Dewey Dovel Testimony

May 21st, 2015

My Testimony

*Note: The text and numbers that are included in parenthesis are references to verses in The Bible. They are included for support and encouragement to all who read this testimony.

This is my personal testimony regarding how Jesus Christ has changed my life:


Process. This single word can be used to summarize my relationship with Jesus Christ. Defined as “a series of actions or steps taken in order to achieve a particular end,” the process of which I am referring to is God sculpting me into the “fearfully and wonderfully made” (Psalm 139:14) masterpiece that He has created me to be. The “series of actions/steps” involved in the sculpting procedures are never-ending and I will not be a finalized work until I reside in The Kingdom of Heaven (1 Peter 5:10). However, my journey with Christ during my Earthly life is not one of perfection, but of direction. Although that journey tends to be ever changing and unpredictable, the direction always remains constant- Steadfast pursuit towards “the narrow gate” (Matthew 7:13-14) with the Heavenly Father as my guide (Psalm 32:8). With each passing day, God continues to mold me into the Disciple I was created to be (Isaiah 64:8). Throughout the course of this eternal walk with God, it is only Him that I wish to receive glory, honor and praise; I am merely a vessel at the disposal of my Master (2 Timothy 2:21). The Lord has placed it on my heart to publicly share my story of being redeemed by His Grace and Love, and it is my prayer that through the sharing of my testimony, God’s Love can be witnessed and received by somebody who comes across this text. To all reading this, may The Lord bless you and keep you everyday of your life (Numbers 6:24), and may you come to experience the greatest love this world has ever seen through a relationship with Jesus Christ (Ephesians 2:4-5)! Never forget: God loves you more than you could ever fathom no matter who you are, where you come from or what you have done in your life (Romans 5:8)!

Some background information about my life, and the mission that The Lord has placed on my heart to carry out:

My name is Dewey Dovel, and I am a Disciple of Jesus Christ. My mission for my life is to do everything in my power to spread The Gospel to all of creation (Mark 16:15), while sharing God’s Love in my words and deeds (1 Corinthians 16:14). I want to be a “fisher of people” (Matthew 4:19), and a bold witness for The Lord (Acts 4:29). I want to live my life as a humble servant of The Kingdom of God consecrated to our Heavenly Father in order to fulfill my life’s purpose: Complete devotion to carrying out “The Great Commission” (Matthew 28:18-20). I have been called to preach The Gospel, and I will do so as enthusiastically, eagerly and passionately as I can (Romans 1:15) while being as obedient as possible to the direction and guidance that the Holy Spirit provides me with throughout the course of my ministry/life (John 16:13). I couldn’t feel anymore blessed or humbled in regards to where my life is taking me, and in the fact that God would anoint me with a future of proclaiming His Message; As the Apostle Paul said in 1 Corinthians 9:16: “For when I preach The Gospel, I cannot boast, since I am compelled to preach. Woe to me if I do not preach The Gospel.” I truly am compelled to preach The Truth that is Jesus Christ (John 14:6) and the love that He has for the WHOLE world (John 3:16). I believe that there is no greater message to be shared in our world, than the message that is God’s Love for humans exhibited through what Christ did for us on The Cross (1 John 4:10). It is His everlasting love that millions in our world today are longing for; They search to fill the void in their lives with anything they can find to satisfy the eternal emptiness that encompasses their hearts (Ecclesiastes 3:11). Millions relish in temporary sin and pleasure to escape from the problems that they are faced with on a daily basis only to be disappointed and further grieved as their efforts to escape prove to be futile (Hebrews 11:25). Many individuals are searching for truth to the seemingly endless questions that are present in our world while longing for a better tomorrow (John 18:38). Our world wants change, revolution and solutions to fix our society and rescue mankind from the pits of our own self-destruction! It is only through Jesus Christ that we can witness a transformation in the hearts of humans (Ezekiel 36:26). Only through Christ can man find the solution to its problems and fill the void that is present at its core (Psalm 16:11). Only through Jesus Christ can we experience the hope and change we long for as a world (1 Peter 1:3)! It is through Christ alone that my life was forever changed! He has brought me a renewed life filled with joy, peace, rest and hope for my future. In placing your trust in Him, He will do the same for you! (Matthew 11:28-30)

Prologue To My Testimony:

Now I know this introduction of who I am might make me appear as if I have had my life together from day one. Many people that I have shared these aspirations and desires for my life with are blown away by my passion and zeal I have for what God has called me to do; Many are quick to note that the typical 20 year old college student would much rather be intoxicated with the world than intoxicated with the Holy Spirit! Truthfully, I wish I could honestly say that the man described in my introductory paragraphs was the man that I have been since day one. As I alluded to towards the end of the previous paragraph, that man being described couldn’t be any farther from the man I was before I met Christ! As a matter of fact, the man described in the previous paragraph does not paint an accurate picture of the man that I was the first 17 years of my life. In actuality, my past paints a clear picture of the two faced, narcissist, porn addicted, insecure, spiritually lost young man that I was until the moment when The Lord rescued me from the clutches of worldliness. It wasn’t until I turned to Jesus Christ, repented (turned away from) of my sin and accepted Him as my Lord and Savior by receiving Him into my heart by faith that my life was changed. It wasn’t by good works or anything that I ever did to earn my salvation or righteousness in the eyes of The Lord, but it was God’s Grace alone that saved me from my hopeless life (Ephesians 2:8-9). It was through God’s Power manifested through the Holy Spirit that regenerated my life, and continues to direct the course of my life on a daily basis. Jesus Christ set me free (John 8:36), and gradually pulled me out of the abyss that was Satan’s grasp on my life. It was at The Cross where my life was changed forever; As I discovered from personal experience, it is ONLY at The Cross where our lives can be made new, and restored eternally through the sacrifice of Jesus Christ (2 Corinthians 5:17-19)!


