Posts with the category “mysalvationstory”

I found myself one morning sitting on a park bench next to the pond near my house with my head in my hands and tears in my eyes trying to understand how life could have gotten this bad.   Read More

I remember starting the pattern of lying as a teenager. Probably younger. Lying to make things more exciting. Lying to hide problems. Lying to keep relationships. It was exhausting! I was constantly hiding from the truth. The truth of who I actually was behind closed doors. Insecure, ashamed, and very lost. In the dark the enemy was able to lie to me as well. I listened. For 29 years.  Read More

I was a child so full of fear, anxiety, and deep sadness. No matter how many hours I went door to door preaching, no matter how many magazines I gave out, no matter what I did, I felt it was never enough, that no amount of my feeble efforts or works was ever enough for me to know I had God's favor and would be spared through Armageddon.  Read More

My name is Priscilla Fletcher and this is #mysalvationstory. When I was 8 years old, I started going to church with my best friend and her family. I would go with them every Sunday, and when I was 11 years old I went forward during an alter call and asked the Lord to come into my heart. If I'm honest, I really didn’t fully understand what I had just done, and I went about my life doing things kids...  Read More

My name is Robin Scott and this is #mysalvationstory.My family is Louisiana Creole which means I grew up going to a Catholic church. I always felt there was more to God than what I experienced each Sunday. I wanted to know Him in a deeper way. In high school, I became less interested in going to the church I was accustomed to. One day during my senior year of high school my boyfriend at the time (...  Read More

My name is Dan Worrell and this is #mysalvationstory. I was raised going to church with my parents and siblings and started learning Bible stories at an early age. When I was in the 3rd grade, my heart and mind began looking at Jesus differently. I asked my parents questions like "What happens to us when we die?" "What does it mean that Jesus died for me?" "What is sin?" One evening my mom and dad...  Read More