I have a story to tell you.
A story with its broken, unpolished, in-between messy bits peaking out - as it should be. The beauty in telling these raw stories is that what once was in the dark is brought into light. There is something truly freeing about that, it's completely unbinding, and it cheers your soul that you are free to be. Free to be you, the unedited, authentic version of you. [...]
EDITOR’S NOTE: God gives each and every person specific gifts in order to demonstrate who He is and bring Him glory. Through Hannah, He has given her the gift of poetry and writing. Here is her testimony in the form of a beautiful poem. Exodus The call of the void once drew me so [...]
There is a testimony that we all share in Christ and it is this: by grace through faith we are saved and have eternal life. This is possible only through the sacrifice that Jesus made on the cross for us. [...]
When I was 20 years old, I was committed to a Christian girl and we loved each other. After two years of dating, she started to get depressed and I severely underestimated how serious it was, while overestimating how much I could help her myself. When I finally tried to step away so that she could seek help without being a distraction, she nearly took her life in her dorm before an RA and I broke down the door.
"If a man says, I love God, and hates his brother, he is a liar: for he that loves not his brother whom he has seen, how can he love God whom he has not seen?" (1 John 4:20).
'Brother' is my personal testimony, translated into song, of how Jesus delivered me from hatred. I held a grudge against my brother where I didn't speak to him for 5 long years (although we lived in the same house!). This grudge caused a ripple in my family, brought my mother and sisters many tears, damaged friendships and put a damper on countless holidays. But one day, Jesus spoke to my heart and told me that it was time to end this grudge. My family, and I, were at morning prayer at my church. After prayer ended, I stood before the congregation and addressed my brother who was sitting in the pews. I looked him in the eyes for the first time in what seemed like an eternity, and I said to him just 5 words... "I'm sorry. Please forgive me." I wept uncontrollably as I repeated those words. My Pastor and First Lady, who were present, invited my brother to the front of the church to embrace me as the entire congregation cried aloud, praising God. What I could not do in my own strength, Jesus granted me the grace to do... which was love. [...]
There are many reasons why people love birthdays: presents, parties, food, friends and family, as well as many more reasons. Mine begins every year with the story of my birth. You see, I knew God had a plan for my life, but I ignored it. After hearing the same story from my mom every year, it seemed mundane and routine. It was not until I finally listened to the details of my story that I realized the story was not for me. In fact, it’s not even about me, its all about God. I have the opportunity to be a vessel for Him. I believe we all have that opportunity no matter what our testimony. God gave us stories to bring Him glory. [...]
My story is how God takes tragedy and turns it into triumph. This is a David and Goliath story of how God transformed me into a Hep C Warrior and taught me the true meaning of living beyond my circumstances. I was diagnosed in 1994 with Chronic Active Hepatitis C. In 1992 I had surgery at an outpatient surgical center where a drug user, who had hepatitis C, was working as a scrub tech. [...]
My life is a book in which God daily writes the chapters according to His table of contents. Story after story point to his unending faithfulness. A spiritual journey…trailed to an island off the coast of Venezuela. Born to island parents and dedicated in a small church on the island of Trinidad. Church was my niche and comfort zone. I spent years nuzzled on my mother’s lap drifting into sweet slumber while the minister proclaimed the good news. My peers enlisted me as the vice president of the “pew warming” ministry branding me as the enigma of docile Christianity. Despite my apparent slumber and aversion to the pastor’s monotone voice, God’s word was being firmly rooted into the depths of my heart. One day my life catapulted into a series of events that would forever change my ambitions. [...]
It's incredible how fast 2015 passed us by! Being that it's the first month of the new year, you probably have resolutions and goals already set for your life in 2016. I don't blame you, I've got some too. Like graduate from college this May, (finally!!!!) change my last name to my married one, and really take off with my photography business. Yet, one thing that God has been showing me lately is that while we may plan our future, He is ultimately the one who directs our steps in this life. [...]
I was raised in a traditional Christian home. One of my earliest memories of church is sitting on a hard wooden pew with my mother listening to a pipe organ play a traditional hymn. We were attending a Methodist church at the time. I remember hearing Bible stories, singing songs about the B.I.B.L.E and Jesus Loving the Little Children. It wasn’t until I was six years old attending Vacation Bible School that I learned how Jesus wanted to save me from my sins. I can’t say I understood the greater concept of sin but I did want Jesus to be my friend. At the end of the lesson, I raised my hand and the teacher prayed with me to “accept Jesus into my heart”. [...]