8 and was baptized on Easter. As I
grew older, I grew away from that childhood innocence and into a time
where I had to make decisions for myself. The summer before 7th grade, I
went to my first youth camp--SuperWOW. There I discovered what it was
to truly be saved and understand the love and sacrifice of Christ. In middle
school we started a Bible study and it was easier then to serve Christ. As I
started high school Christianity was very important to me. For most of high
school I was faithful not to get involved in the "bad stuff" like drinking,
smoking, and drugs. I did try drinking twice, but found the Holy Spirit
keeping me refrained from ever trying it again. As a junior in high school,
God called me to serve Him vocationally. I had my mountain top
experiences as well as the valleys throughout high school. When I was on
the mountaintop, I was on fire, but when I hit the valleys, a daily
relationship with God was almost non-existent for me. Towards the end of
my senior year, this past Spring, I realized how important it was for me to
be grounded in Christ and not in worldly ideas or things. As an upcoming
college student at the University of Georgia, it is my desire to serve Christ
in every way possible. I don’t want to be one of those who pray the prayer
of salvation and that be it. I want to be a disciple of Christ and live a life of
worship. Right now, I feel like God is leading me to be a medical
missionary, maybe a physical therapist, or even maybe a teacher.
Wherever God leads me, that’s where I will follow. I ask that you all will
pray for me as I go off to school. Pray that I will be a leader on campus
and a crusader for Christ. God Bless! Luke 9:23
Age: 18
Date: July 8, 2005
I was raised up in the church. I have good godly parents. I didn’t have to
deal with a whole lot growing up. I had a very stable home. My parents
divorced when I was 2 but remarried a year later. As a child I knew exactly
who Jesus was and what He was about, but I didn’t understand what it was
to turn from one's "old" life to a new one in Jesus Christ. I thought I knew
what it was to be saved at the age of 8 and was baptized on Easter. As I
grew older, I grew away from that childhood innocence and into a time
where I had to make decisions for myself. The summer before 7th grade, I
went to my first youth camp--SuperWOW. There I discovered what it was
to truly be saved and understand the love and sacrifice of Christ. In middle
school we started a Bible study and it was easier then to serve Christ. As I
started high school Christianity was very important to me. For most of high
school I was faithful not to get involved in the "bad stuff" like drinking,
smoking, and drugs. I did try drinking twice, but found the Holy Spirit
keeping me refrained from ever trying it again. As a junior in high school,
God called me to serve Him vocationally. I had my mountain top
experiences as well as the valleys throughout high school. When I was on
the mountaintop, I was on fire, but when I hit the valleys, a daily
relationship with God was almost non-existent for me. Towards the end of
my senior year, this past Spring, I realized how important it was for me to
be grounded in Christ and not in worldly ideas or things. As an upcoming
college student at the University of Georgia, it is my desire to serve Christ
in every way possible. I don’t want to be one of those who pray the prayer
of salvation and that be it. I want to be a disciple of Christ and live a life of
worship. Right now, I feel like God is leading me to be a medical
missionary, maybe a physical therapist, or even maybe a teacher.
Wherever God leads me, that’s where I will follow. I ask that you all will
pray for me as I go off to school. Pray that I will be a leader on campus
and a crusader for Christ. God Bless! Luke 9:23
Name: Michael
Age: 17
Date: July 9, 2005
On March 5, 2000 I sat on a church pew as God dealt with my heart, and
that night I accepted Jesus Christ as my savior. I'll never forget how free I
felt. I'll never forget the joy and peace I received crying at that altar. For
three years I did everything I could to grow closer to God, and I shared
how great he is everywhere I went. Sometime in 2003 I slowly started
falling away. A deep depression was over taking me, and instead of
looking to Jesus for help I chose to believe the lies the devil told me. I
looked to the world and drugs to solve my problems. They only brought
temporary relief, and when the high was gone I became more depressed
than when I started. I always felt so empty and so lost. I searched for
happiness and love in so many places, but at the end of the day I was
only left with loneliness and heartache. I used to beg God not to let me
die because I knew I wasn't right. I thought I could wait until I got older to
serve him. God tried so many times to warn me. To show me that he
never left me and that he still cared. To show me that he wasn't going to
give up on me. Service after service and talk after talk the Holy Ghost tore
at my heart only for me to harden it one more time. On June 14, 2004
Jesus tried one more time to deal with my heart, but again I rejected him.
That d! ay I got into a car never knowing I wasn't going to reach where I
was going. Today I could be in Hell, and its only by God's grace and
mercy that I'm even alive today. God loves me so much that he would do
anything to bring me back to him. He would go to any height, or reach to
any depth. I was an adulterous person, a backslider, but Jesus loves me
so much that he brought me back to where I belong. In his arms and
underneath his wings. Not long after the accident I gave my heart back to
Jesus. Since then God has changed my life. I'm no longer empty. I'm no
longer lost. I've found my peace. I've found my joy. I've found my love. I
don't have to search anymore. I never want to go back to where I was. I
never want to be without him again. I can't live without him. Jesus is my
life. I am dead no more because Jesus has given me knew life. God has
been so great to me. He has taught me so much since I came back to him.
