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Below you will find encouraging, real-life stories of people who have been CHANGED by Jesus. Jesus can change YOUR life, too! These stories were found at precioustestimonies.com by clicking into a link called Born Again Testimonies.
FROM A STREET GANGSTER TO A PREACHER by Victor King, Singapore
As a child, I went from troubled - to bad - to worse. By the time I was 17, I had dropped out of school to become a gangster. I was addicted to alcohol, smoking, vulgarities and pornography while pursuing a life of crime. One day I met a girl who invited me to church. There I met Jesus Christ and surrendered my life to Him. I have never been the same again, as my life continues to undergo an amazing transformation. I was born in Singapore in 1980, and grew up in a Christian family. Despite hating to go to church, I was forced to attend by my parents. They sent me to a Christian school but that didn't help. When I reached high school, that's when I was influenced by my friends, and got involved in a gang, smoking and skipping school. Things were turning from bad to worse as this became a lifestyle of bondage for me. Then I started stealing, vandalizing, drinking and getting into fights. My folks found out about it and tried to talk me out of it, but it didn't work. I was very rude, hot-tempered and vulgar. My teachers, the school staff, relatives, good friends and even counselors tried talking to me, but none of them could get through. The Street Life I was expelled from school because of my bad attitude and poor attendance. I became a dropout at age 17. It didn't really matter to me that I was a dropout. Rather, it gave me more reasons to become a full-time gangster. I frequented pubs with my gang members daily. I became a very heavy smoker and I got hooked on alcohol. I was full of obscenities and got addicted to pornography. I started womanizing and stayed away from home most of the time. There were times I got involved in armed robberies. Most of my friends were drug addicts and ex-convicts. This troubled life took control over me. I was so lost in my sin. I became the worst guy in my family. No one could change me; not even the Army. After I was drafted into the Singapore Armed Forces, many people thought I would change for the better, but unfortunately, I did not. I got himself into the army prison (detention barracks) for going A.W.O.L (unauthorized absence) and for my bad attitude. I was also brought back to the police station a couple of times. My lifestyle kept pointing me to the prison, but I would always escape without getting caught. My slavery to the devil came to an end just a few years ago. I had had quite a number of girlfriends in the past, and most of them were unbelievers. Five years ago (as of 2008), I got to know a girl who was a Christian. She brought me to her church. The Lord Jesus touched me and I started to break down. I suddenly felt so in love and loved, but I didn't know how or by whom. All I knew was that this love was something beyond human experience. That day I received Jesus as My Lord and Saviour. Life Transformation My life was not the same after that day. As time went on, Jesus delivered me from so many things. Nine years of heavy smoking ended. Six years of alcohol addiction was gone, and as time went by, God supernaturally took me out of the gang; delivered me from vulgarities, anger, womanizing, pornography, filthy lust and many more bad habits. The Lord made me see women in a different way. I became a new creation in Christ. And I was also healed of a 10-year urinary bladder problem. Amazing grace! What man could not do, Jesus did. The people who knew me were shocked at the changes in me. The Bible says, with man it may seem impossible, but with God, all things are possible. It also says that sin shall have no dominion over us for we are not under law but under God's grace. The Lord is still working in my life. I have felt the power and the manifest glory of Jesus in my transformed life. There is hope in Jesus Christ. I'm living proof! Victor King STOP PLAYING WITH SIN! By: David Ewart To PRECIOUS TESTIMONIES: I read your advertisement in the Charisma Marketplace, November 1998 issue. Your ad caught my eye, why? I do not know. I prayed and I felt that I was to send you my testimony. At the present time, I am the inmate pastor at the prison chapel. God is in the restoration business. I know...I am being restored every day. I pray for my children and the rest of my family that I have hurt beyond belief. You do have my permission to use my testimony in whatever way you feel will glorify the name of Jesus Christ. My incarceration is the direct result of my sin; not one great huge sin, by a change of my behavior. It took Satan time to destroy my value system and my strong beliefs. My temptation, subsequently my fall from grace, was like the frog that is placed in cool water with a very low flame under the container, as time goes by, the water heats up and the frog is cooked, never knowing what happened! I am incarcerated in a California prison, with a sentence of 34 years to