~Welcome to Teen Testimonies~

Hi my name is Rachel Lynn Lewis. I became a Christian when I was about 6 years old and baptized at the age of 8. I grew up in a Christian home an still am. I was saved at my bedroom window. Every year I go to AWANA scholarship camp and basically renew my salvation. Basically all io gotta say is I love God very much and I cant wait to go to heaven it is gonna be awesome, God is gonna win the war verse Satan. I LOVE GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My name is Danielle. I am almost 14 years old. I am the youngest in my family of four children. I have two older sisters and one older brother. I live in the state of California. I have grown up in a Christian home all my life. My parents have taken me to church my whole life. I have gone to a Christian school since I was in kindergarten. My dad would pray and read to me about the Bible stories every night before I went to bed. I can say I was blessed with a caring and loving family pretty much all my life. One night when I was reading with my dad in my room he asked if I wanted to have Jesus come into my heart and make me pure. I did and I don't quite remember how I felt cause I was only 7 years old at the time. My dad explained to me how I was changed and what I had done. Then every night for about 5 more years he still prayed with me and read different books to me. Mostly books about God and other books made from stories of people from the bible.

From when I was 7 on I have always been a Born Again Christian. When I was 9 years old I was baptized by my church pastor and my dad was with me and we 3 were in a pool that my church goes to every year for baptisms. My church friends and other families where there too.

When I was around the age of 9 my now best friend had moved in and we started to become very good friends. One night I spent the night at her house and I lead her to the Lord when she was around 11 or 12 and I was 10 or 11. She now is my best friend and there is no one that can ever compare to her in my life.

I am still in the same Christian school and now going into eighth grade. Last year I had gone through some very tough times. Both of my dad's parents past away in the same year within 11 months of each other's death. It was hard to go through for me and my whole family. I am thankful that I still have one pair of grandparents left whom I get to spend a couple weeks in summer with. I had gone through some other things that made it a very difficult year also.

To this day I am still a Christian and always will be and I am still trying very hard to grow in my faith. I will never give up on God cause he only does things for the best.

That's my testimony~lot's of Love, Danielle =)

Hello my name is Joshua and I am 17 years old. I pray that this testimony I give will have some affect on those people who will read it.

My whole childhood I was raised in a '' professing'' christian household. Our family went to church every once in a while, mostly on holidays such as Christmas and Easter. I was used to the whole church scene. I had seen all the plays and heard all of the famous stories such as '' Adam and Eve '' or '' David and Goliath '', and every once in a while I even read my bible. Unfortunately by the time I was about 12 years of age I had decided that the whole religion thing was getting old. I mean I had gone to church sometimes, I had read my bible, and shoot even my parents said they were christians. So of course I had to be a christian also; and if that is true than why did I have to go to church or pray anymore. I had it all in the bag already so it wasn't really necessary to '' get into it ''.

Boy did I have it all wrong.

So I went along with my life. Years passed by, I began to go to high school and popularity set in. The parties, the drinking, smoking, drugs, and yes even the women began to get to me. I was consumed with what the world had too offer me, and soon my grades began to dramatically drop. My relationship with my family slowly began to fade until one day I ran away.It even got so bad that my spot on the baseball team was being questioned. People began to distrust me and I can sadly say that they had a good reason to. At the age of 15 I was living a life that was getting nowhere fast.

Now don't misunderstand me I hadn't become some atheist or evolutionist during these '' rebel years ''. As a matter of fact I kept up with the whole F.C.A. ( Fellowship of Christian Athletes ) and Young Life meetings at school; and every once in a while you could even catch me praying at the pole or going to church with some friends, but that was only my feeble attempts to keep a good reputation. As far as I was concerned it was my parents fault that we had grown so far apart, and many of my other problems I blamed other people for... but never ever myself. I think I put most of the blame on God though. I mean why would a loving God allow all these bad things to happen with me.

So I continued on being Mr. Cool until one day I met a very interesting person. Her name was Sarah and she was nothing like anyone I had ever met. She was so nice, so happy and so loving. Sometimes I envied what she was, but no matter what I felt I couldn't get over the fact that she was different compared to all my other friends. She didn't drink, didn't smoke, no drugs; yet for some reason she was cool. And as you can guess I began to hang out with her more and more.

She introduced me to a whole new group of people. People who where just like her, they had that glow of happiness all about them.We began to go to church, and bible studies, and prayer meetings.I began to ask myself questions I had never thought of before. Do I really know what this christianity thing is all about? Do I really know Jesus?Am I truly a christian? Most importantly, am I going to heaven?

