I have one of those weird testimonies, in the sense that I can't pinpoint when I gave my life to Christ. (It might be quite long. Sorry!)
I've been brought up in a Christian family and going to church every week, all seventeen years of my life. I think I sort of made a commitment when I was six or seven, although I can't really remember and didn't really understand what I was doing. If I had become a Christian then, it didn't really change my life because I just carried on living the same way. I guess this might sort of answer my own question, because if God comes into your life then it will definitely change you.
I think it is Paul Washer that talks about how a man would be changed if a ten ton lorry drove into him. So if Jesus Christ comes into your life, He will do a lot more changing than a ten ton truck would ever do.
I suppose the next thing that sticks out is when I went to a youth weekend type thing at my church in July last year. It was after the Saturday evening talk and I think we had just sung 'In Christ Alone' to finish. I didn't feel right to leave the hall and go back with the others because I felt so challenged. However, I couldn't really explain why. So I just sat there and a couple of older friends asked if I wanted to pray with them.
So we went over to the park opposite our church and the two guys prayed. Then I started to pray, and all I really remember was being brought to tears by the presence of God, and the conviction that I wasn't living like a Christian should. I suppose this could be defined as 'the moment' when I became a Christian and Christ entered my life.
From that moment about a year ago, my life has definitely changed, most notably the way I behave. I can vividly remember what an idiot I was before at primary school. But God changed me, and although I'm not perfect (yet!) I have improved. I enjoy reading God's Word, I enjoy prayer and listening to sermons, also meeting with my brothers and sisters at my church.
I did go through a patch not many months ago when I was continually doubting my salvation. I really did lose heart, but hallelujah the Lord has brought me through it. I remember worrying about all the sins that I commit every day, thinking to myself, 'If I was a Christian, then why am I still doing these things?' But the Lord really did speak to me, and I remember Him telling me, 'It isn't about what you've done.' If salvation was based on our works and what we have done, then we would all be destined for hell and eternal punishment. But praise God for His grace and the fact that JESUS CHRIST died for us, so we might be forgiven. Hallelujah, what a Saviour!
And here I am today, a seventeen year old listening to sermons, praying and spending more time with God every day. And don't think that I'm praising myself and showing off here, I give all glory to God because He has helped me get here! It isn't about what I've done or am doing, but what Christ has done and God is doing! It is nothing of my own work.
Praise God because He is good, gracious, merciful, loving and He is our hope. Cling onto Him, cry out to Him and realise that we can do all things because God will give us the ability to do it.
There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain.
Then bursting forth in glorious Day,
Up from the grave He rose again.
And as He stands in victory,
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me;
For I am His and He is mine,
Brought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death-
This is the power of Christ in me.
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand.
'Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.
Hallelujah! All glory and praise to God.