I know that he's had to do a lot of work on me, and he's still working. God
has blessed my family so much. When we didn't know what we were going
to do God has always taken care of us. He's always been there for me,
and he has never failed. God has already started healing within my body.
I'm moving muscles and feeling things that doctors told me I never would. I
know that God will do the complete work. It won't be anything that the
doctors and therapy did but God will receive all the glory. Please pray for
me that God will have his way in my life.
Age: 17
Date: July 9, 2005
On March 5, 2000 I sat on a church pew as God dealt with my heart, and
that night I accepted Jesus Christ as my savior. I'll never forget how free I
felt. I'll never forget the joy and peace I received crying at that altar. For
three years I did everything I could to grow closer to God, and I shared
how great he is everywhere I went. Sometime in 2003 I slowly started
falling away. A deep depression was over taking me, and instead of
looking to Jesus for help I chose to believe the lies the devil told me. I
looked to the world and drugs to solve my problems. They only brought
temporary relief, and when the high was gone I became more depressed
than when I started. I always felt so empty and so lost. I searched for
happiness and love in so many places, but at the end of the day I was
only left with loneliness and heartache. I used to beg God not to let me
die because I knew I wasn't right. I thought I could wait until I got older to
serve him. God tried so many times to warn me. To show me that he
never left me and that he still cared. To show me that he wasn't going to
give up on me. Service after service and talk after talk the Holy Ghost tore
at my heart only for me to harden it one more time. On June 14, 2004
Jesus tried one more time to deal with my heart, but again I rejected him.
That d! ay I got into a car never knowing I wasn't going to reach where I
was going. Today I could be in Hell, and its only by God's grace and
mercy that I'm even alive today. God loves me so much that he would do
anything to bring me back to him. He would go to any height, or reach to
any depth. I was an adulterous person, a backslider, but Jesus loves me
so much that he brought me back to where I belong. In his arms and
underneath his wings. Not long after the accident I gave my heart back to
Jesus. Since then God has changed my life. I'm no longer empty. I'm no
longer lost. I've found my peace. I've found my joy. I've found my love. I
don't have to search anymore. I never want to go back to where I was. I
never want to be without him again. I can't live without him. Jesus is my
life. I am dead no more because Jesus has given me knew life. God has
been so great to me. He has taught me so much since I came back to him.
I know that he's had to do a lot of work on me, and he's still working. God
has blessed my family so much. When we didn't know what we were going
to do God has always taken care of us. He's always been there for me,
and he has never failed. God has already started healing within my body.
I'm moving muscles and feeling things that doctors told me I never would. I
know that God will do the complete work. It won't be anything that the
doctors and therapy did but God will receive all the glory. Please pray for
me that God will have his way in my life.
Name: Nicolette
Age: 17
Date: July 21, 2005
I've been debating on whether or not I should submit my testimony.... I
don't really see myself as having a testimony.... But a couple of my friends
told me that what I have to say might encourage someone else so.... Here
goes! My names Nicolette Griffith I am 17 years old and this is my
testimony. I was raised in a Christian home my entire Life.... Church, God
and Love are all I have ever known.... Growing up...I really didn't see
myself as much.... I mean I was never accepted by anyone...I had very few
friends and the ones that were suppose to Love me the most acted as if
they could care less. My dad has pastored most of my Life...I come from a
very sheltered home not being allowed to do awhole lot...that’s been a
struggle in itself.... Being a preacher’s kid you're always being compared
to others.... EVERYONE expects the world from you...you always seem to
be treated as if you're different...kids act as if they can't associate with
you because you wouldn’t understand! ...I mean after all you live this
sheltered Life...how could you?! Life started getting hard for me around
the age of 10 when I finally started understanding what it was like making
decisions on your own.... and of course having the consequences to pay
if they were the wrong ones. Since the age of 10 I guess you could say I
have never really been myself.... I've never opened up to people..... I
have NEVER let the real me show.... I didn't see the point...people only
wanted to put me down or so it seemed. I have ALWAYS loved to sing....
and my dads side of the family had a singing group, but I was never once
asked to sing...because I was never good enough...never have been and
probably never will be. I remember how I never made myself happy...I
always made sure everyone around me was happy first...I always put
everyone’s needs before mine.... and I guess that’s where all my
problems began....People started running over me, and of course I
allowed them to because I didn't care about myself...They sat standards
for me..... they were not standards I sat for my self, but standards set
FOR ME by other people.....I mean this was my life, but I allowed it to be
run by other people. Years went by, and things just always seemed to get
worse and worse...when I was 12...the church I used to attend decided
they all wanted to go to this little program at the church down the road
and it was there that I rededicated my Life to Christ......but.....A year or so
later I allowed the devil to creep in and I fell back on God....I still went to
church and I still acted as if I was doing wonderful, but deep down I was
crying out for attention...I was hoping and praying that somebody would
understand me....Just wishing that someone would listen to me and
accept me for me. When I was 15...just a couple months short of my
sixteenth birthday my dad stepped down as pastor from the church I spent
most of my Life in...the past nine years of my life were at that church....it
just seemed like the end of the road for me....I didn't want to go anywhere
else....I didn't want to try new churches....I mean....I thought my dad was
making the worse decisions ever and I blamed him for the hurt I felt. My
sister and I went away to Georgia for a week, and it helped us get our
mind offa things.. ya know like we could be who we wanted to be while we
were gone.....then of course that week had to end and back to reality.
