Teen Testimonies 3
Well, I have grown up in church all my life. I was the perfect little girl and everyone knew me as that.I would sing in front of the congragation, I got straight A's and everyone thought i was little miss perfect. Well, when I was in the 6th grade my family moved to Hawaii (I am originaly from there) and I didn't want to. Well ,while I was in Hawaii I thought that I was sick and tired of being perfect and I wanted toexperience life- so I got into alot of things that I shouldnt have. But then Satan started to attack me with depression. He kept on telling me I wasn't good enough and that no one truly loved me- and of course being naive and vonerable I began to believe it. I would lock myself in my room and cry for hours until I fell asleep- I would cry for no odd reason! So one day I thought that I should just end my life and commit suicide. So I got out a bottle of nail polish remover and I got it really close to my mouth when something told me not to. Plus my parents were getting home so I knew I couldnt do it with them there. So I decided not to kill myself. But I was still going through depression. Satan tried to use the fact that I didn't have a boyfriend as an attack to. I thought that I was not special cause no guy wanted to date me. Well, my parents decided to move back to Texas(were I am now) so I was a little happy about that. But I knew that every one at my old church thought I was Miss perfect so I couldn't let them know I was going through depression. When we got back I went to church and put on the"mask". i would be all happy and Christian-like but inside I was not a Christian. No one would notice I thought. So when I would see my friends I would be all spiritual and stuff but in reality I wasnt that at all. Well one night I decided to look through the Bible cause I was bored. Well I found this Scripture (Psalms73:26) and it said-" My flesh and heart may fail but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever!" Then I relized that God was there to lift me up. I began to cry uncontrolably. I knew that God still loved me even though I had failed him. I rededicated my life to the Lord and got baptized. My life has changed completely. I love God with everything within me and there is no one who can change my mind about that!!!! Well, God has been revealing himself to me in alot of different ways lately. He has called me to minister in becoming a singer so I am going to do all I can to sing for Him!!! For all you who are reading this and you are going through some hard times just always remember God is your strength in times of weekness!!My testimony verse is Titus 3:3-7!
Shanelle age14
I was born and raised in a Christian home. I was saved at the age of 6 but I didn't understand what I had done. When I was 12 I rededicated my life. About 7 months later my brother was diagnosed with Leukemia. He was told that the only way he could live a long healthy life was to have a bone marrow transplant and he needed to find a match. They tested my blood on the morning I left for Music camp with my church youth. When I returned, the results were still not back. I had to leave again to go to Florida for a mission trip. While there I was "called" to serve in the ministry for Christ. I returned and found out that my marrow did match my brother's perfectly. In November of 1997, I was admitted in to the outpatient surgery operating room. In a few short hours my brother was receiving my bone marrow. He is home now and has had no complications. I have used this testimony and my musical ability to write songs for my best friend, Christy, and another man at my church to sing.
I got saved at church camp when I was 9. I understood what I'd done, but I didn't understand what it meant to actually have a relationship with God. I didn't even know it was important. I'd always been well behaved, you know, a good girl. My brother called me Little Miss Can't Be Wrong. The summer before 9th grade (2 years ago), my cousin came to visit me, and she introduced me to some things I now wish I'd never even thought of. I smoked pot with her once, and I felt guilty, so I wrote to my best friend who was spending the summer in Alaska. At first, she thought it was really cool because all the people she'd met up there smoked pot. I still went to church because her parents made her go, but we'd go to the park after her parents dropped us off and stay there until time to go home. I guess you could say I still believed that Jesus died for me, I just didn't care. I was tired of being good, I was bored, and I wanted to do something new. My youth minister knew there was something wrong, and he convinced us to go to summer camp with church. We went and God spoke to me, and I just knew I couldn't live like I was. I look back at it and I can't believe I did the things I did. I risked my life and all I can say is I guess I was bored. My best friend had been cutting herself that year, and I was talking to her about and she said she can't believe she even did it once. It's been really hard overcoming all my old habits, just a bad attitude in general, and I used to cuss a lot. But with God's help, I've made it, and I want everyone to know how happy I am now. Alissa age 15