Praise God!

For the late crowd!

Radically Saved

I have been feeling attacked by my Enemy today. So I put away my devices, went outside on my lunch, and listened for God. He spoke to me; just keep focused on Me He said. Praise God He never leaves us alone. Just have to listen!

In Jesus name!

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Heart Poured Out

Reblogging this to my peeps. Thank you Ryan for sharing!

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Beauty from ashes

Okay, I need to get this off my chest before I get too far into my blog.  I wasn’t always a Christian, and I want to tell you, no, confess to you, the kind of life I lived before I knew Jesus as my Lord and Savior.  Why?  Because I want you to know that real hope exists on this earth!

Before I came to Jesus, I really enjoyed sin.  Yeah, I said that, sin.  I am a sinner.  Saved by grace, yes, but sinner through and through.  “Once I was blind, but now I see” has deep meaning for me.  I am running this race set out before me by God by His grace, power, and mercy alone.  Without the Holy Spirit I would be powerless against sin and it would control me.

Acts 1 verse 8

I went to High School in the early 90s in St. Charles, IL, and graduated in…

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As Requested!

Good morning everyone! The other day I had put out a Q&A of sorts; I really appreciate the questions and comments that I got back. It’s good to get to know you all better and try to help you in your path along the way. One of the questions I got was about my testimony; I told them that it was too long to put in a comment so I would dedicate a whole blog post to it. So, for her and for all of you here is my story. (I will try and summarize where possible because it is a LONG story lol)

Oh man where do I start….Well it all really began in my teenage years. I was blind to where my parents were in there marriage and thought life was in bliss. One day that false world came crashing down on me as my parents announced they were getting a divorce. From that moment at the ripe old age of 11 my life was never the same. Looking back on it, it was the start of something beautiful but as so often happens with beautiful things, they start off less than pretty….

I grew up in the Jewish faith which was a real simple one in our household. Once in a while when it suited our needs we would go to Temple, MAYBE have a Friday Seder dinner, celebrate the Passover at my Nana and Papa’s house, and that was pretty much it. God was more of a trophy on a shelf than our Savior; a trophy we could pull down everyone once in a while, dust off, and put back until it needed dusting again.

A lot happened in the years that followed; my Dad threatened many times to commit suicide, my mother had an abortion from an affair she had, and as a result I chose a path of continuous bad decisions. Drugs, promiscuity, you name it, I did it. Then one day at the great age of 17 I made a decision to change my residence and move away from my Dad in Miami. At the time it seemed like a very stupid decision; I was only doing it for a girl and because I was tired of my father’s thumb and his constant hypocrisy on life. I had no idea what God was orchestrating…

So, I moved up the state a bit and continued on my path of making dumb decisions. I wont list them all here as to protect the innocent but every mistake had escalating consequences. Then one day I met a guy on FIRE for Jesus….

See, up to this point, Jesus was nothing more than a man who did some great things. Some great things that had a perfectly plausible explanation. Never had anything against Him but in my mind faith in Jesus was just another Religious path that led to nowhere. But this guy….his passion seemed so real. He was experiencing life in a way that I had never seen before. A Light that up until this point in my life had never thought was possible but yet here it was.

My conversion didn’t come easy….I came to the Cross kicking and screaming but eventually God broke through and changed my heart. On a hot summer day back in 1989 I walked up to that Pastor, and asked Jesus to be my Savior. I should note here that despite popular religious teachings, there was no heavenly chorus, no earth shattering display of fireworks that went off in that church, but what did happen was that my DESIRES changed immediately. Although I still was a sinner, I was now saved by Grace and didn’t WANT to sin anymore. Does that make sense?