The following Sunday my dad was asked to preach at the Pentecostal
Assembly so.. of course we went.....but we didn't want to. Anyhow
everytime daddy preached they always booked him over and over again....
my sister and I just hated the thoughts of going there.....we didn't have
anything against the church....it was the hurt and pain we felt from our old
church....we just felt like we'd be better off staying at home. Well they
ended up voting my daddy in as pastor the last Sunday in August and still
my sis and I gave our folks fits we didn't want to accept it.....we felt as if we
were being forced to go someplace we didn’t want. We finally came
around and slowly, but surely fell in Love with the people there...we met
some of the best folks ever and I met my very best friend to this day
there. I still struggled with low self-esteem....I seen myself as the ugliest
creature around....the fattest girl ever, and ugh I just hated myself.....I
finally got to the point of a depression....in December I began to starve
myself...I’d go days and days without eating and when I did eat it was
something VERY VERY small....I did loose weight, but to me it didn’t seem
like much....I tried blaming my unhappiness on everything around me....
but there was only one person to blame and that was me....I was the only
person who could make me happy, but I couldn’t do it alone..I needed
help..I needed guidance....I needed to be back where I use to be....I
needed to start all over. Even now I still struggle with making myself
happy....just because I want to make sure everyone around me is happy,
but I know in due time I will get past this. Anyhow there is my testimony...It
may not seem like much, but I just want to let everyone know that there is
hope for everyone.... You may not feel like much, and you may not feel
worthy, but in Gods eyes you are...so no matter what people think about
you.... You just remember there is someone who cares about you more
than anyone on this Earth and that is God! You're not perfect, but that is
exactly what you want to be. I think the best way to end this would be to
type out the song that best fits me...It's exactly what I’m saying to the
Lord! Verse 1: Lord I'm coming to you today because I don't know what
else to do, but I always know that I can put my trust in you. There are so
many feelings inside of me oh Lord can't you see that you're the only one
who knows what I'm going through, I can't please anyone so I'll only try to
please the one who loves me inspite of everything I've done, and though I
sometimes feel I have let you down still do I not see a frown instead I see
the same sweet smile that tell me that its all worth while! Chorus: Cause
I'm not perfect, but that’s what I want to be a beautiful image in Gods eyes
created in his Majesty and though I sometimes fail and I sometimes fall his
love doesn’t change at all he's makin me a perfect upright image in his
eyes. Verse 2: When it seems like things could get no worse and it feels
like you have died it is then that you realize you're instincts have life and
when you're just about to reach your goal and you've given all your might,
suddenly you look up..Your goal is out of sight you are to get up, but your
body still stays...you're in the same place, but you're torn in different ways
which way do you go? To the left or the right? You only have to look up
cause help is in sight. Chorus 2: Cause you're not perfect, but that’s what
you want to be a beautiful image in Gods eyes created in his majesty and
though you sometimes fail and you sometimes fall his love doesn’t change
at all he’s making you a perfect upright image in his eyes. We're not
perfect, but thank God one of these days we shall be! May God Bless you
all, and just remember there is Hope In Christ!
Age: 17
Date: July 21, 2005
I've been debating on whether or not I should submit my testimony.... I
don't really see myself as having a testimony.... But a couple of my friends
told me that what I have to say might encourage someone else so.... Here
goes! My names Nicolette Griffith I am 17 years old and this is my
testimony. I was raised in a Christian home my entire Life.... Church, God
and Love are all I have ever known.... Growing up...I really didn't see
myself as much.... I mean I was never accepted by anyone...I had very few
friends and the ones that were suppose to Love me the most acted as if
they could care less. My dad has pastored most of my Life...I come from a
very sheltered home not being allowed to do awhole lot...that’s been a
struggle in itself.... Being a preacher’s kid you're always being compared
to others.... EVERYONE expects the world from you...you always seem to
be treated as if you're different...kids act as if they can't associate with
you because you wouldn’t understand! ...I mean after all you live this
sheltered Life...how could you?! Life started getting hard for me around
the age of 10 when I finally started understanding what it was like making
decisions on your own.... and of course having the consequences to pay
if they were the wrong ones. Since the age of 10 I guess you could say I
have never really been myself.... I've never opened up to people..... I
have NEVER let the real me show.... I didn't see the point...people only
wanted to put me down or so it seemed. I have ALWAYS loved to sing....
