God Had to Show Me That I Was Not a Good Person My name is Ken Keim, and this is my story.I did not grow up in a Christian home. My dad left my mom when I was very young, and they eventually were divorced. I lived with my mom for a few years after my dad left, but by … Read More
Be Still and Know That I Am God
-Barb Keim
-Barb Keim
Be Still and Know That I Am God My name is Barb Keim, and this is my story.All my life I attended church. I was baptized and confirmed. I enjoyed some of the hymns and would try to read my Bible. But I did not understand what I read. I joined Bible studies, but I was often pre-occupied with other … Read More
Why Is It Such Good News?
-Crystal
-Crystal
Why Is It Such Good News? My name is Crystal, and this is my story.I was baptized as a baby and attended a private school for the first half of my grade school years; then in 6th grade, I began attending public school: Eyer Middle School and then Emmaus High School. Half way through high school, my athletic participation came … Read More
Pride in Christ
-Diane Hegedus
-Diane Hegedus
Originally, my family and I are from Albania, a country in Europe. During the time my parents were growing up, there was religious anarchy, and the nation was predominantly split into two denominations, Catholic and Muslim. Catholics didn’t associate with Muslims, and Muslims didn’t associate with Catholics. If you were anything other than Catholic or Muslim, neither would associate with you! My parents were more than lost when it came to what and who God was, so they decided to just believe there was a God, but not follow a particular religion.
From Daily Dissection to Divine Direction
-Lino Zarrillo
-Lino Zarrillo
There have been, on occasion in my life, and I am sure in yours, certain moments in time when a word or group of words cannot be uttered. Oh, we may attempt to muster the effort – maybe even use facial expressions as a type of “visual aid,” but try as we might, words fail us from time to time! In my life it happened twice. My name is Lino Zarrillo, and this is my story.
I Was an Abortion Clinic Nurse.
Would God Let Me Into Heaven?
-Cindy Pierfy
Would God Let Me Into Heaven?
-Cindy Pierfy
Most people think that they will get to Heaven because they are good people and have not done anything “really” bad, like murder someone. In my case, however, as a registered nurse working in an abortion clinic, I was responsible for assisting in the abortion of several hundred babies. I had personally convinced many of these girls/women that this was their best option and was directly responsible for pushing them forward in having the abortion. I WAS AN ACCOMPLICE TO MURDER.
I Just Said “Yes!”
-Brian Fetterman
-Brian Fetterman
My name is Brian Fetterman, and this is my story. I had been feeling dissatisfied for a while. By anyone’s account, I should have been happy. I had a good job, a nice house, and a loving wife, and was by most measures successful. But I was becoming more and more discontented, not with my situation or status, but with myself.
Whatever Satan Told Me To Do,
I Did
-Sam Blair
I Did
-Sam Blair
I was a man filled with sin until I invited the Lord Jesus Christ into my heart when I was 72 years old, and my life was changed forever. I was saved by his precious blood, and I know I have been forgiven of my sins and, by his grace, I will spend eternity with him.
Episcopal Church, Russian Orthodox, United Church of Christ: All Are Empty Labels
-Michael Brooks
-Michael Brooks
My name is Michael Brooks, and this is my story. I was baptized as an infant in the Episcopal Church. My mother and my aunt served on the Altar Guild. They were both key in the coffee hour following services each Sunday. My uncle Roy sang in the choir and was the church sextant. So, as a boy, I thought I was well connected, and due to my family’s contributions to the church, we were good people, and of course, heaven-bound due to our good works.
There Has to Be More to Life Than This
-Michelle Zarrillo
-Michelle Zarrillo
My name is Michelle Zarrillo, and this is my story. All my life, I was told that Jesus died for the sins of the world, but I had tremendous guilt about my own sin. I lacked peace; I had anger and felt a great sense of emptiness. I thought that achievement would heal the pain.