Well I am glad to say that eventually I found all the answers that I was looking for and more.You see I was missing the most important part of the equation. Sure, I had went to church before, and yes I had claimed to be a christian, I even prayed here and there.But none of that stuff makes you a christian, none of that stuff can get you into Heaven and out of Hell. What I had failed to see and failed to understand was that I was a sinner. That I had done something ( actually many things ) that went against God's will. Therefore I became unworthy to enter into heaven, and my punishment was death. Now when I say death I don't mean like a heart-attack, but rather eternal separation from God. Basically what that means is that when I sinned I deserved to go to Hell.

Now I know that sounds kind of harsh, but I'm not finished yet. You there is hope even for someone as bad as me.You see, God, in all His perfectness and love, sent His son Jesus to pay for our sins so that I could still go to Heaven. Why would God do such a thing? Well, he is a very loving God who would rather die than live without us.

So one day I accepted Jesus as my substitute an He became my savior. . He came to Earth and died on a cross so that I could know what God was all about, so I turned my life over to Him and gave Him full reign. With His help I was able to quit all the bad things I had become addicted to. My family and I are on very good terms and I finally have true friends who like me for who I am rather than what I do. Most importantly though, I know that when I die I will go directly to heaven with no questions asked. Jesus paid my sin debt in full and my fate is sealed in heaven with God.

I pray that if anyone reads this and has not accepted Jesus that they realize that this is not some ''religious'' thing, but rather their eternal fate that we are talking about here. God loves everyone and has provided a way out of hell, and that way is The Lord Jesus Christ. No-one knows the number of their days, you could die any moment... and the question is : '' Have you accepted Jesus as your savour? or are you just a professing christian?''

THE CHOICE IS YOURS!

Painting by Danny Hohlbolm

My name is Ashley and I am a 15 year old girl. I have been very blessed because God gave me a family who loves me and has took me to church ever since I was a little girl. My parents mean a lot to me because they have told me about God and have took me to church so I could go to Sunday School and learn about a man who died for me and so I could have eternal life.

I was eight years old when I found out that I was lost. My sister and I would talk about dying and it would scare me to death and I would cry because I new I was lost and on my way to Hell. I would act like I was either sick or asleep in church so nobody would ask me if I was lost and if I need to go pray. They would ask my cousin if he needed to go pray and they wouldn't come and talk to me if I wasn't a sleep. The devil was telling me that they didn't care about me and it would just tearing my heart up. On March 21, 1993 we were on the alter and I told my mom I needed to go pray and my dad is a deeking and he was beside of her and she told him and we went and prayed and when I came up off the alter the Lord had saved me and I felt so much better I can't explain how it felt it was like pain that had just disappeared. I have been saved for almost 7 years this coming March when I ask the Lord to come in my life. I was in a church on the alter when the Lord came down and saves me. The Lord has changed my life because I just can't go out and do what I want to do because the Lord want let me because I am a Christian and I try to live a Christian life so people can see how I live and I try to be a light to people who doesn't go to church.

All I have to day is I LOVE THE LORD WITH ALL MY HEART and if u haven't ever been saved please find you a place and ask the Lord to save u before its to late. If you truly get saved your attitude and everything about u will change.

Hello my name is Laura, I am 17 years of age and my family has always been a christian family. When I was 8 I got saved by the glory of God. I was at Youth Rally with my Youth Minister and the preacher that day was very special to me, I am not for sure why but he was. Near the end of the service ew had an alter call, I got up the nerve to walk down that long aisle and prayed and I asked Jesus into my heart. When I was 13 my mom died of cancer, I was very devastated and didn't know where to turn. I got mad at God over this and started blaming him for everything. I asked questions like why would God take away my mom, and why did this have to happen to my family? It was all very terrible, I never did drugs but I was not the christian I should have been. Two years later my boyfriend invited me to chruch with him and I went. I started getting back with my old friends again, and I became the christian I knew God wanted me to be. Still today I make mistakes but God forgives, and someday I am gonna see my mom, and God. I love Jesus.