and my dads side of the family had a singing group, but I was never once
asked to sing...because I was never good enough...never have been and
probably never will be. I remember how I never made myself happy...I
always made sure everyone around me was happy first...I always put
everyone’s needs before mine.... and I guess that’s where all my
problems began....People started running over me, and of course I
allowed them to because I didn't care about myself...They sat standards
for me..... they were not standards I sat for my self, but standards set
FOR ME by other people.....I mean this was my life, but I allowed it to be
run by other people. Years went by, and things just always seemed to get
worse and worse...when I was 12...the church I used to attend decided
they all wanted to go to this little program at the church down the road
and it was there that I rededicated my Life to Christ......but.....A year or so
later I allowed the devil to creep in and I fell back on God....I still went to
church and I still acted as if I was doing wonderful, but deep down I was
crying out for attention...I was hoping and praying that somebody would
understand me....Just wishing that someone would listen to me and
accept me for me. When I was 15...just a couple months short of my
sixteenth birthday my dad stepped down as pastor from the church I spent
most of my Life in...the past nine years of my life were at that church....it
just seemed like the end of the road for me....I didn't want to go anywhere
else....I didn't want to try new churches....I mean....I thought my dad was
making the worse decisions ever and I blamed him for the hurt I felt. My
sister and I went away to Georgia for a week, and it helped us get our
mind offa things.. ya know like we could be who we wanted to be while we
were gone.....then of course that week had to end and back to reality.
The following Sunday my dad was asked to preach at the Pentecostal
Assembly so.. of course we went.....but we didn't want to. Anyhow
everytime daddy preached they always booked him over and over again....
my sister and I just hated the thoughts of going there.....we didn't have
anything against the church....it was the hurt and pain we felt from our old
church....we just felt like we'd be better off staying at home. Well they
ended up voting my daddy in as pastor the last Sunday in August and still
my sis and I gave our folks fits we didn't want to accept it.....we felt as if we
were being forced to go someplace we didn’t want. We finally came
around and slowly, but surely fell in Love with the people there...we met
some of the best folks ever and I met my very best friend to this day
there. I still struggled with low self-esteem....I seen myself as the ugliest
creature around....the fattest girl ever, and ugh I just hated myself.....I
finally got to the point of a depression....in December I began to starve
myself...I’d go days and days without eating and when I did eat it was
something VERY VERY small....I did loose weight, but to me it didn’t seem
like much....I tried blaming my unhappiness on everything around me....
but there was only one person to blame and that was me....I was the only
person who could make me happy, but I couldn’t do it alone..I needed
help..I needed guidance....I needed to be back where I use to be....I
needed to start all over. Even now I still struggle with making myself
happy....just because I want to make sure everyone around me is happy,
but I know in due time I will get past this. Anyhow there is my testimony...It
may not seem like much, but I just want to let everyone know that there is
hope for everyone.... You may not feel like much, and you may not feel
worthy, but in Gods eyes you are...so no matter what people think about
you.... You just remember there is someone who cares about you more
than anyone on this Earth and that is God! You're not perfect, but that is
exactly what you want to be. I think the best way to end this would be to
type out the song that best fits me...It's exactly what I’m saying to the
Lord! Verse 1: Lord I'm coming to you today because I don't know what
else to do, but I always know that I can put my trust in you. There are so
many feelings inside of me oh Lord can't you see that you're the only one
who knows what I'm going through, I can't please anyone so I'll only try to
please the one who loves me inspite of everything I've done, and though I
sometimes feel I have let you down still do I not see a frown instead I see
the same sweet smile that tell me that its all worth while! Chorus: Cause
I'm not perfect, but that’s what I want to be a beautiful image in Gods eyes
created in his Majesty and though I sometimes fail and I sometimes fall his
love doesn’t change at all he's makin me a perfect upright image in his
eyes. Verse 2: When it seems like things could get no worse and it feels
like you have died it is then that you realize you're instincts have life and
when you're just about to reach your goal and you've given all your might,
suddenly you look up..Your goal is out of sight you are to get up, but your
body still stays...you're in the same place, but you're torn in different ways
which way do you go? To the left or the right? You only have to look up
cause help is in sight. Chorus 2: Cause you're not perfect, but that’s what
you want to be a beautiful image in Gods eyes created in his majesty and
though you sometimes fail and you sometimes fall his love doesn’t change
at all he’s making you a perfect upright image in his eyes. We're not
perfect, but thank God one of these days we shall be! May God Bless you
all, and just remember there is Hope In Christ!
Name: Nicole
Age: 15
Date: August 2, 2005
I got saved when I was 13 years old. I also joined the church.
Age: 15
Date: August 2, 2005
I got saved when I was 13 years old. I also joined the church.
Name: Jeanette
Age: 16
Date: August 20, 2005
Well my name is Jeanette and I have about 5 to 6 months being saved.