I grew up in a household with a family strong in their Christian faith. As a child, I constantly sought my parent’s approval and did everything I could to make them proud of me. My parents showered me in nothing but love, and I couldn’t be anymore blessed or thankful to have them as my parents. I loved nothing more than the feeling of pleasing my parents, and over the course of time I made it my top priority to receive attention and praise from them. However, as I began elementary school it didn’t take me long to realize that it would take a different kind of behavior in order to stand out in front of my classmates. From my perspective at the time, the behavior that was necessary to obtain attention from my peers was not the same behavior that my parents had taught me during my childhood. I knew that in order to be “cool” and “fit in,” I would have to act in a way that was similar to the people I was surrounded with. Although this behavior would not reflect how my parents raised me, I was willing to do whatever it took to win the approval of my peer group. After all, garnering attention and praise from my parents had always been great, so naturally I assumed that any kind of attention received from my peers would be equally as satisfying. I wanted popularity, I wanted acceptance and I was not going to be labeled as average. My desire for self-gratification and attention was so powerful (even at a young age), that I began to act out in any way possible to be the center of attention. The line that divided right and wrong became a blur to me as I starved for prominence in my social circle; Because I believed it would make me “cool and grown up,” I began to swear at the age of 7. In a short amount of time, my flamboyance and ostentatious antics began to gain me the notoriety that I hoped for. In reflection, the publicity I was receiving from my classmates was more negative than positive. Nevertheless, I was satisfied that people were paying attention to me. Like it was with my parents (in my eyes), the actions of Dewey Dovel were the focal point of my peers. Unfortunately, I got to the point to where I was living two lives: the one my parents saw at home while I was in their presence, and the one I lived when I was around my peers. This was only the beginning of my gradual start down a slippery slope that only led to feelings of emptiness, discontentment and inadequacy. Before long, my growing thirst for social acceptance and conditional happiness would reach such a point that nothing could quench it. Heading into the genesis of my adolescence, I was in trouble.

I was confirmed and baptized at Crossroads United Methodist Church when I was 11 years old. As I previously noted, my family was strong in their faith, and as far as I was concerned I had inherited their faith/religious beliefs. We attended church as regularly as we could, and from conversations with my parents in addition to what I learned at church, I had a decent idea (for an 11 year old) about who Jesus was, and what He did for mankind. I also knew that if one was a Christian, they got to go to Heaven and at the time that was enough for me to want to be a Christian. After all, in my thought process I determined that one would be crazy to not want to go to Heaven! It was also around this time that I discovered that many of my classmates were beginning to be baptized or had already been baptized. I did not want to be left out of something that appeared to be the popular thing to do amongst my peers. So around the beginning of 6th grade, I began to ask my parents if I could be baptized since I was a “Christian.” I told them exactly what I knew they wanted to hear: “I believe that Jesus Christ died for my sins and I accept Him as my Lord and Savior.” Sure enough, my plea for their approval regarding my baptism was good enough to receive their blessing. Following a “Confirmation” process through our church, I was baptized and I couldn’t have been any happier! My parents were so proud of me, and now I finally had the justification to brag to my classmates that I was baptized. Looking back, in my heart I know that although I had been baptized and had “accepted” Christ, I had not fully surrendered my life to Him; I had not truly accepted Christ into my heart, but merely said the right things to appease my parents so I could do what I believed to be the popular thing to do at the time. The fruit (or lack thereof) that was produced (See Matthew 7:15-20) in my life for the next 6 years would prove that I was still as spiritually lost as I was before I was baptized. Honestly, things only got worse for me (spiritually/emotionally/socially) from that day forward for quite some time.

My life was a blur from that day forward. On the surface, things were looking great; I was excelling in school and in baseball. My parents couldn’t have been any more proud of the man I was becoming. I was attending church weekly, and proudly proclaimed that I was a Christian to my peers. Life was about as good as it could have been, or so it would appear to be from the outside. Truthfully, reflecting back on my life from 11-17, I couldn’t have been anymore miserable. At the age of 13, I became addicted to pornography. My misery was fueled by this powerful addiction and the effects of my newfound obsession would prove to be tumultuous. I was fascinated with the visual and physical temporary pleasure that pornography offered me. I knew from my parent’s instruction that premarital sex was wrong, and somehow to this day I have abstained from it. However, my mentality soon became that if I could not have sex, I was going to get all the sexual satisfaction I wanted from what online pornography had to offer me. It did not take me long to become consumed with lust, and buried deep in the trap that is porn. Also, my language and dialect was very inappropriate; It felt as if every other word I said was a curse word, and try as I did, I could not stop cursing by my own power. What had begun as an attempt to sound cool to impress my peers had now become words that were rooted deep within my vocabulary. Worst of all, as middle school progressed into high school, my efforts to win the approval of my peers were failing. Out of frustration for what I perceived as a lack of my classmate’s appreciation of me, I began to treat many of my peers very poorly, and from that moment forward I felt that the only way I could get any attention was to act out in negative ways. This would result in me spending more time in the halls exiled from class than actually in the classroom. Because of growing insecurity of my public perception, I began to brag about my ability to play baseball and would lie/exaggerate about anything that could make me appear honorable to my classmates. I was completely enslaved to my desire to be popular, admired and accepted. Seeing my continued failures of gaining social acceptance only compounded my despair. To counter my growing depression, I turned to pornography even more and used it as an outlet to escape my self imposed “problems.” Pornographic material provided me with a temporary outlet to satisfy myself and take my mind off of my growing social failures. I began to fall deeper and deeper into worldliness, which only magnified the temptations that were present in my life. Of course, with no Biblical foundation or relationship with God, I had no power of my own to withhold from porn or other forms of sin that I clearly knew were wrong. I trudged through my first two years of high school before I changed schools. The change of schools was the most difficult thing that I had endured at that point of my life. Not only was I separated from the few friends I had at my previous school, but I became a social outcast at my new educational institution. I can’t begin to express the depression I felt on a daily basis during my junior year of high school. I had zero true friends and felt lost and alone. Granted, I had completely brought everything on myself. I was difficult to relate to, made little effort in participating in fellowship with my new classmates and distanced myself socially in fear of being rejected. As my senior year of high school rolled around, I was at rock bottom spiritually, emotionally and socially. I was deeply depressed, and I began to feel more alone than I had ever felt in my entire life. I had no desire to live, and thoughts began to cross my mind as to if anybody would even care if I died. In my opinion, my life lacked purpose and I felt as if my future had no direction whatsoever. All of this led up to November 18, 2012 when my life was changed forever; It was on that date that I met the “Prince of Peace” for the first time in my life (Isaiah 9:6). In a matter of minutes following my introduction to Him, my life was never the same.