My name is Stephanie and I am 15 years old. I was 6 when I got saved. Everyday I think God for my Family that took me to church and shared the word of God with me. I got baptized yesterday. I want to get closer to God. When I first started high school I payed more attention to boys and other friends and I didn't realize that I was backsliding. I got to a point where I felt there was no reason for me to smile or be happy about anything. I hated it when my mom got me up on Sunday morning and told me I had to go to church. I am glad she didn't give up on me though because I don't know how life could possibly be good without God in it. One day my mom sat down and shared a story with me about the day I was born. She told me that the doctors had given her no hope of me surviving. Look at me know. I am almost sixteen and still growing. When I was born I weighed 4 pounds and 5 ounces. Everyday i think God for letting me live. He has a plan for me and I seek to find it. I am glad I have Jesus in my heart. I am glad he let me live. I have a wonderful family and I love them very much. Without Jesus I wouldn't be here. I don't have a big testimony but I just think God everyday because he spared my life for a reason.~Stephanie

***This is Not the Same Stephanie as the one above!

My name is Stephanie and I'm 18. I didn't grow up in a Christian home. My family was very dysfunctional. I got yelled at, hit, and got called every name you can think of. I was lost and confused for several years. I wanted to die because I was so tired of dealing with my pain. I got mixed up with a bad crowd and starting drinking, smoking cigarettes and weed, snorting crank, and occasionally dropping acid. I turned into a very disrespectful person, but I was so selfish that I didn't care about anyone. I didn't even care about myself. So I went on doing these things and blaming my parents for all my problems. When I was 15 my brother married a woman named Lorri and she was into witchcraft. She pulled us both into it. I had never heard of the craft and I thought it was cool because she made it sound so beautiful and wonderful. So all of a sudden I was wearing a pentagram on my neck and telling everybody how I believed in the God and the Goddess (pretty stupid, huh??). People were scared of me and tried their best to stay away from me. I delved deeper into the craft and stopped talking to my parents altogether. Later on, Lorri and my brother got separated, but I stuck by Lorri no matter how much she put my family down. Then I started noticing things about her that angered me like, she wasn't happy unless everybody was angry with each other and at each other's throats. She didn't care about anyone but herself. But the thing that angered me the most is that she was always putting God down and making fun of Christians. One day, I met a woman named Sunshine over the internet, and I started telling her about what I was going through. She sent me scriptures and taught me about God. So I started thinking more and more about God and how I wanted Him in my life. I started talking to my biological father and he also taught me about God. One night, I took a bubble bath and prayed so hard. I asked God to come into my heart and to break the ties of the craft. I asked Him to take my anger and sadness and replace it with happiness, love, and light. I cried my little heart out and asked Him to forgive me for sinning. Afterwards, my life improved. I stopped feeling insecure about my boyfriend. I quit being angry at my parents and my pain was gone, but I wasn't done yet. I had to get rid of the negative influences of the craft, and that meant getting Lorri out and away from my life. And I did. Since then, I have worked on improving my relationship with my family. But something happened the other night that scared me half to death. My boyfriend and I had gone to bed and I had just finished praying, but I couldn't sleep. All of a sudden, the hangers in the closet started banging together. I disregarded it and thought I must be going crazy, but when I looked at the bedroom door there was a shadow moving up, and it was a hand. So I looked away, but when I looked back a shape started to form in the doorway. It took Lorri's shape. I was scared because I had never seen anything like it and I could feel the evil raging out of it. So I threw the covers over my head and prayed. I plead the blood of Jesus over my b/f and I, and I told the evil it had to leave because there was no place for it here. I kept praying over and over until it left. I was still scared so I started singing "Our God is an awesome God" over and over in my head just to make myself feel better. The following day I anointed our apartment. Windows, doors, the wall by our bed, cabinets, every nook and cranny. I even anointed the cat because it used to be Lorri's. I wasn't taking any chances. All of this happened about 4 days ago. I still get scared because I know that when I was in the craft I was letting evil consume me, and that evil doesn't want to let me go. I have a long road in front of me, but I am ready and willing to follow God and His plan for me. I will not be vulnerable to that evil again. I want to share my story because people need to know that getting involved in the craft will bring consequences into your life. Trust me, I've been there. It's nothing but evil and it consumes you. You don't experience happiness because you're blinded by hatred, anger, and sadness. My life is now full of happiness. I have setbacks, but I don't let them get to me anymore. I know God has a plan for me or I wouldn't be alive to tell my story. In July of 1999 I was on the highway and a semi-truck hit me and drug me 600ft. My car was beyond repairable. The driver side was smashed up and my '95 Civic was turned into a convertible. I had to kick my passenger side window in order to get out of the car. I walked away from a very serious wreck with chronic back problems. And do you know why?? Because God spoke to me and He saved me. I was told to lay my head in the passenger seat and not to worry because I was going to be fine. I did what I was told and I walked away ALIVE. If I had not listened to God that night I would be dead because I would have been decapitated. The EMT's had body bags out because they expected me to be dead. They got a HUGE surprise. I now have numbness in my lower back, shooting pain that goes from my back to my legs and arms, and my spine hurts when I laugh, cough, and sneeze. But ya know what?? I'm ALIVE!! Yes, my back pain bothers me, but I'd rather have back pain than be in a wheel chair or 6ft. under. Because at that time if I had died, I wouldn't have gone to Heaven. So you see?? I have been through quite a bit. Obviously, God has a wonderful plan for me because He has saved me from many things. I now know who and what I believe in and I'm not afraid to shout it loud and clear. I LOVE JESUS!!!!! I have no idea what obstacles lay ahead, but I know I will be able to overcome them because I have God in my life and I have the ability to resist temptation. Remember: You can do all things through Christ who strengthens you. If anybody would like to speak with me or if anyone is having problems with the craft or something similar, then please contact me at~ spring19serenity@aol.com,

or~ AngelsOnGuard19@aol.com.