Before I found God my life was miserable than ever. I had been in to
drugs, adultery, and much more things. I went down to the lowest levels in
my life up to the point that I wanted to kill myself because I had so many
problems. I would ask my mom to take me to church but I wouldn't go
because the devil would get to me first. Then I started have really bad
dreams to the point that I would wake up at 2 to 4 in the morning and I
would pray then go to sleep with my bible. One day I told my mom lets go
to church and we went. I was surprised that there were so many youth. So
I decided to go again and that second time I went, I went to the altar and
asked God to help me through my life. Then after church a brother from
church went up to me and told me about an "encounter" that was going to
come for the youth and I thought to my self this is it. I went to the
encounter (which is a camp for 3 days) and let me tell you its something
that I would want everyone to experience because that encounter
changed my life completely and now I serve God with everything I have
and I thank him for everything he's done to and for me because now my
whole family is saved thanks to God. Even though I have problems here
and there, I'm still happy and loving him because I know that if I beat the
devil and I pass over my problem. I am going to get touched greatly from
God. Just have faith in God and you'll see his glory!
Age: 16
Date: August 20, 2005
Well my name is Jeanette and I have about 5 to 6 months being saved.
Before I found God my life was miserable than ever. I had been in to
drugs, adultery, and much more things. I went down to the lowest levels in
my life up to the point that I wanted to kill myself because I had so many
problems. I would ask my mom to take me to church but I wouldn't go
because the devil would get to me first. Then I started have really bad
dreams to the point that I would wake up at 2 to 4 in the morning and I
would pray then go to sleep with my bible. One day I told my mom lets go
to church and we went. I was surprised that there were so many youth. So
I decided to go again and that second time I went, I went to the altar and
asked God to help me through my life. Then after church a brother from
church went up to me and told me about an "encounter" that was going to
come for the youth and I thought to my self this is it. I went to the
encounter (which is a camp for 3 days) and let me tell you its something
that I would want everyone to experience because that encounter
changed my life completely and now I serve God with everything I have
and I thank him for everything he's done to and for me because now my
whole family is saved thanks to God. Even though I have problems here
and there, I'm still happy and loving him because I know that if I beat the
devil and I pass over my problem. I am going to get touched greatly from
God. Just have faith in God and you'll see his glory!
Name: Ashley
Age: 14
Date: October 10, 2005
Hi everyone!! I just want to say that I thank the Lord for
his many blessings. I miss all of y’all and hope to see everyone up there
soon. God bless!!!
Age: 14
Date: October 10, 2005
Hi everyone!! I just want to say that I thank the Lord for
his many blessings. I miss all of y’all and hope to see everyone up there
soon. God bless!!!
Name: Mel
Age: 15
Date: November 1, 2005
I've been going through some stuff lately and I just thought that posting
my testimony might help other people. I was saved when I was
young...about 6. I didn't really understand it though. Through the years I
grew further and further away from God and I got involved with SI and
became depressed and had thoughts of suicide. Then the youth group
at my grandma's church announced a youth camp and I decided to go
(to get away from home, I had a pretty bad home life). Anyway, our
pastor was the pastor that preached there every year. The first night we
were there he preached about hell. It was then that I realized that I didn't
know where I was going...I was scared, basically. So I got saved that
night. It was awesome for a while...then I went through some times where
I thought I was being too serious of a Christian, and I believe that I was.
Well I've been struggling again with some stuff that I dealt with before I
was saved and now I need God more than ever. I know this may sound a
bit disjointed, but I just needed to let this all out. Thanks for listening.
Age: 15
Date: November 1, 2005
I've been going through some stuff lately and I just thought that posting
my testimony might help other people. I was saved when I was
young...about 6. I didn't really understand it though. Through the years I
grew further and further away from God and I got involved with SI and
became depressed and had thoughts of suicide. Then the youth group
at my grandma's church announced a youth camp and I decided to go
(to get away from home, I had a pretty bad home life). Anyway, our
pastor was the pastor that preached there every year. The first night we
were there he preached about hell. It was then that I realized that I didn't
know where I was going...I was scared, basically. So I got saved that
night. It was awesome for a while...then I went through some times where
I thought I was being too serious of a Christian, and I believe that I was.
Well I've been struggling again with some stuff that I dealt with before I
was saved and now I need God more than ever. I know this may sound a
bit disjointed, but I just needed to let this all out. Thanks for listening.
