A Real Relationship with God!
Mar. 06, 2011 by J.B. - Fitness Instructor
My testimony is not one of those awe-inspiring stories of desperation, hitting rock bottom and deep soul searching. Rather, it is pretty simple. For as long as I can remember, I have been a Christian. In fact, I can’t remember a time when I did not believe that Jesus Christ was my Lord and savior! “Sunday school” and church afterwards was the norm on Sunday mornings for many years. I studied and I sang and I listened every Sunday. But my relationship with God and with Jesus never really felt real. I just knew I had to do those things! I felt this way throughout all of my years in middle school, high school and even college. In fact, it wasn’t until just recently that I actually saw what it was like to have a real relationship with God. This happened when we hired Moe to work for us. He was the first example I had ever seen of someone who had an actual relationship with God. He was real. He was humble and down to earth. He wasn’t a “bible thumper”, trying to push something on to others. He was passionate. He was happy. Let’s just say he had a lot of things I was looking for!
I am so Grateful for Jesus!
Feb. 28, 2011 by M.B. - A Mother
There was never a time in my life when God was not a part of it, nor was there a time when I didn’t know God existed and that Jesus Christ was my savior. I grew up Catholic, went to a Catholic school, and went to church every single Sunday. I was what you could say incredibly obedient in religion, yet I knew nothing of God, nothing of having a relationship with God, and what that would even begin to look like. I had never heard of people really “hearing” from God. I was taught to pray every day, confess my sins to a priest and for the most part that was good enough. I memorized my prayers, prayed the same prayers every night, and felt I was doing okay.
went on this way for quite some time, even throughout high school, in
that I still went to church every Sunday, but there still was no REAL
relationship with God, nor did I know how to seek one. My parents
raised me right, taught me integrity and character, and right from
wrong. I was a standout athlete, good student, I didn’t party; I kept
my head on straight and was ready for college.