My Testimony Pt. 4

Now, this instruction to wait had thrown me. It felt like being slapped awake after being caught sleepwalking. I thought I was doing what God wanted me to do. Did I really make this all up, telling people that that school was where I was called to go? Who was the voice in my head that was urging me on? What was I missing? Where did I go wrong? Read more

My Testimony Pt. 3

In high school, I was one of those kids in youth group that answered all the questions and still brought an actual Bible to service instead of using the app. The front row of the youth room apparently had some kind of curse on it, but I wasn’t afraid and purposely sat there to be different. When the youth pastor asked for a volunteer, I learned that sometimes if I just waited, someone else would raise their hand before me. I served on at least one auxiliary at all times and was there early for every service. Read more

My Testimony Pt. 2

I believe that from the moment I prayed that prayer, my salvation–my relationship with God–became my responsibility, even though I was only eight. I didn’t realize it then, but I had called out to my Creator and He hears when we call. I didn’t fully comprehend what I was asking, but there must have been enough faith behind my prayer to get His attention. Read more