Let’s also dispel that notion that once you come to Christ in a true relationship, your life becomes so much easier. It did get considerably harder and still is to this day. But just like any wound takes time to heal, so does the sin nature of my soul. In fact, until we meet Jesus face to face, we will continue to struggle with this process for the rest of our lives. The reward is so worth it though…

In this life, I have lost so much. Parents, Grandparents, whole stretches of life that seem like a blur, but through my relationship with Jesus, He has more than replaced all of that. Replaced it in ways all those years ago, I could have never imagined. He can do the same thing for you today if you let Him. God is a gentleman and will never force Himself on you. You need to reach out to Him and ask for His saving Grace in your life.

Well, there it is friends. I did leave some things out on purpose but this gives you an overall idea of my testimony. I would love to hear from you as always in the comments below.

Peace and Love,

David

As Requested!

Good morning everyone! The other day I had put out a Q&A of sorts; I really appreciate the questions and comments that I got back. It’s good to get to know you all better and try to help you in your path along the way. One of the questions I got was about my testimony; I told them that it was too long to put in a comment so I would dedicate a whole blog post to it. So, for her and for all of you here is my story. (I will try and summarize where possible because it is a LONG story lol)

Oh man where do I start….Well it all really began in my teenage years. I was blind to where my parents were in there marriage and thought life was in bliss. One day that false world came crashing down on me as my parents announced they were getting a divorce. From that moment at the ripe old age of 11 my life was never the same. Looking back on it, it was the start of something beautiful but as so often happens with beautiful things, they start off less than pretty….

I grew up in the Jewish faith which was a real simple one in our household. Once in a while when it suited our needs we would go to Temple, MAYBE have a Friday Seder dinner, celebrate the Passover at my Nana and Papa’s house, and that was pretty much it. God was more of a trophy on a shelf than our Savior; a trophy we could pull down everyone once in a while, dust off, and put back until it needed dusting again.

A lot happened in the years that followed; my Dad threatened many times to commit suicide, my mother had an abortion from an affair she had, and as a result I chose a path of continuous bad decisions. Drugs, promiscuity, you name it, I did it. Then one day at the great age of 17 I made a decision to change my residence and move away from my Dad in Miami. At the time it seemed like a very stupid decision; I was only doing it for a girl and because I was tired of my father’s thumb and his constant hypocrisy on life. I had no idea what God was orchestrating…

So, I moved up the state a bit and continued on my path of making dumb decisions. I wont list them all here as to protect the innocent but every mistake had escalating consequences. Then one day I met a guy on FIRE for Jesus….

See, up to this point, Jesus was nothing more than a man who did some great things. Some great things that had a perfectly plausible explanation. Never had anything against Him but in my mind faith in Jesus was just another Religious path that led to nowhere. But this guy….his passion seemed so real. He was experiencing life in a way that I had never seen before. A Light that up until this point in my life had never thought was possible but yet here it was.

My conversion didn’t come easy….I came to the Cross kicking and screaming but eventually God broke through and changed my heart. On a hot summer day back in 1989 I walked up to that Pastor, and asked Jesus to be my Savior. I should note here that despite popular religious teachings, there was no heavenly chorus, no earth shattering display of fireworks that went off in that church, but what did happen was that my DESIRES changed immediately. Although I still was a sinner, I was now saved by Grace and didn’t WANT to sin anymore. Does that make sense?

Let’s also dispel that notion that once you come to Christ in a true relationship, your life becomes so much easier. It did get considerably harder and still is to this day. But just like any wound takes time to heal, so does the sin nature of my soul. In fact, until we meet Jesus face to face, we will continue to struggle with this process for the rest of our lives. The reward is so worth it though…

In this life, I have lost so much. Parents, Grandparents, whole stretches of life that seem like a blur, but through my relationship with Jesus, He has more than replaced all of that. Replaced it in ways all those years ago, I could have never imagined. He can do the same thing for you today if you let Him. God is a gentleman and will never force Himself on you. You need to reach out to Him and ask for His saving Grace in your life.

Well, there it is friends. I did leave some things out on purpose but this gives you an overall idea of my testimony. I would love to hear from you as always in the comments below.

Peace and Love,

David