Mine

[Modest]

I have always gone to a christian school. My mom is a christian, but my Dad is not. My parents divorced when I was 6, and both of my parents have been remarried and are currently divorced since then.
Before I was really a christian, I used to hate church. I never wanted to go. Now I don't understand why. When we got new teachers in our school, I got really close to them. They are young and great influences. Even before I was a christian I was kinda one of those people who people think of as 'good.'
I acted good around the older people, so they thought i was a good kid and all. Nobody really understood the things I was going through. For me I have never really had anyone I would talk to about stuff. I would keep it all inside, and I still struggle with that now.
Anyway, when I started my relationship with the new teachers and stuff, I started wanting to go to church. The summer I was baptized, I admit, it was for all the wrong reasons. I don't regret doing it though. It's as if everything in my life shot off from there. That was in 2003. My life was awesome for a while. I still have the daily, moment-to-moment struggles with sin like any human, though.
Then, in February, four days before my birthday, at 11 o'clock at night, we got a phonecall that changed my life. My brother had hung himself. It really hit me hard, since I really looked up to him. I went through all the stages of greif; disbeleif, blaming myself, pure mourning, realization, and reality. Now, I have forgiven myself for it. I realize that my brother will not be in heaven, and I am still mourning that loss. But with Christ I can move on with my life and help others through similiar situations.

~strong and able through Christ alone

[Damaris]

That's a really deep testimony, thanks for sharing it!

Thats an awesome testimony!

I am praying for you daily.

God bless you and yours,
Jesse