Name: Anna Smith
Age: 16
Date: November 3, 2005
I was born in Germany in October of 1989. My dad was in the army. We
moved around quite a bit. My dad got out of the Army when I was around
four years old. We moved to Carrollton where my mom’s parents were. I
remember my mom and dad fighting a lot while I was growing up. Then
when I was about seven years old my parents told me they were getting
a divorce. I don’t remember the exact day, or how they told me I just
remember them saying over and over that it wasn’t my fault. My dad had
gotten saved prior to this. So after the divorce I subconsciously thought
it was God’s fault they had gotten a divorce. I didn’t understand. Well a
few months or so went by and my mom introduced me to my soon to be
step-dad. My life turns into a blur between then and the age of ten. I
remember seeing my dad every other weekend and spending time with
him at basketball events; he was my basketball coach. Between this time
my dad found a girlfriend. Their first date was one of my basketball
games. I remember meeting her and thinking, “Cool.” I handed her my
jacket and we started the basketball game. When I was ten years old, my
dad had gotten settled in with a job where he didn’t have to travel a lot
and wanted to have joint custody of me with my mom. It was up to me
whatever I wanted to do. I was torn. I felt like I had to choose one of
them, my mom or my dad. I even got to the point where I prayed that one
of them would die so I didn't have to chose. My mom was telling me all
the things my dad had done in the past. Things a ten-year-old had no
business knowing. The influence my mom had on me caused me to
make the decision I ended up making. The court date came and decision
time was here. I went back into the Judge’s chamber and I told him what I
wanted. I wanted to stay with my mom. Looking back on it I do think I
made the wrong decision, but again I was ten. For the next two years I
thought about where I really needed to be. I remember the day I told my
mom I wanted to try joint custody. I was in the bathroom and she came in
there to tell me something. I said, with the door shut separating us, “I
think I want to try joint custody.” She didn’t say anything. I just heard her
footsteps as she walked out of the bathroom. I went looking for her. I
found my step-dad instead. He starting yelling at me, asking how could I
do something like this, my mom had always been there for me. I asked
where she was and he told me she was in her closet crying. I don’t
remember what I did then. The next thing I remember is signing the
Affidavit so I could have joint custody. I remember watching a cop drive
up in our driveway with the papers for my mom to sign. I hadn’t told her
about them. We went through a lot but she finally signed them. After
getting joint custody my step-dad ignored me. He wouldn’t even look at
me. Before when I lived full time with him he had been so good to me. He
had gotten me everything and treated me like his own kid. But after that
he wouldn’t even look me in the eye. I felt miserable when I went over
there. I stayed in my room the whole time. I always got a sick feeling
when it would come time for me to go back to my mom’s. Every time I left
she made me feel so guilty about not being able to see my sister for two
weeks. When I was 13 I decided I wanted to live with my dad full time. My
mom had no choice but to sign the papers because when I turned 14 I
would be able to choose where I wanted to live. So she signed them and
I moved in with my dad, step-mom and little brother. The next year I saw
my mom four times. My step-mom became my mother and I had started a
whole new life, but things from my mom’s were still haunting me. In 2004 I
went through seven months of counseling with a Christian counselor.
She helped me to know that my worth wasn’t found in what people
thought of me and how people treated me, it was found in God. She
helped me learn how to get over things I had been through. She showed
me how to set boundaries and even though I didn’t stick with some I set I
have stuck to a few. I got up the courage to call my mom late last year
and tell her that if my step-dad didn’t start talking to me I wouldn’t be
back over there. She talked to him and the next few times I came over
there were okay. But there was still something that wasn’t right. I was
going back and forth from two totally different life styles. At my dad’s it
was a good Christian environment… but at my mom’s it was total
opposite. My mom still made me feel bad in subtle ways and my step-dad
did talk to me, but you could tell it was for my mom. I had to decide what
was best for me. At the end of June I wrote my mom a letter telling her
how I felt about how she had treated me in the past. All the yelling, and
lying to me about my dad, the guilt she put on me about my little sister,
along with other things. It was the hardest decision I have ever made,
but I decided not to see her anymore until she got her life straight and
starting treating like I should be treated. Sometimes I do wonder if I made
the right decision, but I always think about my realtionship with God and
how it has grown and I know I did. When I got saved I promised God I
wouldn’t let anything hinder my walk with him. After I wrote the letter to
my mom the peace of God came over me. I've talked to her once since
then. She called me right before she got the letter so I read it to her over
the phone. She said some things to me that made me see through
everything… I saw the person she had become. She was no longer the
loving mother of my childhood she was hurting and taking it out on me. I
now live full time with my dad, step-mom Tina, and my little brother
Jordan. Even though these things did happen, I am still strong in God,
the one I know who will always love me. I still hurt at times. I want my
mom to be saved but until then I have to go on with my life. I love God
and thank him for everything he’s brought me through and even through
it all I continued, and will continue, to grow in God. The first time I
shouted in the spirit was when I was 13 at Piedmont Youth Camp. I got
the Holy Ghost with the evidence of speaking in tongues when I was 14
at my home church. That summer I gave up my pants, as a personal
conviction from God. I am now 16 years old. My dad’s a preacher. My
step-mom leads bible studies and volunteers at the Pregnancy
Resource Center. My little brother is three, and he's well... he's a mess! I
thank God for the family I have. I try to live every day for God and try to
be a living light to everyone I meet. At my high school, I help lead a bible
study along with my friend Stephanie. I help out at my church and
encourage the teens there to grow in God. I thank God for everything
he's done for me!