life. The first time that I will be eligible for the parole board, will be the year 2015, which at that time I will be 71 years old. I am a first time offender. My heart feels concern for the individuals that are hearing this testimony, and what I feel compelled to say is: Stop playing with sin; God will not be mocked. He will not be mocked now or tomorrow. There is always going to be a consequence for your sin. I do not care how smart you think you are - He is much smarter. I do not care how clever you are - He is more clever. I do not care what your IQ is - He created your IQ! My crime of murder was committed in 1993, 17 years after I had given my heart to Jesus Christ. After my conversion, I sold my clothing business in Southern California, and went to Bible College and Graduate School. I felt I had been "Called" into the ministry. I grew in human knowledge about the "Word of God" and the vocabulary that goes with being a Christian. There were times that I could hear His voice and great signs and wonders happened around me. My family and I would pray and doors would open, people called us the "perfect" family. After my graduation from Graduate School, I became a schoolteacher and a lay minister. For years I followed this path. Then I let Satan rob my joy. Through some circumstances that are not important now, I became bitter towards the Church. I had taken my eyes off of Jesus and became very prideful in my accomplishments. I felt I could do it on my own; why couldn't I? I was an educated man, who was a teacher and a minister. I even made it to the ranks of college professor - I was teaching in a graduate school at the time of my arrest. My two beautiful children had both grown and married. My wife and I had just celebrated our 26th wedding anniversary. I had been faithful for all those years. Then, while I was at a conference, the oldest story in the world happened to me - older man meets younger woman. It was infatuation from the first moment we laid eyes on each other. It seemed we had everything in common. We talked and talked for the duration of the conference, which was one week long. We both were married and not happy in our relationships with our spouses. My mind ran with the emotional and fulfilling attention that she poured out on me. I had in my mind ... made myself like a sponge for any type of attention. I had changed my beliefs! I told myself that I owed myself a new relationship. What deception! I never committed physical adultery with her, but my mind certainly did. We lived about 800 miles apart, so we only saw each other three times face-to-face in the next eight months. However, we did communicate almost every day via phone or fax. My thought patterns were being readjusted as the time went on. I had considered divorce, but then my Christian values would kick in. This was a time of extreme anguish and I thought I had lost my mind. I was truly the double-minded man that James talks about in his letter in the New Testament of the Bible. I had such an inner battle going on; I felt I was going to explode at any time. As time continued I became more and more confused about who I was - the whole time thinking that I was on top of things. Talk about deception! Remember, I knew what the Word of God said about marriage, temptation, sin and adultery. Even though I never committed the physical act of adultery with this woman, it still had me taking my wife's' life - literally. My consciousness of the situation finally came to a point of decision. For the first time in months I prayed and I felt the Lord tell me to confess my sin to my wife and repent for my behavior. I did, but then we argued, and my anger got out of control. It resulted in my murdering her. I know my thought patterns are what controlled my behavior. I left myself wide open for satanic attack. I did not resist the devil's temptation, as James 4:7 says to do, and my anger turned into uncontrollable rage before I knew it. There is no one to blame except myself. I am not looking for sympathy either. I simply feel God wants me to express how important it is to keep your eyes on the Lord and seek to obey His Word - in all things. We are under attack all the time. Our society has become obsessed with sexual pleasure. It seems no matter that where you turn you are bombarded with individuals selling sexual pleasure. If I were with you right now, I would have an altar call for men to come forth and repent. I would ask the Father to give us the strength as men to stand with integrity. I would challenge us to make a commitment to our wives and family, to be the Priest of our homes, and to study the Word of God and be convicted by the Holy Spirit. Yes I have lost everything that was dear to me. My two grown children do not communicate with me. I have never seen or touched any of my grandchildren; I have three and one on the way! (At the time of this writing). I robbed my children of ever being kissed or hugged by their mother. I robbed my grandchildren of ever knowing their grandmother. I have lost all my material wealth. I have lost almost every friend that I had. I have lost contact with almost all of my family. But I now know who Jesus Christ is! He came to my cell and forgave me of my sins. He set me free, inside! He called me again to preach His mighty message. I now have a captive audience here in prison. He has called me twice now; He will not have to call me again. I have received the invitation into my heart. I pray that my testimony will help just one person not to make the same mistake that I did, to think that your sins would not be found out, and that you do not let God help you if you have an anger problem. Remember that God will not be mocked! If you do not believe me, read the Bible. It is full of God's judgment on disobedient people all through history. In His Love & Service, David Ewart