It was Thanksgiving Break. I was at my Grandmother’s house alone, and I was deep in thought on the living room couch. Nothing in my life seemed to bring me any satisfaction. I felt exhausted spiritually from carrying the weight of my sinful baggage that I had accumulated from years of pornography addiction, self imposed social rejection and insecurities surrounding my public image in the eyes of my peers. I didn’t know where else to turn, and as far as I was concerned life had lost its appeal. In hindsight, I was so consumed with the negative effects that my sin was having on my life that I was completely oblivious to all of what I had been blessed with. I had a full college baseball scholarship, I was set to graduate high school with honors and my family had provided me with virtually everything that I had ever asked for. Yet in the midst of it all, I could only dwell on my countless failed attempts at obtaining the social clout and attention that I craved. At some point during that emotional “pity party,” I took out my cell phone in preparation to watch a pornographic video in order to escape from the onslaught of my despairing thoughts. As I took the phone out of my pocket, I noticed out of the corner of my eye a small book sitting on my Grandmother’s coffee table. For whatever reason, I decided to pick it up and see what it was; It was a daily devotional book! Intrigued, I put my phone back in my pocket and started flipping through the pages and realized that there was a specific devotional for each individual date for every day of the year. I proceeded to turn to the November 18 devotional (the date of that particular day) and began to read the contents of the page. Immediately, my eyes burned from the tears that began to form, and before long I was weeping in the middle of my Grandmother’s living room. Everything that I had been going through in my life socially, emotionally and spiritually was written on that page. It was as if I had given an interview of my life to a reporter, and I was reading the notes that were taken over what I had said. After I finished reading the devotional, I did something that I hadn’t sincerely done in over 6 years- I prayed! In prayer, I asked God for the forgiveness of my sin, and begged for Jesus to come into my heart. I pleaded to my Heavenly Father that He would help give me the strength to change my life, turn away from my sin and restore it in such a way to remove my pain, insecurities and depression. Following my prayer, I felt a greater peace than I had ever felt in my entire life. Nothing special happened to me physically, but in my heart I knew that something had changed. At that moment, I officially was Born Again (John 3:3)! It was November 18, 2012 that I secured my eternal citizenship in the Kingdom of Heaven. From that day forward, God began to transform every facet of my life! (Romans 12:1-2)

Through the power of The Holy Spirit, I put on “the new self,” (Ephesians 4:24) or became a new Dewey Dovel! Obviously, the change I was undergoing was a process; I did not overcome my life of habitual sin overnight. However, the more I prayed, and the more frequently I read my Bible, the less attractive my old lifestyle trends became. I actually began to have success in overcoming the temptations in my life that were causing me to stumble and experience the heartache/inadequacy that I had been feeling for so many years. Slowly but surely, my language and dialect became more appropriate (Ephesians 5:4 & James 3:11). Over the course of a year and a half, my battle in overcoming pornography addiction was complete through the Power of Jesus Christ! I discovered that the Power and Authority I had in the Name of Jesus was far more powerful than my lustful urges and sinful nature (Luke 10:19)! Also, The Lord freed me from the domineering insecurities of pleasing all of my peers. I began to solely focus on living out God’s Will for my life to the best of my ability, and showering my Brothers and Sisters in Christ with love; In time my concern for popularity/social prestige vanquished (Galatians 1:10 & 1 Thessalonians 2:4). To my surprise, the less I focused on being popular and forcing my peers to like me, the more my peers showed me their approval/favor. Nearly a year following me becoming Born Again on that November afternoon at my Grandmother’s house, God called me to preach The Gospel. In June 2014, I was baptized again firmly solidifying my full circle in being transformed by The Lord into a New Creation! To make a long story short, God changed my life. It was through my faith in Him, and the encouragement He gave me through what The Bible teaches us about His Love that I could be set free from my life of sin (Romans 6:15-23).

