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Hi, I'm Trouble and this is my testimony page.  I want to tell everyone that I can about the greatest gift I've ever been given.  That is the gift of eternal life in Christ Jesus.  If you have not accepted Him as your Savior, I hope and pray that you do so soon.  If you do, I would love to hear from you and know that you have done this.  If you are already a Christian, I could always use a few extra online Christian friends.  Please contact me.
 
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Before My Salvation And My Salvation: Edit Text

I was raised in church...my family has a strong Christian and moral background.  I remember my pastor...a wonderful man that always seemed to know just how to connect to everybody no matter their age level.  He is now in North Dakota as a missionary to the Native Americans there.  I hope to go up and see him and his family one day.  One Sunday night when I was six years old, my best friend, who was also six, went down to the altar with her father and gave her life to Jesus.  I stood back in the crowd with my parents and watched her.  I wanted to go up there with her, but I knew that I had to pray about it and get saved myself before doing so.  That night, I tossed and turned on my bed.  God didn't let me go to sleep until I accepted His gift of Salvation. Edit Text

After Salvation/A Hard Journey: Edit Text

After I got saved, I was really on fire for God, but a few years later, the story was not the same.  The story was that I was not as close to God as I should have been.  I've done a lot of things that I'm not proud of, such as lying and generally making a fool of myself as far as my Christian walk is concerned.  I never did alcohol or drugs, I'm a virgin, I'm not a "gangsta" and I'm proud of that, but there are things that I've done that I'm just not proud of.  I was homeschooled for nine years.  After that, I went to a private Christian school (Oakwood Christian) in South Carolina for three years.  While I was in highschool, I got the chance to sit under the teaching of several very godly women and a couple of men whom I still look up to today.  I haven't seen them since I left that school, but their memories are still with me.  At the time, I was questioning a lot of Biblical things.  My Bible teacher answered many of my questions.  During my eleventh grade year, some girls thought it might be fun to just be mean to me for no apparent reason.  I lost my best friend in the school because of that...she was one of the girls.  After eleventh grade, I decided not to go back to that school, or any other for that matter.  I took my GED (General Education Diploma) and tested out.  In a two minute disagreement that another girl started out of cruelty to me, I lost several things: #1. one of my best friends in the world #2. the privilege of going on the freshman trip that fall (I couldn't go because the girls who didn't like me were going) #3. my senior year #4. everything that comes with being a senior in a highschool.  I wanted to get even for a little while.  I was bitter for a long time.  I went home that summer and sank into a deep depression for several months.  I had a daily lineup on television...I could have told you what shows started when on just about every single decent channel on my Grandma's TV...that's sad when you're an eighteen year-old and your Grandma's got Dish Network a.k.a. Many Channels to Choose From.  In September of 2003, I started wanting to go back to church.  I had gotten out for several months.  My mom suggested going to Pleasant Grove, a church not far from our home.  I went one Sunday.  There, I met the friendliest people in the state of Georgia...and it was there where I got my life back on track with Jesus...it was there at that altar in the front of the church that I was finally able to let go of every horrible thing that happened to me in highschool...it is there that I take every problem that I have now.  Did I re-dedicate my life?  No.  I simply got some things straightened out that got crooked...such as my seeming inability to forgive my enemies.  Do I still make mistakes?  More than I did before I went to Pleasant Grove.  Why do I make more mistakes now than I did before?  If I make more mistakes now, then that must mean that God's trying to grow me more than I've allowed Him to grow me in awhile and despite the fact that I don't want to make mistakes, I'm thankful for the times when I do because God teaches me more lessons through my mistakes.    Edit Text

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Now, I'm still in church.  I do not intend to leave Pleasant Grove any time soon and I'm in hopes that the Lord will never lead me away from it.  I love that church.  It's the best place I've been in a long time.  Every person has those people and things in their lives that make them happy.  Those little things that sometimes don't seem like that much that are just so special that you are smiling only when you're doing one of those things.  For me, I have a long list.  Being with Jesus, being at church, being with certain friends, listening to music, writing my poetry and working on my novel are just a few of the things in life that make me REALLY happy.  I still have hard times, but now that I'm where I belong, I can look ahead of those hard times and I can honestly say that I'm happy through them because I'm looking so forward to what's coming afterward.  That's all.  That's my testimony.  I hope that it can affect someone's life for good.