CONVINCED I WAS A CHRISTIAN By: Michael Fackerell Many people have amazing dramatic testimonies. Its true - some people get off drugs miraculously and quickly become the most radiant, wonderful joyful people so quickly that you can wonder: "God, what about the rest of us?" I am one person who had a gradual conversion experience. Later there were moments of profound spiritual experiences with God, but initially, I was very stubborn and it took God a long time to get me to be willing to change. I grew up in a Christian family. I was baptized as a baby in the Dutch Reformed church. Dad would always read a portion of the Bible after the evening meal and we learned to pray before meals. As a result, I grew up with lots of knowledge of the Bible. I thought I was a Christian because I believed the Bible was God's Word and that Jesus died for me. However, Jesus was not really the Lord of my life. I did not really know him at all, though I knew all about him. Although I believed totally in the existence of God, I'd have to acknowledge that, for the most part, during my childhood and adolescent years, I never experienced or knew God personally. It's easy to be religious without knowing God. I'm sure there are still many people like that today. I wasn't only religious though. I was proud. Very proud. This pride made me obnoxious to others and as a result I suffered from lots of rejection as a grew up. I felt the pain of this intensely for many years. However, I seemed powerless to change myself, nor did I really want to. Instead, I resolved to prove my worth and significance by academic achievement. It mattered a lot to me to prove I was smarter than everyone else. I couldn't stand to lose even a game of chess. I used to cry when that happened or when my classmates mocked me. This only made matters worse. The result was that I was very miserable. My belief in the doctrines of the Bible did not seem to help me. Hyper-sensitivity was not my only problem. I was also extremely critical of others, negative and unpleasant to be with. I'm not saying I am perfect or wonderful now, but I can say that Jesus has made a big difference to my personality. For many years though, I rejected Jesus also. I did this because I desperately wanted to be in charge of my own life. I was happy for Jesus to be my Savior, but not my Lord. I wanted to go my own way and somehow prove that I was great. My motives for acknowledging Christianity had more to do with a desire to be right even if others were wrong. I didn't care about others at all, but due to the influence of my parents I did have some moral principles which I generally stood by, though not perfectly. One of these was honesty. In the end, it was the love for the truth which God put in me which helped me to humble myself and receive God's love into my life. It didn't happen instantly. It was a process. In the Anglican church in which I grew up, it was very commonplace to do Bible studies. I was very proud of my ability to know the stories and have an opinion on everything. I grew up with the feeling that I had the right religion and that I was better than other people. I was so proud of my academic results at school also. I looked down on others and had little regard for their feelings. As a result I failed to develop socially. As I entered into adolescence I had a hyper-active mind. It was constantly thinking and planning according to the thought "What's in it for me?" It was constantly seeking to inform me of things to feed my pride. My grandmother said to me a few years ago, "Michael, when you were growing up, you were a ball of pride." At the same time I was convinced that I was a Christian. I knew I had sins and was basically selfish, but I had confidence that I was saved because I mentally assented to the idea that Jesus Christ died in my place. I convinced myself that I had God's forgiveness even though I was still living for myself. There were times, however, when certain people made me uneasy, because of their obvious joy in serving God. There was something about certain people that made me very uncomfortable with myself. I now know that was the conviction of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit, when he first comes to us, makes us realize that God is good and we are rotten sinners. During times when this was happening to me, I was always waiting for an escape so I could get back to enjoying my