Honestly, overcoming my sin was not an easy task and to this day I still struggle with the same temptations I faced before I surrendered my life to Jesus Christ. The change/transformation of my life was not instantaneous, and it was not always smooth sailing. There were many periods of frustration and confusion. There were occasional instances in which I would suffer a temporary relapse into pornography or cursing. To this very day, I continue to fall short of God’s Standard (Romans 3:23). Yet in the midst of my sanctification process (it is a life long process of being further consecrated wholly unto God- Ephesians 5) I am constantly made aware that as a genuine regenerate Follower of Jesus Christ, I am not identified by my sins (so long as I repent, or turn away from them- Acts 3:19). I will continue to make mistakes, and I will let down God and my peers more times in my life than I could ever keep track of; But I am redeemed and set free of it all SOLELY by the work of Jesus Christ! The righteousness of Jesus Christ has been imputed upon myself and it is God’s Love for me that gives me the inexhaustible source of strength to overcome my intoxication with worldliness and sin. I have come to the realization that no matter how many times I stumble, God’s support and love will never waver (Psalm 136:1). In evaluation of my entire life to this very day, when I was at my lowest moments, God was right by my side (Psalm 23:4). He was always with me, even before I knew Him intimately through Jesus Christ (Hebrews 13:5). It was through Christ that I had the strength to overcome all the inequity in my life that was bogging me down (Philippians 4:13). It was Christ that gave me a new peace, a new hope and a fresh start in my life (Lamentations 5:21). No matter how many times I stumble, God’s Love is enough to cover all my wrongs (Proverbs 10:12)! Jesus Christ has paid the price for my sin (1 Corinthians 6:19-20); He has made me righteous before God (1 Corinthians 1:30), given me new life (Galatians 2:19-21) and ONLY Christ deserves all glory, honor and praise (Revelation 5:12)! Not only has Jesus Christ changed my life, but He has the power to revolutionize EVERY life! He was sent by God to be the sacrifice for the sin of the WHOLE world! He is available to ALL people! (1 Timothy 2:4) He is ready to make an eternal impact on your life if you allow Him to do so! (James 4:8) Have you placed your trust and faith in Jesus Christ? Have you personally met the Prince of Peace?


Jesus replied, “Very truly I tell you, everyone who sins is a slave to sin.”- John 8:34

Some of you reading this testimony might very well be prisoners to sin. You are prisoners to pride. You are prisoners to jealousy. You are prisoners to lust or insecurities. You are in bondage to some sort of immorality and you long to be set free. You are a prisoner and you have tried time after time to be set free, but you haven’t been able to escape through your own strength. I tell you the truth, you can be set free by Jesus Christ! The truth shall set you free!

It is through Jesus Christ that we are set free from the shackles and bondage of all our sin, mistakes and failures. It is only through God’s Divine, Perfect Love that our lives can be transformed. It is through the precious blood of Jesus Christ that we can be set free of all our sins (Romans 3:22)! On that cross 2000 years ago, Christ bore all of our sin, guilt and shame; On that cross, Jesus Christ endured the epitome of the most humiliating, torturous way to die for EVERY person that has ever or will ever live in addition to taking on the COMPLETE Wrath of God so that we will never have to experience it if we will repent of our life of sin and receive Him as our Lord and Savior (Romans 5:9-11)! It is through God’s Mercy, Forgiveness, Grace and Love that we have forever been set free of our transgressions when we freely receive Jesus Christ into our hearts as our Lord and Savior!

Jesus Christ came to save mankind! He came to set the whole world free from the bondage of sin! That means everybody! That means YOU! He thought about YOU on that Cross! Jesus Christ belongs to the whole world! He belongs to every race, gender, and ethnicity! He belongs to every sinner! He is the atonement for all sins! He lived a perfect, sinless life and willingly died on the cross to wipe away your sins once and for all! You can be cleansed, and you can have a clean slate from all your past, present and future transgressions! Through Jesus Christ, you can be eternally set free and eternally forgiven! All you have to do is ask Jesus Christ to come into your heart by faith, freely receive Him as your Lord and Savior, and turn away from your sin (repent) with the help of God through His Holy Spirit!

“God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.”- 2 Corinthians 5:21

Wouldn’t it be awesome to go to bed tonight and every night thereafter knowing you’re forgiven of your sins? Wouldn’t it be refreshing to know everyday that you are going to Heaven, and someday you will get to dwell with God for all of eternity? You can have that peace and assuredness by coming to The Cross, and accepting Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior by FAITH!

“I tell you, now is the time of God’s favor, now is the day of salvation.”- 2 Corinthians 6:2

Have you made the decision to accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior? If so, say a similar version of this prayer to yourself, and at the conclusion of it you can know that you are forever saved! (See Romans 10:9-13)

Sinner’s Prayer:

Dear God, I come to you in the name of Jesus Christ. I acknowledge to You that I am a sinner, and I am sorry for my sins and the life that I have lived; I need your forgiveness.

I believe that your only Son Jesus Christ shed His precious blood on the cross and died for my sins, and I am now willing to turn from my sin in repentance.

You said in Your Holy Word, Romans 10:9 that if we confess that Jesus is Lord, and believe in our hearts that God raised Jesus from the dead, we shall be saved.

Right now God, I have acknowledged to you that I accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior. With my heart, I believe that You raised Jesus from the dead, and I receive Him into my heart by faith. At this very moment I have become Born Again, and accept Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and Savior and according to His Word, right now I am saved.

Thank you Jesus for your unlimited grace which has saved me from my sins. Lord Jesus transform my life so that I may bring glory and honor to you alone and not to myself.

Thank you Jesus for dying for me and giving me eternal life.

In Jesus’ Name I Pray,


This is only the beginning of your walk with The Lord! May our Heavenly Father bless you and keep you everyday of your life, while serving as your guide as you embark on your journey with Him by your side forever!

God Bless!

Born Again

May 19th, 2015

2Pe 3:9 The Lord … is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.

Repentance is what is being called for by the Lord for everyone that does not want to perish, which would practically cover every soul that is resident upon the earth.

Repentance, or any requirement towards anything for that matter, has a way of approach which would satisfy the one requiring such an act to become recognized by the one requiring it.  To bypass the requirement expected by the involved party would result in one being rejected by the one requesting for the act. (Gen.4:7)

Life starts out as one becoming aware of their surroundings, as they become aware of the fact that they are a part of their active surroundings.

Becoming aware of my own childish surrounding, I became aware of the fact that the community that I lived in had just gotten introduced to biblical matters from their un-biblical matters that the community was originally use to.

