I Could Feel a Fresh Anointing

I Could Feel a Fresh Anointing

My wife and I have been Partners with our local Church since 2006. We have always had a hunger for more of God and more revelation and knowledge of His Word. Since we started watching FlashPoint, this hunger and desire have grown greatly! During one video, Gene Bailey told how to donate online. I thought to myself, We should do this. So I said out loud, “Lord, we will partner with FlashPoint specifically, just as we are Partners with the Ministries.” Something seemed to ignite in my spirit! I could feel a fresh anointing and power permeate me and our home. Also Read: The Influence of Jesus Christ  Understanding God: God of Delegation After A Flash of Inspiration, What’s Next? (2) Reaching Rahab (1) I Found a Community of Believers What Is Draining You? Learning to Set Boundaries and Love the Saint Within You can now partner with the Daily Dew Ministry by clicking here

I Was Grasping For Something That Could Never Fulfil Me

I Was Grasping For Something That Could Never Fulfil Me

In my younger years, I turned to the Occult to deal with a lot of sadness and anger I was carrying from my past. My intention was to find power, independence and a sense of belonging. I was grasping for something that could never fulfil me but could only ever harm me. Yet it became an addiction like any other. It would be years later, early in my marriage to my unbelieving husband, that we both started attending a church for the sake of our little daughter. A couple there gave their time to read the Bible with us weekly, and the pastor suggested we check out a Christian forum. We attended out of curiosity. What we discovered there about God’s love for us changed our lives forever. We both independently realised that Jesus is Lord, but at first were each unsure about telling the other of this discovery for fear of what the other would think! That was five years ago. I have found my home in Jesus. The restlessness in me has stilled and I have a clear view of my identity, purpose and eternal destination as part of God’s plan. I still struggle at times with pain from the past, but the difference is that as a follower of Christ, my anchor is so rooted in his

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I Am By No Means ‘good’ in God’s Standard

I Am By No Means ‘good’ in God’s Standard

I believed that everyone should peacefully accept death as a natural consequence. However, I had a great fear of death at the same time. I couldn’t convince myself that there would be nothing after death. What if there is a heaven and hell? How could I make sure I would be good enough to avoid hell? A Christian course challenged me about all these things and showed me the good news from the Bible. It showed me clearly from the Bible that there would be hell, and it would be the most horrible place. More strikingly, I was taught that punishment in hell is what everyone deserves! This was such a challenging view since I used to regard myself as being a “good” person. But the Bible showed me that I wouldn’t be in a good position to defend myself – I couldn’t find any hint of sins such as sexual immorality and pride in myself. Worse, I was invited to imagine my whole life displayed publicly, including every word and thought. Would I really be confident to claim that I am “good” enough? How then could I be confident to avoid hell if I stood in front of God’s judgment seat? I learned that although we all deserve God’s judgment because of our sins, God mercifully sent his son

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I Felt Compelled to Find Out More

I Felt Compelled to Find Out More

I was born into a close knit church community, and spent my first ten years attending church and Christian schools. But God was never talked about at home. I knew the rules and commandments. I knew the Lord’s Prayer forwards and backwards. I could recite many psalms and hymns. But I still didn’t know who God was. When my family left the church, we didn’t just leave the church behind. We no longer prayed, read the Bible, or even talked about God. We quickly adjusted to our new lives, leaving our faith behind us. We turned our backs on God, and embraced the appeal the world seemed to offer. As a teenager I rebelled greatly, against my parents, against life, and against the God I kept trying to out run. I couldn’t believe in a God I couldn’t see. I didn’t want to be the fool. So much of the world shouted that he didn’t exist. Evolution seemed to prove it. But I couldn’t shake the feeling I had deep down inside of me that just maybe there was something to this whole God thing. What if God was real? And why couldn’t I stop thinking about him? I couldn’t help but pray to a God I couldn’t see, and ask him to open my eyes. I wanted to know

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Delivered From Heroin

Delivered From Heroin

I grew up in an atheist home: I never went to Sunday School, we never went to church. And I lived life on my own terms without any reference to God. I lurched from one disastrous relationship to another, looking for love in all the wrong places. And when I was thirty, I got involved with a guy who was five years younger than myself. When I found out he was doing heroin, instead of leaving him I started taking heroin as well. That began an 18-month ordeal as I tried to come off the drug, but it is incredibly addictive; and life just went from bad to worse. I was staying at a friend’s flat, and I remember rummaging around in the drawers for some matches, because one way of taking heroin is to light a bit of it and inhale the fumes—it’s called chasing the dragon. And while looking for the matches, I found a little Gideon New Testament and while high on heroin I started reading this little New Testament. I’d never read the Bible before, and I just read there that I was in real trouble—that there was a living God to whom I owed an account for my life, this life that I had just trashed. And suddenly I realised that I couldn’t commit suicide—life

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I Had A Kind Of Opinion About The Bible

I Had A Kind Of Opinion About The Bible

I grew up on a council estate in south-east Essex. We were a single parent family: my dad was an alcoholic and he died when we were young. It was a difficult environment and we had to really put on appearances and make sure that we looked as though we had it all together. I think my mum was worried that if we didn’t brush our hair and wash our faces when we went out, we’d be taken into care. I got into tai chi and yoga, and then into things like Buddhism and meditation and all different kinds of prayer – really, New Age things. I was just taking all the nice bits of all the different kinds of religions, and they really speak into your life and to issues that you have. So I felt that I wanted to do more of that and I went to an interfaith seminary where you learn about the five major religions. You try and kind of put them all together and see whether we can all live nicely together. And that was great—but while I was there I made a friend, and she got breast cancer, and she was dying. So we got together to think about her funeral—she asked me to help take her funeral. She wanted to say something

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