various hobbies and avaricious pursuits. After finishing high school, I went to University determining to be a great computer scientist. I was already passionate about computers. I'd written my first commercial game program at 14 in 1980 and I know now that the love of computers (which were essentially tools to praise me and my cleverness) was a major form of idolatry in my life. But I was sure I was a Christian! I had felt sorry about some of my sins and had even asked Jesus into my heart! I was doing what others in church were doing! I could discuss theology with the best of them! I was outwardly moral, principled etc. - but utterly self-centered. The one thing I was most uncomfortable with in those days was telling others about Jesus. Being socially backwards and with lots of acne on my face, it was not something I wanted to do. I felt uncomfortable with strangers. But there came a day when a young ethnic Chinese man from Campus Crusade for Christ gave me a call on the phone and invited me to meet with him. I don't know why I agreed, but I did. Over the next few months with this man, my life began to change. He helped me to start telling the good news about Jesus to others. Doesn't the Scripture say that if we keep on confessing Christ as Lord and believe God raised Him from the dead, we will be saved? Strange as it may seem, it was at this point that I believe I truly surrendered my heart to God. For I had surrendered to Christ the thing I was most unwilling to do for God. And I think until we come to that point, we still have not received Christ as Lord. Until that point, we do not really belong to Christ. I didn't know that Jesus had to be Lord in my life before I could be really part of his spiritual kingdom and receive the forgiveness of sins I needed. One of the surprising things for me was the joy I found in doing the thing I was most fearful of - to talk with others about Christ. What I found was, Christ became real to me as I went in His name. Before that, I knew lots of Bible and had done some things for God (I thought), but I was still miserable. However, taking these first steps in living for God released a joy and a happiness in me that I was not expecting. The Bible says that the Kingdom of God is "righteousness, peace and joy in the Holy Spirit". There is a surprising joy that comes when you give your life to God. That's my experience. At that stage I was still going to the Anglican church. No one explained to me the importance of being baptized in water as a believer. But I had begun my walk with Jesus - even though there was still plenty of things God needed to change in me. It was later that God brought me to the point of understanding that I should follow the example of the Lord Jesus in baptism. Since the time I really began to go after God, I've been changed in many ways. I'm learning to think of others more. I really enjoy God's presence and I've learned to humble myself so that God can use me. There is no way to be at peace with God if you are inwardly rebelling against his desire to govern your life. The only way to be in the Kingdom of Heaven is for Jesus to be your King! If you would like to contact Michael Fackerell, you can reach him at this email address: michael@christian-faith.com or he has his own personal website at http://www.christian-faith.com.
Do You Know Jesus? Maybe you're not sure now that you buy all this "Jesus stuff" but you're also uncomfortable where you are. Let's talk. I'm not a minister, or some religious person who thinks he's perfect. I still get angry with people and let my cynicism get me in trouble. But I have a friend who is showing me how to live better and how to show love to the people I meet. His name is Jesus and he has made my life better. When I left college about 15 years ago I was just your average yuppie scum. I had a good job, a nice apartment, I drank too much and I hated myself. Like so many people my age I had tried to kill myself and spent many nights thinking about how to do it right. I made the connection between my addiction to alcohol and my down feeling so I quit drinking. My life went to hell. All of my friends were still at the bars. And the more horrifying reality was that the only way I could handle the daily rigors of my career was by numbing myself in booze. I quit my job and found myself trying other things. Finally, I became a courier. I thought it was great. I was never in one place long enough to become a disappointment. My job was straightforward: pick up the package, move on down the road, and drop off the package. No office politics and I could play my music as loud as I wanted. I thought things were great, I had told the world **** and didn't really have to answer to anyone. Or so I thought. One day when I was punching through the radio looking for something to listen to I tuned in a Christian radio station. The DJ was talking about striping away the masks we hide from the world with: pride, humor, APATHY. I was hit. Now mind you I thought knew what life was all about, I grew up going to church, I even was on a statewide committee of my denomination when I was in high