I noticed that the whole community accepted and embraced the ‘new’ form of living and tended to ‘look down upon’ the ones that did not embrace this new way of life.  The understanding that God became involved in human matters, out of His Love for them, was one that turned them from their former ways to that which was presently presented to them. (Repentance)

I became identified with the present surrounding, but never became a part of the fabric although I participated in its activities. (Seemingly that is what everyone does that gets intertwined into any setting that they are introduced to at an early age. Not having come into the age of accountability. Many choose to remain in that state after given an introduction to something more than their surroundings offer to them. ) (unrepentant)

In my then present mindset, I could expect an answer to the prayers that I offered to the Unseen Living Being (Child-like faith) and witness the results that were carried out by That Being, yet being only a participator of the faith. I realized that there was more required of That Being from me than being just a participator. He required that I become a partaker of that finished Work that He had done for me. It involved becoming publicly embarrassed before my peers, which I did not want to get drawn into at that time.

I honestly believe that is what many would-be followers of Christ are being prevented from doing, in taking that step, which would farther identify them as being a part of Him today. (Mk.8:38)

One answer to prayer involved a request for silence within an enclosed area.

Having been orphaned, I was sent to a religious orphanage, where children under the age of twelve were required to take an afternoon nap. In this setting, the room wherein I was trying to take a nap was full of noise. (Snoring) I asked the Invisible Being to intervene and bring about silence into the room, the room became silent of the snoring at that time, yet I could hear the goings on of the outdoors. (Birds chirping, grownups shouting, work being carried out.) This so surprised me, that I looked up to see what was going on, in which a Light began to ascend towards me, which so frightened me, since it was a strange occurrence, that I refused to yield to Its will for me to give into It. Upon my refusal it returned to whence it came from.
That experience had such an effect on me that I quit praying then, lest the same thing happen again.

Another event that happened, which affected me greatly was when an evangelist came through and preached, which caused a portion of my being to yield to a pull that was drawing me to give myself to Its Will.  I held on to my seat tightly, in order to prevent my body from obeying what my being wanted to do. What a relief it was for me when he finally ended the invitation to respond to the call.
All this time I identified myself as being a believer of that faith that identified itself with Christianity, but I still had need to become a part of what it stood for.

Time continued, I grew up, I lived as expected of the belief that the community held, and did not have any problems with what it believed, even if questions occurred within my heart as to things that were taught me by them, to things that did not fit those things that were taught to me of the Bible. I figured that their beliefs were correct anyway, since I did not know any better.

The theory of evolution taught to me in high school, away from that religious environment, ‘threw me in for a loop’. My reasoning being, which my instructors for my life, were not there to bring me something that would willingly bring instructions of a falsehood as part of my learning.

Come to think of it, what importance has the theory of evolution have upon a person that is trying to become a part of society? It should not have anything to do with ones status in the society that it is being introduced into. I now see it as a tool that Satan uses in order to break ones faith that one had upon a God of Creation. It has to do with spiritual matters, to make a way towards ones soul’s destiny.

Reasoning is what turned me (repentance) from my former thinking to this new way of thinking. I thought that if this theory was correct, than that other belief about God was incorrect. When I accepted the theory (which I know today is but a theory) for a fact, then I seemingly dropped of lost something that I was holding on to in life.

Morality lost its meaning. Life was not placed here to be ruled, but to be lived as one willed. Lying was not a thing to be shunned, stealing was okay, cheating or anything that the flesh desired for was become the way of life. We eat; we drink, and die tomorrow. Yet, being not a fool, one should know that there is a price to pay for what one does to others in this life. (Rom.14:12) Are there not laws for a society to prevent chaos from ruling? How much more for living in Life Itself? As is the natural so also is the Spiritual. (2Cor.5:10)

Having lost a ‘part’ that God had in my life, prior to my introduction to the ‘theory of evolution’, I did not want anything to do with things that pertained to religious matters. I did not want to hear the term, Jesus, or God. If anyone mentioned those names, I would turn away from them and refuse to hear them out.

This new life style brought hatred and bitterness into my life that I had not known before. It brought me under the control of an uncaring society that practiced racism etc. It left me the desire to escape from its influence upon my life, which I had no control over. Suicide seemed to be a means of escape from the bitterness that this life offered unto m.

Satan, that wily creature that he is, told me that death would bring me an escape from the bitterness of life that I was experiencing, that I would find NOTHING in that state. It would just totally annihilate me.
For all that, God had not yet forsaken me. His Word could still have and affect on me. A child that is trained in the way of truth could not depart from it (subconsciously) even if he is become old. (Prov.22:6)

To overrule the death wish from Satan, God came up with a verse found in Heb.9:27 “…it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment.”
Judgment was what placed a fear before me.
I could imagine myself standing before millions, having to go through a trial, where I would have to answer for my deeds that I permitted to happen within my walk in this life, whether they were secret or not.
How embarrassing it would be for me when they were called out and proven before my friends and acquaintances, and before the holy angels of God.

That is when I thought to prove to myself the existence of God or not. I began to seek with an open mind. I said, ‘If I find God in a certain religion that is where I’ll become a member of.’ So I started attending different churches only to become discouraged in finding God amidst them. I only found different thoughts or ideas that they believed was a way to approach God. (Prov.14:12) (Mt.15:8,9)

Not being satisfied I turned again to the unsatisfying ways that flesh had to offer. Until God again intervened and had me turn to the Bible for answers. There is where He proved Himself to be true to His Word. There is where I turned unto Him in prayer that He might prove to me that His Word is as true as it said in it as being truth. (Repentance again) That is where I found God. Not in a church or in a belief, but in His ability to perform His Word in action. (1Thes.1:5) That is where I finally found what I desired to have in my life since my early days of childhood. That is where I would point anyone who is seeking after God and His Truth. That is where Eternal Life is found.

