PrayerWarr1or
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Testimonial from a Prayer Warrior
Back when I may have been known as the vermin I would have revelled in the opportunity to talk about myself, However these days I find it easier to only speak when God wants me to.
The mouth is an open sepulcher I read in scripture once. And much like a verminous creature I had a lot of garbage to say.Yes, the enemy had me filled with some asenine things, and God more recently has made me aware of that myself.
Before I go any further I must ask the Lord to let it be His words that come and not my own. Amen....
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Saved by Jesus Christ: Nov 2007
Yes, November 2007 is my awesome time of death and resurrection at 20 years old. its funny though; I was officially saved only at that point. however as I grew up I remember many moments of loving God.
I watched preachers in the early morning hours before school I remember my heart crying out for the Lord. But the problem was all I heard about was God back then. "Thank you God for breakthrough attendance at our new church!" was the routine praises, but never once did I hear about Jesus Christ.
Going through school I grew even more cold and isolated than the year before. I looked at other people in the eyes and I hated them for their shortcomings even though I was not myself perfect.
Considering myself one of the smartest people I could know, I declared myself a proud atheist. Just look at the world and all of the hostility bound unto me and others! Clearly there simply wasn't a God. I believed firmly in the principles of science and logic.
Life was stagnant after high school and I was hardly a well motivated individual. I worked at walmart doing menial back room chores no others wanted to do. My body ached from being on my feet all day and I was mentally without rest as well.
I found the weight of the world enclosing on me living in my one bedroom studio apartment completely alone. I was dead in all aspects. The apartment had become a sty given the fact that I couldn't move from my laborious days of work to clean it. At least that was my excuse at the time.
The enemy gripped all parts of me, and I lain myself in bed at night thinking of ways to escape. "What kind of world is this that I should live in? A world where all are slaves to money?"
This fact repeated in my head at work and home and eventually I became very suicidal. I simply could find no other way out of this world's endless slavery.
It hadn't come to that yet but it was getting close as days came toward winter. As my job started to cut my hours and my eviction became imminent I began to let my mind roam free during my short days.
The Lord comes in like a glowing ember. Soon it consumes my soul...I noticed a foreign and unknown feeling inside me when I walked next to the wal mart religious book section, specifically the books about Jesus Christ? Who really is this religious figure I've heard of time and time again in my youth?
Furthermore, I read books about people who experienced hell and heaven through near death experiences and other divine interventions. In the early morning hours I find myself glued to the shows I once considered so boring as they talked about and praised the Lord with exuberance.
A feeling of overwhelming helplessness and desire consumed me at that morning moment. "Jesus!!I need you NOW!! Please save me from hell and this world I'm stuck inside!!"
It was a joyous cry aloud and as I declared Jesus Christ my personal saviour I began to change. I couldn't feel it at first but over time he slowly changed me into a completely different person.
There were still so many lows...anger flowed from my soul shortly after I was saved because I didn't understand how God could put his children in this world in such a role of hardships. Years later I found myself at rock bottom and I completely questioned God's existence.
The enemy threw me for a big loop and as His mercy is so great I found myself soon reassured by His holy spirit itself. I got help several years ago from a few members of this website in the chat room who prayed for the enemy to let me go.
I could physically and mentally feel their prayers through the holy spirit. It was the warmest feeling I had felt at that point. The holy spirit; God himself healed me despite the doubt I threw at his face. I learned over time even lately how much this grace of His is undeserved on my end.
I am here to serve in these days, I feel He has heavily laid this on my heart. I have a long way to go, but I am excited to see where the Lord takes me from here. Praise God simply......
Eternally thank you Father.
Back when I may have been known as the vermin I would have revelled in the opportunity to talk about myself, However these days I find it easier to only speak when God wants me to.
The mouth is an open sepulcher I read in scripture once. And much like a verminous creature I had a lot of garbage to say.Yes, the enemy had me filled with some asenine things, and God more recently has made me aware of that myself.
Before I go any further I must ask the Lord to let it be His words that come and not my own. Amen....
*******************************************
Saved by Jesus Christ: Nov 2007
Yes, November 2007 is my awesome time of death and resurrection at 20 years old. its funny though; I was officially saved only at that point. however as I grew up I remember many moments of loving God.
I watched preachers in the early morning hours before school I remember my heart crying out for the Lord. But the problem was all I heard about was God back then. "Thank you God for breakthrough attendance at our new church!" was the routine praises, but never once did I hear about Jesus Christ.
Going through school I grew even more cold and isolated than the year before. I looked at other people in the eyes and I hated them for their shortcomings even though I was not myself perfect.
Considering myself one of the smartest people I could know, I declared myself a proud atheist. Just look at the world and all of the hostility bound unto me and others! Clearly there simply wasn't a God. I believed firmly in the principles of science and logic.
Life was stagnant after high school and I was hardly a well motivated individual. I worked at walmart doing menial back room chores no others wanted to do. My body ached from being on my feet all day and I was mentally without rest as well.
I found the weight of the world enclosing on me living in my one bedroom studio apartment completely alone. I was dead in all aspects. The apartment had become a sty given the fact that I couldn't move from my laborious days of work to clean it. At least that was my excuse at the time.
The enemy gripped all parts of me, and I lain myself in bed at night thinking of ways to escape. "What kind of world is this that I should live in? A world where all are slaves to money?"
This fact repeated in my head at work and home and eventually I became very suicidal. I simply could find no other way out of this world's endless slavery.
It hadn't come to that yet but it was getting close as days came toward winter. As my job started to cut my hours and my eviction became imminent I began to let my mind roam free during my short days.
The Lord comes in like a glowing ember. Soon it consumes my soul...I noticed a foreign and unknown feeling inside me when I walked next to the wal mart religious book section, specifically the books about Jesus Christ? Who really is this religious figure I've heard of time and time again in my youth?
Furthermore, I read books about people who experienced hell and heaven through near death experiences and other divine interventions. In the early morning hours I find myself glued to the shows I once considered so boring as they talked about and praised the Lord with exuberance.
A feeling of overwhelming helplessness and desire consumed me at that morning moment. "Jesus!!I need you NOW!! Please save me from hell and this world I'm stuck inside!!"
It was a joyous cry aloud and as I declared Jesus Christ my personal saviour I began to change. I couldn't feel it at first but over time he slowly changed me into a completely different person.
There were still so many lows...anger flowed from my soul shortly after I was saved because I didn't understand how God could put his children in this world in such a role of hardships. Years later I found myself at rock bottom and I completely questioned God's existence.
The enemy threw me for a big loop and as His mercy is so great I found myself soon reassured by His holy spirit itself. I got help several years ago from a few members of this website in the chat room who prayed for the enemy to let me go.
I could physically and mentally feel their prayers through the holy spirit. It was the warmest feeling I had felt at that point. The holy spirit; God himself healed me despite the doubt I threw at his face. I learned over time even lately how much this grace of His is undeserved on my end.
I am here to serve in these days, I feel He has heavily laid this on my heart. I have a long way to go, but I am excited to see where the Lord takes me from here. Praise God simply......
Eternally thank you Father.
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