school. I just found it was more interesting to read the Sunday papers than go to church. In all the years in the pew I never really heard anything interesting. But this DJ was laying my life out in front of me. I could run from my problems, I could play my music loud and think I was tuning out the world but in the end I still had to live with myself. And there was something wrong with me. Sin, darkness, sorrow. These were what were really happening in my life. I could stop drinking, I could give up the suit and tie rat race but I still carried a dark place deep inside of me. I could pretend I didn't care, I could try to deflect it with snide, cynicism but I couldn't make it go away. And I was sick of it. The DJ's answer seemed too simple, "believe Jesus can take it away." But I realized nothing else was going to work. I prayed to Jesus to take my life and use it as he saw fit. Was the world different? No, but I was. I've struggled as I have followed Jesus since that evening. But He has let me grow. What about you? What are you addicted to? Drugs, money, sex, success? Death, horror, magic? Jesus is ready to lift your trouble. Not churches, ministers or televangelists. JESUS! He is the Holy and Wise God who became like us, vulnerable, suffering, able to touch and be touched. Why? To overcome the darkness in our lives, to defeat sin with his blood. And to release us to be able to love others as he loved us, wholly, without fear of rejection, without a mask. Maybe you still aren't sure. Let me urge you to find a follower of Jesus in your community to talk with. Someone who has been there, done that and grown from the experience. Be honest, share your doubts, your fears. A real follower of Jesus won't condemn you for what you have done or what you think but will love you for who you are, another of God's lost children looking for a way home. My name's Neal and if you want to e-mail me, my address is:
CHANGE OF HEART There once was a time when I did a lot of runin' and gunin' doing things that today I'm not so proud of. On top of it all I added drugs and alcohol to my madness. I remember one day walking past the bathroom mirror and not even recognizing the person looking back at me. I was a shell of a woman that I did not know. I got close to the face and stared into her eyes and saw the most empty sorrow that I will never forget. There was nothing there ... it scared me! Life was not good and I knew it. Looking back now I can see that I had virtually no life inside of me, only darkness. My life even with my three wonderful children had no meaning. I believe that I still had an ounce of faith somewhere deep down inside that carried me to the doors of Alcoholics Anonymous. I sat there listening to people talking about their higher power, and how much it helped them. When I asked someone how I could get some of this God thing, they told me to write down on paper what kind of God I had in my life, and on another piece of paper write down what I would like God to be. When I was finished they told me to keep the paper of the one that I wanted God to be and to throw away the other. So I did. Growing up in a "religious" church, my God was for me a very strict and punishing God. So of course I decided to keep the cool God who I made up to cater to me and only me. I was soon learning to be selfish and self-seeking. I hung onto Him for seven long years and I stayed drug and alcohol free but still very much in the dark. I started to realize how alone I felt inside - I needed more. I started going to church and every time I would walk in one I would always sit in the back of the room and cry, not knowing why. Then I would need to leave early because I knew something was happening to me and I was scared of it! I ran from church to church until the night of Easter evening, 1997. I was sitting with my head in my hands crying listening to the pastor thinking that he was talking directly to me. I was wondering who told him what to say. Did someone tell him how I felt? How would they know? Just then like so many other times in my life I felt a hand resting on my heart, only this time I knew it was the hand of God. Not the one I made up to keep me sober, but God our creator. Since that night I have never felt alone or in the dark. I pray and He hears me. I read God's word and He is there for understanding, and He is inside me for guidance. He is wonderful. The more I read, the more I feel. The more I feel, the closer I get to knowing Him. Jesus is opening my heart more and more each day. Now when I pass by a mirror, I see a woman with the Lord in her heart and spirit in her eyes. It is through Jesus I found complete and total freedom! Thank you and God bless you for taking the time to read my testimony. I pray that it has helped encourage you in some way. If you would like to talk with me about anything I've shared, please don't hesitate to contact me. I can be reached at PeggyCurl@msn.com or if you would like to visit my website to receive more encouragement, please go to http://onehearteph4.homestead.com/home.html. Peggy Curl
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