Cody
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Ive shared this before but maybe it will help someone new.
When I was a little kid, I always thought I believed in God. My friend told me that if I would pray to God, I would be saved. Well, I did and I went all through my childhood thinking I was saved. My mom and dad never went to church, so the only time I went to church was on Easter. Then one day my grandparents started going back to church. They called my house and invited me to go to church with them. So I started going to church every sunday with them. There would be days I hated to go. I thought church was boring and I would always try to think of some excuse not to go, but thankfully my mom made me go. I didn't like her telling me what to do then, but later I would find out that she was doing the biggest favor she would ever do for me in my life.
One day I was sitting down, listening to the preacher preach like always. He started preaching and I my heart began to feel heavy. I started to realize that I really wasn't saved. Jesus spoke to my heart that night and told me that if I didn't get saved, I was going to hell. The preacher gave an altar call for anyone who was lost. I thought about going up there, but then I got nervous and thought that people would laugh at me. The altar call ended and the preacher dismissed church. My mom and I got in her car to go home. As we was driving away from church, I bursted out in tears. I told my mom that God spoke to me and I needed to get saved because I was lost. So the next sunday I went to church. I sat down in my seat and the preacher started to preach. I was shaking in my seat because I knew he was going to give an altar call. I was so scared to go up there, but I know that if I didn't go that night, I might not have another chance because death may come for anyone at anytime. The preacher got done preaching and said that he was going to give an altar call and that anyone could come if they felt that they needed to be saved. I remember getting up out of my seat and taking the first step. The first step was so hard, but after the first step, I felt that I was being carried up to the altar. I could not feel my legs when I was walking up to the altar. I bent down at the altar and began to cry. I prayed to Jesus that he would save me. All of my church was at the altar praying for me, including my grandpa. When I got done praying, I stood up with tears in my eyes. I felt that God had took my heavy heart and lightened it. It was the best feeling in the world, it was unexplainable. My grandpa gave me a hug and I saw that everyone was in tears. The preacher asked me if I was lost and I proudly said "Not anymore."
After that day, every sunday I would want to go to church because it was a blessing to me to hear God's word. Going to church also helps me get by in my life. Praying has also helped me get threw a lot of life's troubles. It feels good to know that I have someone to talk to anytime I want. I can talk to God about anything and he always helps me. Getting saved doesn't mean you are going to be a perfect Christian afterwards, but it makes you want to strive to be a better person. I hope my testimony may of helped you and remember, no matter who you are or what you have done in the past, God will forgive you because he loves all his children. If you do not go to church ask a friend or a family member if they would take you sometime. I know it may be boring at first, but one day God will speak to your heart. No, I am not saying he will physically talk to you, but you will know when he speaks to you. If you have any questions at all do not hesitate to ask me. Thanks for reading what I had to say.
God Bless
When I was a little kid, I always thought I believed in God. My friend told me that if I would pray to God, I would be saved. Well, I did and I went all through my childhood thinking I was saved. My mom and dad never went to church, so the only time I went to church was on Easter. Then one day my grandparents started going back to church. They called my house and invited me to go to church with them. So I started going to church every sunday with them. There would be days I hated to go. I thought church was boring and I would always try to think of some excuse not to go, but thankfully my mom made me go. I didn't like her telling me what to do then, but later I would find out that she was doing the biggest favor she would ever do for me in my life.
One day I was sitting down, listening to the preacher preach like always. He started preaching and I my heart began to feel heavy. I started to realize that I really wasn't saved. Jesus spoke to my heart that night and told me that if I didn't get saved, I was going to hell. The preacher gave an altar call for anyone who was lost. I thought about going up there, but then I got nervous and thought that people would laugh at me. The altar call ended and the preacher dismissed church. My mom and I got in her car to go home. As we was driving away from church, I bursted out in tears. I told my mom that God spoke to me and I needed to get saved because I was lost. So the next sunday I went to church. I sat down in my seat and the preacher started to preach. I was shaking in my seat because I knew he was going to give an altar call. I was so scared to go up there, but I know that if I didn't go that night, I might not have another chance because death may come for anyone at anytime. The preacher got done preaching and said that he was going to give an altar call and that anyone could come if they felt that they needed to be saved. I remember getting up out of my seat and taking the first step. The first step was so hard, but after the first step, I felt that I was being carried up to the altar. I could not feel my legs when I was walking up to the altar. I bent down at the altar and began to cry. I prayed to Jesus that he would save me. All of my church was at the altar praying for me, including my grandpa. When I got done praying, I stood up with tears in my eyes. I felt that God had took my heavy heart and lightened it. It was the best feeling in the world, it was unexplainable. My grandpa gave me a hug and I saw that everyone was in tears. The preacher asked me if I was lost and I proudly said "Not anymore."
After that day, every sunday I would want to go to church because it was a blessing to me to hear God's word. Going to church also helps me get by in my life. Praying has also helped me get threw a lot of life's troubles. It feels good to know that I have someone to talk to anytime I want. I can talk to God about anything and he always helps me. Getting saved doesn't mean you are going to be a perfect Christian afterwards, but it makes you want to strive to be a better person. I hope my testimony may of helped you and remember, no matter who you are or what you have done in the past, God will forgive you because he loves all his children. If you do not go to church ask a friend or a family member if they would take you sometime. I know it may be boring at first, but one day God will speak to your heart. No, I am not saying he will physically talk to you, but you will know when he speaks to you. If you have any questions at all do not hesitate to ask me. Thanks for reading what I had to say.
God Bless
Calluna
