Thursday, July 07, 2005

My Short Testimony

I went to Mexico my sophomore year of High School for a missions trip. Most of the time I spent painting a church with some other people. It was a really neat experience. I decided to go on the trip because my girlfriend wanted to go so I decided I would go too so we could make out in Mexico, or at least hang out away from home. Well that was not what God had in mind.

Every Friday we met in a small room that could fit about 50 people but there were way more and we all worshipped together in that small room. It had a hardwood floor and there was a band jammed against a wall playing worship songs. There were chairs lined very tightly together and we worshipped there every Friday night.

During the trip many of my friends had been praying for my salvation, and God heard their prayers. I went on the trip knowing that to be saved, I had to ask for forgiveness from God, and that is what I did every night of the trip. I asked God over and over for forgiveness. But there was something missing and I knew it.

By the last night I started to know the songs by heart, because the band played the same few songs the whole trip. I remember a lot of us were on our knees and so I followed people in doing that.

And I asked God over and over again "forgive me God, forgive me God, forgive me." That night I thought was going to pass without God forgiving me, but he had already forgiven me many times, I didn’t know it though.
After a lot of prayer the band had everyone pray for each other or to themselves and most of us were on our knees. I was praying and kneeling, looking to the floor asking for forgiveness when someone screamed JESUS! I finally understood that I was forgiven and now I accepted Jesus into my life and thanked and praised him, he humbled me like never before or since and I could not stop crying for what seemed like a half hour.
What happened that night can be summed up in one verse and it is one of my favorite verses. Revelation 3:20 Behold I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and will dine with him, and he with Me.

That night Jesus knocked on the door to my heart, he came to me to save me and I finally heard his voice and asked him into my heart.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Hebrews 12:1

There are so many witnesses surrounding us, and sometimes we never get an opportunity to share with those we know. This website gives people an opportunity to share their testimonies with the cloud of witnesses that is surrounding us.