I can help you and I want to help you. I want everyone to hear my story because I feel it will help a lot of people. Also, I am being called to be a youth minister and I can't wait 'til it happens.

Hi, my name is Amanda and I am 17. My mother was raped, that is how she had eme. She was 15. She tried to be a good mom, but it was too hard, and she eventually abandoned me with the only people who were ever my mom and dad.

My adoptive parents were christians and they loved me very much. They taught me all about God and his love, and they raised me in the church. But, when I was 7, I found out that my father was sick and wouldn't get better. 2 months after my 8th birthday the only father I had ever known died of AIDS. I had been a christian before that, and I cannot really remember the first time I had known that I was lost...But after my dad died, I blamed God, and I drifted away... From the time my stepfather moved in (when I was 11), to the time my mother kicked him out (when I was 15), he beat me. He was (and still is) an alcoholic, and even though I cannot remember most of his beatings (I remember mostly fear, pain, and hate), I can remember being awoke in the night by blows with a belt.

In middle school I didn't have any problems really. I knew that as long as I did things his way, everything would be fine. The beatings would only happen every once in a while, and I could take that. I still made good grades, was in choir, ect. I never told anyone about what was going on at home. Right before I graduated I accepted the Lord into my life, I had a good summer, but then school started.  

In highschool, I became very depressed and suicidal. The only reason that I didn't kill myself or runaway was because of my little sister (she truly is a blessing from God!!) I started hanging out with people whose lives were just as screwed up as mine. I was angry at God. How could a God who loves me let these things happen in my life? I started acting out my anger. I got into fights, stayed home from school, made bad grades, isolated myself, started having sex, ect. I never did drugs or drank because a guy friend of mine "accidentaly" sliced his tounge down the center on a bad acid trip. I was also lucky in that I did not end up pregnant or with any STD's (praise God!) The last time that me was with a chain dog leash. I had huge bruises all over my legs. 2 weeks later my mom kicked him out. Praise God!!

I wasted the next year resenting God, my former step father, and humanity in general for what had happenned to me. this past August (1999) I finally realized that I had to give my anger to God. God was the only one capable of healing me of my anger, and He did. I quit my job, agreed (with God) to abstain from relationships (dating) for a year, and I have given my life over completely to the Lord for 6 months now!! I was not really saved at any particular place, but after I made the decision to live for God I went to my church and had them pray with me. Today, God has blessed me greatly! I have wonderful friends, a wonderful relationship with my mother and sister, and God has also given me the strength to forgive both my biological parents and my former step father. I now realize that everything that happens in your life affects you spiritually. God uses all of your experiances for His will. One of my favorite sayings is "the devil intended it for bad, but you God used it for good." I know that God has great plans for my life; He has already called me to South Africa as a missionary to people who are suffering from HIV/AIDS, and i do not think that this would have happenned had it not been for my fathers death.

There is nothing that God cannot do! No pain He cannot heal, no past He cannot erase, no future He cannot use for His will! God is awesome!! If anyone would like to talk or anything you can e-mail me at LettersNRed@aol.com Thank you

Hi my name is Lauren and I am 16...I kind of grew up in a Christian home...We went to church on Christmas and Easter and every now and then untill I was in 3rd grade. When I was in 3rd grade I started going regularly to Pioneer's and had a lot of fun, I knew about God and I knew Jesus died for me but I never really listened all that much so I didn't really "know" God. And I never really gave all that much thought. When I was in 6th grade I went to a Christian camp caleld Twin Pines and that started getting me thinking on how lost I was and that when it really came down to it I was miserable...Everyone made fun of me because of my weight and I never was really good in school. One night when we were having our rally the asked everyone to close their eyes and if anyone did not know Jesus to raise there hand...I did...and the "popular" girl who was that convinced me to go up and get saved...I got saved and I felt like a brand new person...it was a WONDERFUL feeling...The summer going into 9th grade my parents seperated...and I lost a brother (foster child since he was 2 months) that we had had for three years and I took it out on God, I hated him...I still went to youth group and stuff but only because it was fun...that year was a real hard year...and the beginning of my 10th grade year I started getting suicidal...I started hanging out with my brothers friends and tried drinking, smoking, and huffing...I tried to kill myself twice, I was put in 3 places to take place of school because I couldn't take it all anymore...I am currently bake in school and cannont wait till next year...Someone I love very dearly that I just met about a month ago helped me realize that I was nothing without God, God was me and that's who I was...She taught me that I didn't have to understand God to love him and have faith in Him. I love God and cannot live without him...God has truly changed my life around...If you want to know more ar have questions or just want to talk...feel free to IM me or write me at Mysticwhitewolf1@aol.com

