My Aim In Life Now is to Serve God With All I Have

My Aim In Life Now is to Serve God With All I Have

Why am I writing this testimony? Well God has commanded us to spread the news of his kingdom and all he has done for us. In so doing we can… Why am I writing this testimony? Well God has commanded us to spread the news of his kingdom and all he has done for us. In so doing we can lead those that are lost to this world to Christ Jesus, so they can be saved because of his blood shed for our sin, and his victory over the grave. Even though I grew up in an evangelical 90’s church in England, I found myself in my late teens and 20’s completely lost and searching for meaning and truth. Sure, I knew about God and Jesus, and the many bible stories I was taught throughout my life; but it wasn’t until I was truly lost, that I truly heard the Good News of Jesus. It reminds me of the scripture Matthew 13:15 NLT: For the hearts of these people are hardened, and their ears cannot hear, and they have closed their eyes— so their eyes cannot see, and their ears cannot hear, and their hearts cannot understand, and they cannot turn to me and let me heal them. It’s hard to know just how much detail to put in about

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Healed From Borderline Disorder

Healed From Borderline Disorder

When I was 18, I took an overdose of pills and went to the hospital and told them I was suicidal. They put me in a small room to wait… When I was 18, I took an overdose of pills and went to the hospital and told them I was suicidal. They put me in a small room to wait and see someone. The room had a framed picture on the wall and sadly I broke the glass in the frame, and I slit my wrists so badly up and down my forearm that my arm is disfigured by scars for the rest of my life. Thick, ropey scars. At 19, I got pregnant by the man who kicked me in the head and went with the baby to a woman’s shelter when the baby was around 3 months old. We went to Rosalie Hall in Scarborough and Sandgate Woman’s Shelter. I received emergency housing and was given a one-bedroom apartment in a co-op. So now it was just me and my baby. My adoptive parents lent me a small black and white TV and a sleeping bag and I would camp out on the floor snuggling my baby until I got furniture. After about a year I felt this urgency to find out the truth in life. I went

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