Christianity is where the Source of Life is dealing in, but only according to His Word. Outside of that Word is where one would be in danger of judgment. For man shall not live by bread alone, (which are the needs that are in life –Mt.16:26 ), but by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God.  God said ‘every word’, and every word is what He requires of the repentant breaker of His Law, otherwise He will NOT accept the worshiper and his means of worship towards Him.

Light is that which I, as a child, refused to become involved in my life, since It was fearful for me then. Light is that which I ,as an adult, embraced into my life although It was fearful again for me, but I just committed my will unto It, and It has taken control of me again as It had when I was under Its influence prior to my having become a new creature in Christ Jesus. Glory be unto His Name!

My VISA Journey

May 14th, 2015

Hi everyone, I’m writing a testimony on how I got my Visa. When I searched in the Internet, almost all the comments and reviews said that in my case it will be rejected. I wanted this VISA so much because I already sacrificed a lot for this.

So at first, I worry so much to the point that I always think about it and I even cannot sleep anymore.

But I came to the point that I realized that I cannot do anything anymore, I just need to trust God because I know He is powerful and can do all things even beyond our imagination. I trusted in His promises because I know God put the dream in my heart and I know only He can fulfill it. I trusted in His love because I know that God wants what is best for me. When doubts arise, I always think about these things. Jesus said that if we have faith, we can get what we want, provided that it is according to His will. So keep the faith and drop the doubt!.

“Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.”

I chose to put my trust in Jesus and He didn’t fail me. I started to send prayer request to different churches and to some of my friends. It is true that prayer really works. Where there is hope, there is faith. Where there is faith, miracles happen.

My journey in getting my Visa really increased my faith and trust in God. My Visa was approved! Other people even told me that it was approved fast, because some usually takes a long time. Truly nothing is impossible with God! To God be all the glory, honor and praise.

Here are some bible verses that help me:

“Delight yourself in the LORD, and he will give you the desires of your heart.” (Psalm 37:4)

“Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.” (Mark 11:24)

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. (Philippians 4:6)”

“Keep on asking and it will be given to you; keep on seeking and you will find; keep on knocking and the door will be opened to you” (Mat. 7:7)

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” (Jeremiah 29:11)

All through His Grace

May 4th, 2015

During my 10th standard I had gone through some pretty rough times with my grades. I got a B2 in math for my SA1. My school has a very strict criteria to get science so with this mark I was sure I wouldn’t get in.

Like many other people it was in my time of utter desperation that I turned to prayer. I prayed really hard to get science stream but obviously my earthly logic made me believe that it was impossible.

My SA2 was also done and my hope of getting science seemed even more impossible. I worked hard but the paper was so hard.

Finally the day the streams were to be announced arrived. And believe or not I GOT SCIENCE! Praise the lord! I knew with all my heart that it wasn’t my effort or my marks that got me there but God alone.

Before the 10th results were out I prayed that I would get above 9.2 and when the results were out I was so shocked that I GOT 10 CGPA!!

Praise the Lord is all I could say… Even now it still surprises me but I know now that nothing is impossible for the lord Jesus Christ. And all the glory is to Him ALONE.

Every time you feel down know that God is always there in your lowest low and your highest high. And all you have to do is ask Him. And walk in the path that He leads.


I couldn’t go on about my life without writing a testimony and telling God’s glory. Here I go…

First and foremost I want to start off by saying while going through this painful process, probably mentally the darkest season of my life I read a lot of doubters comments when I looked up this topic. Especially people infected saying

“It is what it is. No cure. Deal with it like we all do.”

And clearly carry all this weight of bitterness towards the person who infected them. Terrible. Look… I’m a fighter. I wasn’t accepting that this diagnosis would be “my story”. The quality of my life wasn’t about to be shadowed with this “in curable disease” with the embarrassing stigma on top of that.

The way I looked at it, God was my only hope.

I will say the stigma is blown out of proportion because SO many people have it. 80% of the people who carry it don’t know.. That’s a fact. It is just a skin disease (down there or in your mouth) well technically a virus just like all the other STDS that can be cured except unfortunately like HIV there’s no cure for HSV 1 or 2 and you are always infectious.

The emotional part about it is down played because you can’t die from it and it is a “gross” STD to carry or claim as far as the public goes. Dating in this generation is already tough as it is and having to be honest about “that” cause it’s the right thing to do was detrimental to me. It killed me. I was so ashamed. The way I contracted it wasn’t worth it to me and I couldn’t wrap my head around how preventable it could’ve been. Like using protection or not even sleeping with the person because it was a one-time thing.

In my case it almost didn’t happen because I didn’t want to initially with that person in particular but then it eventually did. That tortured me every night. I didn’t get it from a boyfriend or someone I truly cared about it so you can understand how I had every reason to be upset not only at the person but at myself.

I dealt with a lot of self hate in that period. I knew better. I wasn’t ignorant. Actually I was always the person telling people how Herpes is so common and people don’t even show symptoms. It’s crazy cause Herpes was really my worst fear for years. Most people don’t get tested for it. For some strange reason STD clinics and even most primary doctors don’t test for it because it’s not apart of the full STD panel. You have to ask for it personally.
I was one of the people that always asked for it believe it or not. On the CDC government site they have information on every STD. Under Herpes (HSV 1 & 2) it explains why people aren’t tested for it regularly which in my opinion is kinda sick.. It says because so many people carry it, the awareness of it supposedly doesn’t stop the spread and psychologically it’s too traumatic (true) so for that doctors are instructed to only test for it if the patient asks.

That makes no sense, kinda sounds like a conspiracy if you ask me. I feel like the acceptance & stigma of Herpes would be less embarrassing if it was tested as heavy and demanding as HIV is. The spread in my opinion would slow down actually. Who wants that title of spreading Herpes? I feel most people wouldn’t. If it was tested regularly who knows.. there would possibly be more of a demand or search for a cure or it would influence infected people to be more honest without so much pressure because so many people would be diagnosed. We should be proactive and do something about that because it can change lives and emotions that we dealt with or for some reading are dealing with. I don’t wish those feelings I felt on my worst enemy.