God Bless ~~~~~~~~L8R G8R~~~~~~~~Love Lauren from Pa

Hi, my name is Caitlin, and I am 13! I grew up going to church every Sunday...but I was always the one that didn't know the answers to the questions in Sunday school. When I was 8, we moved. I had very few friends. We never looked for a church. I basically lost my faith, and literally forgot why Jesus died. Then about 2 years later, we moved again. Things were looking up. Then I met a friend who turned my life around. She didn't exactly witness the tradtional way......

We were on my bed, and started talking about God. I don't know how. I realized that I hadn't lived up to my own expectations. I kept asking my friend questions, and she kept answering them. God bless her, I probably got kind of annoying. Anyways, after that night I was totally on fire for Jesus. I have been saved for 6 months now, and even though it's been 6 of the roughest months of my life, it's also been 6 of the best. I'm never alone.

Take Care and God Bless, Genesis 31:49

TlkU2Death@aol.com

Hi, my name is Jessica and I am 15. You could say that I was raised in a Christian home for the first 6 years of my life. My parents, brother Dave (that is now 19), and I went to a Christian church every Sunday. We prayed before every meal. My father was really involved in the church and he and I would be in all the plays. It was when I was 5 when we stopped going to church every Sunday because either my dad had to work or my mom was to tired to go. So when I was 6 we stopped going to church. We still prayed but it was only when my parents remembered. But that soon stopped too. I think it was my brother that got me to start to curse. I think it was because I wanted to be more like him. I was on the wrong road. My parents started to act like Jesus was never apart of their lives and they too started to curse around me. I forgot who Jesus was and I forgot what it is to be a christian. I felt like something was missing in my life. When I went into the 5th grade I met a great person named Kara and she is now a very good friend of mine. She kept asking me if i wanted to go to Awana with her at her church. In March I finally gave in. At the end of the school year Awana also ended. Soon 6th grade started and I got a call from the new youth pastor at the church and asked me if I would like to start coming to EPIC (youth group). I went and I got some amazing friends. I went on the winter retreats and the over nighters. It wasn't until I went to a concert at the end of 7th grade with Kara, Jennifer, and Kelly that I realized how much I needed Jesus in my life. They gave everyone a chance to come up to the stage and either recommit their lives or ask Jesus into their hearts. It was then with Kara and Jennifer at my side that we made the journey up to the front of the stage and I asked Jesus into my life along with Jennifer. I was trembling. I was baptized with my youth pastor Mark and a good friend of mine, Ben, on Sept. 12, 1999. I don't know what happened but I started to grow further from God. People say to just think of Jesus as your father and he is like your father is here on earth. I never had a good relationship with my parents and the issues of me being adopted kept getting in the way. I have known that I was adopted sense I can remember. And the though of Jesus in my mind was a distant and a not so loving one. I got into a fight with my best friend and i thought that life wasn't worth living any more and I almost gave up. All that changed when I went to CDYC 2000. On Wednesday the youth groups are suppose to meet. Ours met in the guys dorm's basement. We started off singing some songs. We all stood in a circle with are arms around each other. In the middle of the first song I started to cry. I didn't know why I was crying and it took me a while to figure it out but during the song Ben leaned over to me and asked me if i wanted to pray about it. All I could do was nod my head. We walked over to the other side of the basement and I sat in a chair and he prayed for me. I cried for almost an hour. I was trembling and Kara made the comment that the only other time I was like that was when I first excepted Jesus Christ into my heart. When I heard that I finally knew what was going on. Jesus loves me SO much and it took me a long time to realize it. And when I did it just struck me. I could barley make it back to my dorm. I was so light headed. But from then on I will always know that Jesus loves me and that he died for me. I will never forget it. I am doing my best to go down the right path but it is hard for me with 2 parents that don't know Christ anymore and a brother that isn't the best influence (but I still love him). I have a long road ahead but with Jesus at my side I can make it through. "

...The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." (John 10:10)

"Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so..."

Filly14@aol.com

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