Age: 16
Date: November 3, 2005
I was born in Germany in October of 1989. My dad was in the army. We
moved around quite a bit. My dad got out of the Army when I was around
four years old. We moved to Carrollton where my mom’s parents were. I
remember my mom and dad fighting a lot while I was growing up. Then
when I was about seven years old my parents told me they were getting
a divorce. I don’t remember the exact day, or how they told me I just
remember them saying over and over that it wasn’t my fault. My dad had
gotten saved prior to this. So after the divorce I subconsciously thought
it was God’s fault they had gotten a divorce. I didn’t understand. Well a
few months or so went by and my mom introduced me to my soon to be
step-dad. My life turns into a blur between then and the age of ten. I
remember seeing my dad every other weekend and spending time with
him at basketball events; he was my basketball coach. Between this time
my dad found a girlfriend. Their first date was one of my basketball
games. I remember meeting her and thinking, “Cool.” I handed her my
jacket and we started the basketball game. When I was ten years old, my
dad had gotten settled in with a job where he didn’t have to travel a lot
and wanted to have joint custody of me with my mom. It was up to me
whatever I wanted to do. I was torn. I felt like I had to choose one of
them, my mom or my dad. I even got to the point where I prayed that one
of them would die so I didn't have to chose. My mom was telling me all
the things my dad had done in the past. Things a ten-year-old had no
business knowing. The influence my mom had on me caused me to
make the decision I ended up making. The court date came and decision
time was here. I went back into the Judge’s chamber and I told him what I
wanted. I wanted to stay with my mom. Looking back on it I do think I
made the wrong decision, but again I was ten. For the next two years I
thought about where I really needed to be. I remember the day I told my
mom I wanted to try joint custody. I was in the bathroom and she came in
there to tell me something. I said, with the door shut separating us, “I
think I want to try joint custody.” She didn’t say anything. I just heard her
footsteps as she walked out of the bathroom. I went looking for her. I
found my step-dad instead. He starting yelling at me, asking how could I
do something like this, my mom had always been there for me. I asked
where she was and he told me she was in her closet crying. I don’t
remember what I did then. The next thing I remember is signing the
Affidavit so I could have joint custody. I remember watching a cop drive
up in our driveway with the papers for my mom to sign. I hadn’t told her
about them. We went through a lot but she finally signed them. After
getting joint custody my step-dad ignored me. He wouldn’t even look at
me. Before when I lived full time with him he had been so good to me. He
had gotten me everything and treated me like his own kid. But after that
he wouldn’t even look me in the eye. I felt miserable when I went over
there. I stayed in my room the whole time. I always got a sick feeling
when it would come time for me to go back to my mom’s. Every time I left
she made me feel so guilty about not being able to see my sister for two
weeks. When I was 13 I decided I wanted to live with my dad full time. My
mom had no choice but to sign the papers because when I turned 14 I
would be able to choose where I wanted to live. So she signed them and
I moved in with my dad, step-mom and little brother. The next year I saw
my mom four times. My step-mom became my mother and I had started a
whole new life, but things from my mom’s were still haunting me. In 2004 I
went through seven months of counseling with a Christian counselor.
She helped me to know that my worth wasn’t found in what people
thought of me and how people treated me, it was found in God. She
helped me learn how to get over things I had been through. She showed
me how to set boundaries and even though I didn’t stick with some I set I
have stuck to a few. I got up the courage to call my mom late last year
and tell her that if my step-dad didn’t start talking to me I wouldn’t be
back over there. She talked to him and the next few times I came over
there were okay. But there was still something that wasn’t right. I was
going back and forth from two totally different life styles. At my dad’s it
was a good Christian environment… but at my mom’s it was total
opposite. My mom still made me feel bad in subtle ways and my step-dad
did talk to me, but you could tell it was for my mom. I had to decide what
was best for me. At the end of June I wrote my mom a letter telling her
how I felt about how she had treated me in the past. All the yelling, and
lying to me about my dad, the guilt she put on me about my little sister,
along with other things. It was the hardest decision I have ever made,
but I decided not to see her anymore until she got her life straight and
starting treating like I should be treated. Sometimes I do wonder if I made
the right decision, but I always think about my realtionship with God and
how it has grown and I know I did. When I got saved I promised God I
wouldn’t let anything hinder my walk with him. After I wrote the letter to
my mom the peace of God came over me. I've talked to her once since
then. She called me right before she got the letter so I read it to her over
the phone. She said some things to me that made me see through
everything… I saw the person she had become. She was no longer the
loving mother of my childhood she was hurting and taking it out on me. I
now live full time with my dad, step-mom Tina, and my little brother
Jordan. Even though these things did happen, I am still strong in God,
the one I know who will always love me. I still hurt at times. I want my
mom to be saved but until then I have to go on with my life. I love God
and thank him for everything he’s brought me through and even through
it all I continued, and will continue, to grow in God. The first time I
shouted in the spirit was when I was 13 at Piedmont Youth Camp. I got
the Holy Ghost with the evidence of speaking in tongues when I was 14
at my home church. That summer I gave up my pants, as a personal
conviction from God. I am now 16 years old. My dad’s a preacher. My
step-mom leads bible studies and volunteers at the Pregnancy
Resource Center. My little brother is three, and he's well... he's a mess! I
thank God for the family I have. I try to live every day for God and try to
be a living light to everyone I meet. At my high school, I help lead a bible
study along with my friend Stephanie. I help out at my church and
encourage the teens there to grow in God. I thank God for everything
he's done for me!