So my story starts off by making a bad decision one morning. I slept with someone for the wrong reason and I knew it. I felt guilt right after. Then the following days is when the paranoia of STDs started to kick in. I was convinced he either gave me HIV or Herpes and I wasn’t even showing symptoms. I only felt that way because I didn’t know him like that to NOT be using protection. I was just checked 3 weeks prior to what I did with him and I was fine.. Like always so how could I? Irresponsible. I personally felt I was in experienced. I didn’t sleep around often to be super forward about protection I always expected for the man to do his part which in my experience usually happened. In this case it didn’t.

Do I think a God was punishing me? No. Do I think God allowed this to happen for me to get “closer” to him? No. Do I think this was Gods will? Not at all. In fact whether you believe it or not prior to having sex with the person I contracted it from.. I will say I remember something now I can call it the Holy Spirit was telling me to not even go to this guys house. Basically tugging at my conscious. Almost warning me. I didn’t listen even though I knew it was wrong and carried on. Energy does not lie. Listen to your intuition it is usually accurate and once you have God in your heart besides common sense it’s most likely your Holy Spirit.

You guys need to get this idea of God being mean or punishing you out of your head. You didn’t kill anyone. He is a loving, merciful & most importantly forgiving God. Jesus died on the cross for this very reason. Look you made a error, a mistake, you messed up but we all do. I did. We’re human. It happens and although you feel alone right now, you’re not. God hears you, he feels every pain you carry and sees every tear. Knows every thought and intention. Knows what you did and what you’ll do in the future.

Take this verse in and stand on it:


We are basically as in “WERE”. Past tense. It was already done. Transgressions means sin. That verse is in the bible. You are healed, he took it on the whipping post and carried your diseases to the cross. Repeat that verse everyday until you believe it in your spirit because faith plays a BIG part of your healing. Pray and claim your healing daily. If that verse is to unrealistic for your subconscious to believe, for me it personally was then say things that are realistic to you.


  • “My immune system is getting stronger daily and fighting off this disease.”
  • “I am getting healthier everyday because with God anything is possible.”
  • “Thank you God for my healing. In Jesus name.”

How bad do you want to be healed? Are you willing to put doubt aside and have faith that God can heal you. Visualize in your head that you are already healed and that the next blood test you take will come back negative. Your blood is cleansed by Jesus. Remember healing comes with salvation. It’s yours and attainable now believe it.

My story ends with being diagnosed positive with HSV 2 in the month of February and by April I was healed. March was the worst month of my life but I also never prayed the way I did. My healing was a process. Skeptics might say “well maybe it didn’t show up this time? Once you have it you have it for life” Welp I went to two more clinics including the one I got tested at. Which is 3 different tests. Still negative. Took 2 cell culture swabs at my gynecologist. Negative. On top of that I took the gold standard 100% accurate HSV 1 & 2 which is called The Western Blot and surely enough I am negative for HSV 1 & 2.

People who don’t believe in divine healing might also say “well maybe you never had it and it was a false positive”. True and as much as I would love to believe that instead of once carrying it because look this diagnosis definitely hurt my ego. I was humbled, but remember any good thing that happens is always a blessing from God no matter what so if that is the case it’s still Gods glory. The way my situation was set up I personally don’t think so sometimes because all the odds were against me similar to The Gideon 300. Some days I feel like I once really had it and somedays it feels better to think it was a “false positive” either way it’s God glory. Look up “The Gideon 300″ story in bible it’s in Judges 7. Great and motivating story.

If you truly believe in your heart that Jesus died on the cross for our sins and salvation, rose up 3 days later alive, you have to understand that diving healing is now yours. If that’s weird for you to take it in I’ll leave you with two options are you gonna live with “it” or fight with faith? Your choice. The steps I took had to start with faith then I had many people pray for me. My entire family, even ones not so close to God. Women at bible study. A pastor. Prayer requests on a church website. Here’s a couple websites I think you’ll find useful because I sure did. Have as many pray for you as you can even close friends you trust. Every prayer counts.


Email 2jesus! Put a prayer request on TGM ministries! Email saved healed! Put a prayer request to the 700 club! Put your pride aside and be honest about the situation. It’s in Gods hands and God will listen and see your effort. He loves all of us. He cares for your reputation so do not worry of being exposed. these websites work with diseases more major then HSV 1 & 2. This is not your story. This is only a lesson. Not a punishment.

Youtube videos that grew my faith:

  • Pete Cabrera Jr
  • Karl Stein
  • Pastor Prince Joseph
  • John Mellor

And many others, I just feel from a evangelistic Christian stand point those are safe ones I can give out that are legit and pleasing to God. Look them up and see miracles manifest right in your eyes. Go on and read those incredible testimonies.

The point of me giving you all these resources is to build your faith. Remember anything is really possible with God. When you pray to God always end it in his son Jesus’s name. Here are verses you should seriously take in and remind yourself daily.

“The tongue can bring death or life;
Those who love to talk will reap the consequences.” Proverbs 18:21

“Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.” Mark 11:24

“You can ask for anything in my name, and I will do it, so that the son can bring glory to the father.” John 14:13

I’m gonna end this with a prayer and I hope whoever reads this believes I was once in your shoes looking these things up man. Everyday. I get it. It feels great to be on the other side again and give advice but from my perspective. I believe all who read this have the right to be healed. Now it’s on you.

