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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 11:15 am
 A place where you can share what the Lords done in your life.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:25 am
I'd like to give one.
Back when I was 19 years old and I first joined the Navy, God touched me in a way that I will never forget as long as I lived. Basic training was pure torture to me, so far away from home, no one I knew, strict rules, people constantly keeping their eye on you and punishing you for the smallest thing. Trying to break you down so they could build you back up so to speak.
Well I felt God there, I attended church service at the chapel every Sunday morning during holiday routine except for a couple of times when I needed to do something important. (Bootcamp was pretty hectic and there was alot we had to do in alittle amount of time.) I helped out nearly every Friday when I was allowed to do so and went down to the chapel and cleaned and used it as a chance to get away from all of the stress and anxiety I felt being where I was. Well God brought people to me, used me to preach his word. I was allowed to conduct a small sermon and prayer some nights for the rest of the group and nearly every night after we'd gone to bed, some of us would sneak out of our bunks and hold a small bible study near the back. Sure it was against the rules but it was for God and his will is much more important than that of anything demanded by men. I made it through though, to where I am today. I am home again finally, in the reserves and what seemed like a lifetime then passed in only a few short weeks. But that is my testimony and one I preached at my uncle's funeral because it fell upon my heart to do so. That is why noone can ever tell me God does not exist, he lives in all of us and he does lift us up when the fires of hell flicker at our feet.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 1:04 pm
Drizzt88 I'd like to give one. Back when I was 19 years old and I first joined the Navy, God touched me in a way that I will never forget as long as I lived. Basic training was pure torture to me, so far away from home, no one I knew, strict rules, people constantly keeping their eye on you and punishing you for the smallest thing. Trying to break you down so they could build you back up so to speak. Well I felt God there, I attended church service at the chapel every Sunday morning during holiday routine except for a couple of times when I needed to do something important. (Bootcamp was pretty hectic and there was alot we had to do in alittle amount of time.) I helped out nearly every Friday when I was allowed to do so and went down to the chapel and cleaned and used it as a chance to get away from all of the stress and anxiety I felt being where I was. Well God brought people to me, used me to preach his word. I was allowed to conduct a small sermon and prayer some nights for the rest of the group and nearly every night after we'd gone to bed, some of us would sneak out of our bunks and hold a small bible study near the back. Sure it was against the rules but it was for God and his will is much more important than that of anything demanded by men. I made it through though, to where I am today. I am home again finally, in the reserves and what seemed like a lifetime then passed in only a few short weeks. But that is my testimony and one I preached at my uncle's funeral because it fell upon my heart to do so. That is why noone can ever tell me God does not exist, he lives in all of us and he does lift us up when the fires of hell flicker at our feet. amen brother
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:38 pm
It isn't vast or grand as some of the stories I have heard about people being touched by God but it's mine and it's personal and that's what makes it special to me. It's real.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 12:46 pm
all testimonies are wonderful...because they show God working ^^
mine is this
i will simplify
for most of my adolescent to teen life I have found that i know more things than the rest of my peers...not like super math, but questions on life, on problems, i also seem to put myself into a scenario that someone tells me and see what the problem is...and how to fix it or point the way
I now know that that is the gift of wisdom...one of nine gifts of the holy spirit...with it and my feelings of compassion God has used me to physically save someones life while he worked in them spiritually
1st: i met a boy with a troubled life, all problems are confidential
he couldn't swim...and he feel in a river rapid.....I pulled him out.
2nd and 3rd: were girls who tried to kill themselves...I stopped it...but the 3rd girl has shown no spiritual improvement...pray for her.
and the 4th: a girl...all alone...in the gym...I felt it...sorrow, confusion, anger...and i ministered to her...right there for all to see...others started to join in as i spoke about Moses and God's love (a total of 6 people were listening either from sitting next to me...or listening from afar and paying attention)
now a friend's parents are threatening divorce so she looked to me to point her in the right direction (mine are divorced) i just gave her scripture and tonight she should text me with her reply about them.
and yet another is angry at God for something horrible in her past...she isn't listening to me...so i cant point her to him pray for them two.
and that is it so far...im only 17...my story has just begun.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 2:26 pm
This is how i came to kow the Lord:
I grew up in a christian home, so i knew the Bible but it just never really hit me that it applied to me, I said I was saved but i never really was.
At the age of 8 we started going to Awana, and i heard Romans 3:23 "for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God"
and Romans 6:23 " for the wages of Sin is death but three gift of Gor in eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord"
So i knew that i was a sinner and that i was going to hell, and i was scared.
One night on the way home from Church, my mom noticed that i wasn't talking much so she saked if i was ok, I told her i wanted to talk to her when we got home.
I to her once we were home that i didn't want to go to Hell, she shared the gospel with me and told me John 3:16 " for God so loved the world that He gave his only begotten son that whoever believes in Him shall not parish but have everlasting life"
That night i got saved, and now the Lord is calling me into full time missions.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 8:31 pm
captain_joel This is how i came to kow the Lord: I grew up in a christian home, so i knew the Bible but it just never really hit me that it applied to me, I said I was saved but i never really was. At the age of 8 we started going to Awana, and i heard Romans 3:23 "for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God" and Romans 6:23 " for the wages of Sin is death but three gift of Gor in eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord" So i knew that i was a sinner and that i was going to hell, and i was scared. One night on the way home from Church, my mom noticed that i wasn't talking much so she saked if i was ok, I told her i wanted to talk to her when we got home. I to her once we were home that i didn't want to go to Hell, she shared the gospel with me and told me John 3:16 " for God so loved the world that He gave his only begotten son that whoever believes in Him shall not parish but have everlasting life" That night i got saved, and now the Lord is calling me into full time missions. that was similar to me i grew up in a christian home but i never really knew what god was spiritually and mentally untill i was 9 or 10 i started letting my mind open up last year i got baptized in water but not baptized in the holy spirit yet
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