Name: Ashley
Age: 17
Date: November 7, 2005
On the way back from the Youth Leadership Conference, we were
about 1 hour from home. It had been a very long day since we where
coming from Georgia and going to Virginia. We started going up Fancy
Gap Mountain, and our van started going slower and slower so we
pulled over on the side of the interstate. When we did the van started to
smoke a little, nothing major. The temp. gauge for the transmission was
very high, the transmission had overheated. Crystal our youth leader
tried to start the van, after about 15 minutes of just sitting there. The
van started but died. We all decided that we needed to pray for the van
to start because it was about 11:30 p.m. and we all had school the next
day. Well we started to pray and the Holy Spirit just fell and we all
started crying and just worshipping the lord. After about thirty minutes
of very hard prayer Crystal tried to start the van again and it started
and the temp. gauge was where it was supposed to be. We started
home again. The whole way home we prayed, cried and praised the
lord for what he had done. We went around the van and told our
burdens we have been carrying, and just had a good worship service in
the back of that van. When we got home we were so on fire for god that
all we could do was to go in the house and pray. We prayed for about
30 minutes non-stop. Ashley Hedgepeth's Grand father owned the van.
About 2 months ago he passed away. Ashley said that about 10
seconds before Crystal stared the van, she saw Jack (her grandfather)
standing at the front of the van and that he had said that everything
would be alright and that he was going to fix the van. The rest of the
way home the temp. gauge never moved we didn’t have any more
problems. Now we all have such a fire in our souls that we cant hold it
in. Now we are going to start a youth led prayer meeting before church
on Sundays and a bible study. I just want to thank God for all he did for
us that weekend.
Age: 17
Date: November 7, 2005
On the way back from the Youth Leadership Conference, we were
about 1 hour from home. It had been a very long day since we where
coming from Georgia and going to Virginia. We started going up Fancy
Gap Mountain, and our van started going slower and slower so we
pulled over on the side of the interstate. When we did the van started to
smoke a little, nothing major. The temp. gauge for the transmission was
very high, the transmission had overheated. Crystal our youth leader
tried to start the van, after about 15 minutes of just sitting there. The
van started but died. We all decided that we needed to pray for the van
to start because it was about 11:30 p.m. and we all had school the next
day. Well we started to pray and the Holy Spirit just fell and we all
started crying and just worshipping the lord. After about thirty minutes
of very hard prayer Crystal tried to start the van again and it started
and the temp. gauge was where it was supposed to be. We started
home again. The whole way home we prayed, cried and praised the
lord for what he had done. We went around the van and told our
burdens we have been carrying, and just had a good worship service in
the back of that van. When we got home we were so on fire for god that
all we could do was to go in the house and pray. We prayed for about
30 minutes non-stop. Ashley Hedgepeth's Grand father owned the van.
About 2 months ago he passed away. Ashley said that about 10
seconds before Crystal stared the van, she saw Jack (her grandfather)
standing at the front of the van and that he had said that everything
would be alright and that he was going to fix the van. The rest of the
way home the temp. gauge never moved we didn’t have any more
problems. Now we all have such a fire in our souls that we cant hold it
in. Now we are going to start a youth led prayer meeting before church
on Sundays and a bible study. I just want to thank God for all he did for
us that weekend.
Name: Michelle
Age: 12
Date: December 30, 2005
I thank the Lord for my family and friends.
Age: 12
Date: December 30, 2005
I thank the Lord for my family and friends.
Name: Nicole
Age: 16
Date: June 1, 2006
I'm Nicole, and I have announced my calling to preach. I just want to
say that no matter what goes wrong in your life, the worst thing you
can do is give up. I feel like God has a calling for everyone.
Remember, when things get rough you have to keep moving on.
When I was about 13 my dad passed away. It seemed like my life was
over, but I asked God to help me with the grieving. A few weeks later
everything was back to normal. Then my grandfather died a few weeks
after my dad. So, always remember that God always makes a way.
Age: 16
Date: June 1, 2006
I'm Nicole, and I have announced my calling to preach. I just want to
say that no matter what goes wrong in your life, the worst thing you
can do is give up. I feel like God has a calling for everyone.
Remember, when things get rough you have to keep moving on.
When I was about 13 my dad passed away. It seemed like my life was
over, but I asked God to help me with the grieving. A few weeks later
everything was back to normal. Then my grandfather died a few weeks
after my dad. So, always remember that God always makes a way.
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