http://www.radiomissions.org/sermons/bapprch.html
this is part 1 but on the bottom you can click for part 2. What joy is it for me to read this and john bunyan. This testimony will shock you and how far someone can go and not be saved. Brothers and sisters who have struggled please read this.
i'm suprised no one has responded on this testimony, this is very possible in my very own life and others in the world among professing. Please read this is very powerful and shocking.
I also have an interview for christian family store if you could pray about that.
not to be annoying but i just wanted to know if anyone read this and what they think about it.
A great testimony! I was a church member, saved, filled with the Spirit, and a worker in the church. But one day I realized something was missing. What I was living was nothing like the early church. And I started praying for God to show me what was wrong. Weeks passed, and I grew in despair. Then one night, as I was drifting off to sleep, crying to God,"Why won't You show me?" A voice spoke so loudly, " The sacrifice of Cain".
Now wide awake, I looked at my wife, still sleeping, and wondered how she still slept after that voice! I grabbed my bible and read the story of Cain's sacrifice and then was almost angry. What? This is it? I was expecting angels and lights and stuff. All I get is three words that don't make sense? Over the next couple weeks I kept chewing on those words. Then I realized God was telling me all I did, all I was, was unacceptable because of my heart. My heart? I tithe, speak in tongues, work with the different ministries within the church, pray and read my bible daily. I've got christian bumper stickers on my truck! And I made a terrible mistake. I asked Almighty God, " Well, what is so bad about me?"
God showed me. After each smaller event, I would emerge dirty and beat up, but still say, Hey, I'm a good christian, I kinda overcame that trial. Then one day I was working in the home of a homosexual. I didn't want to be there, didn't like being there, and to top it off, this guy was being a jerk. As he yammered at me, I was trying to finish my work, nodding my head to placate, in my mind I was thinking, I could hit this guy and he'd never even see it coming. All he'd hear is my fist on his jaw then his head hit the floor. I had no intention of doing it, but was just relieving the stress of the situation. When all of a sudden, a force deep inside me rose, and in my mind it was screaming, " Kill him! Kill him!" I could see him on the floor and me stomping his face in. I was fighting these forces of hell with all I had to keep from attacking him, then finally ran from the home and out to my truck. Once there, I looked up to heaven and cried out, God, where did that come from? And I mourned in my heart, because the night before I'd read 1 John and knew that if there was hatred in my heart, I was not of God.
All day long I mourned and prayed. Our church had a revival going on so in deep misery I went that night. I heard not one word that preacher said. At the alter call, I rushed to a quiet spot and prayed, " Lord, I don't know where that came from, but I'm asking you to give me the love of Jesus Christ in my life." I felt so ...clean. Joyful. Light, weightless.
I still didn't realize I hadn't been saved, but I knew now I was different. Sorry to be so long winded.
no brother that was a great testimony of yours , i need to hear testimonies like that, why did you say you were still not saved?
I was so ignorant then. I had no clue why I was different, I just knew I was. The next night I opened the bible to Jeremiah, a book I'd read before and thought boring. This time, the words burned in my heart like fire. Jeremiah 2:11-13, 2:21, 2:32 . I could feel His pain, and His anger.
I was raised in church, and my life as a Christian was defined by that church's teachings and doctrine. And by that doctrine, I believed I was filled with the Holy Ghost because I spoke in tongues, yet I was still filled with the lusts of the flesh and unrighteousness. I didn't realize I was filthy. I thought I was saved, but another spirit, another Jesus was who I was serving. And I didn't know.
When I was born again that night, I was different, a new creature in Christ. And I had to learn God as He is, not as I was taught. I believe the sinner's prayer has destroyed more lives than any vice, alcohol, drugs, etc. because we're taught that a simple prayer saves you. I believe now that there's a prayer of repentance, and then a turning away from sin. But I believe regeneration, the new birth happens later. For me, I grieved and prayed all day, but wasn't any different. But that night, when God washed me, put in me a new heart, and put His Spirit within me, I was different. All praise and glory to Him!
hey john...I checked out the site, but I also stumbled upon another one that you should probably read...it's actually a site run by Shelton's grandson...
Go to the articles section...maybe this is a reason why we get confused sometimes, you know? Let me know what you think
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