Father Lord,
I pray that whoever reads this takes in my advice and allows you into their heart. I pray that whoever is reading this very prayer you automatically give them favor when it comes to requests they ask you for father. I pray that you bless, prosper, heal and protect all who are reading this and together we stand on the verse that was written in the bible that your son Jesus Christ was wounded for our transgressions and by his stripes we ARE healed. It it is done. Father I pray you increase their faith, cleanse their blood, their immune system, heal all diseases and make their body whole. In Jesus name WE pray. Amen

Thank you father Lord for my healing. I could never repay you. You are truly the king of kings. Please bless all who read this with the same healing and favor you gave me so they to can write a their personal testimony and share your glory. God bless you all.

God’s Little Miracle

April 21st, 2015

My son Matthew, who is now one year old, has experienced life as well as death… The life of Matthew has been typical. He starting sitting up on his own when he was only a few months old, crawling around six months, and walking shortly after his first birthday. Matthew has lived in a loving household with a father, mother, and older sister. His grandparents adore him and people who meet him are often taken by his uplifting smile. An abundance of toys was often found scattered about from playing with his two-year-old sister. Matthew is mommy’s little angel, daddy’s only son, and Gods little miracle.

The purpose of this writing is to demonstrate how the life of an individual can be changed in an instant. If you have experienced much of life you likely know how quickly it can change. Many situations in my life have changed in a matter of a day, an hour, or even a minute however we can make the most of the new situation or the worst. Life is a gift that’s wonderful and there is always a way to make the best of a seemingly bad situation. It is important to give thanks and glory where it’s due. My son is alive today and that is truly a miracle, and one that I can never fully show my gratitude. While I write many would consider my situation one where joy would be a difficult emotion to obtain but I choose to have joy and peace. My son Matthew clinically died on February 19th but didn’t remain in that state, as CPR was used to restart his little heart. I can’t begin to thank the doctors and nurses enough for their part in giving Matthew his life. That day in February was a blur and remains to be a blur. Matthew my only son, the boy that is a spitting image of myself and who was completely healthy all of his life had a cardiac arrest and stopped breathing.

Matthew’s mother found him unresponsive and not breathing in his car seat after returning home from a shopping trip. Terrified she screamed for help and thankfully a nurse lived nearby who heard the frantic yells and came to assist with CPR. I can only imagine the emotions of the first responders trying to help my one-year-old son as he lay there not breathing and the fear his mother must have felt. While I very much appreciate the nurse who restarted my son’s heart, I also have gratitude for the others that played a part and are playing a part in his recovery. After having his heart restarted by the courageous nurse, the ambulance and EMS crew arrive from a local hospital and transport Matthew, who at this point has a faint pulse, to a local hospital.

When Matthew arrived at the first hospital the goal was stabilizing his condition and running tests to assess his medical condition. The first hospital provided initial stabilizing however a higher level of care was needed so an ambulance from another hospital was required for transport to the higher-level facility. After arriving at the next hospital and ensuring Matthew was stable more tests were performed to determine the cause of his sudden cardiac arrest but the main goal was keeping him alive which required life support devices such as a ventilator and many medications. Matthew had several viruses that would require IV antibiotics however that would be a minor concern compared to what was ahead. I was told that Matthew would be okay and was stable however it would take some time in the hospital for recovery from the viruses that the blood tests showed, in addition to recovery time from the cardiac arrest.

I believe it was day two at the second hospital when I arrived and discussed Matthew’s condition with the doctor and he informed me that Matt had extremely high liver enzymes, in fact, I was actually told by one experienced nurse that it was the highest levels she had ever seen. I was concerned for my son and the condition of his liver. The nurses mentioned they considered sending him to another hospital that offered an even higher level of care and that the hospital actually had a liver specialist. The plan at this point was to watch his enzyme levels to see if they would stay elevated or if they would start dropping. I had a feeling that if these were the highest levels an experienced nurse had ever seen that I might rather have him transferred, my thought was better safe than sorry. I insisted that he be transferred to the hospital with the liver specialist but the doctor tried to offer comfort and suggested the levels might have been caused by trauma from his cardiac arrest and lack of oxygen to the liver. While I considered the advise of the doctor I still wasn’t satisfied so I asked the nurses to call and consult with the hospital that had the liver specialist. I am thankful for that feeling and for the phone call. After the phone consultation the other hospital thought he could benefit from their care and Matthew was scheduled for transfer later that night.

It was somewhere around 10 p.m. and it seemed that we had a long night ahead because the next hospital was about three hours away, but due to the inclement winter weather the drive would take even longer. An ambulance would again transport my son. My mother and I would drive in my vehicle and meet the EMS crew at third hospital. Matthew was scheduled to depart the second hospital and set out on the journey to the third at 11 p.m. but at this point I was all too familiar with the time that is set and the time that events actually take place. It was around midnight when the ambulance left the second hospital and it took four hours to reach the third hospital. As I made my own way to the hospital many thoughts overtook my conscious as I considered the different decisions that I made and the decisions that would be required of me in the upcoming days. I thought about whether or not I was making the right choice by sending my son to yet another hospital. The hospital staff at the facility we just left seemed to think that I was being overly cautious, many of which had more education than I, especially in the area of medicine. I couldn’t let negative thinking get me down and had to stay positive. I made a decision and was going to stick with it, after all this is my son and it couldn’t be a bad thing to seek the highest level care possible even if I was being overly circumspect.

Upon arrival at the third and hopefully final hospital at the hour of 4 a.m. everyone was exhausted both mentally and physically. The family arrived before Matthew and greeted him at the door as medics rolled him in. We kissed him and gave him our love because it would take some time before the hospital staff could get him settled and do their initial assessment. My mother and I got a hotel room a half mile away and was able to get a few hours sleep before going back to see Matthew in the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit (PICU). The hour was roughly 9 a.m. when, after a few hours of much needed sleep, we arrived in the room with Matthew and was greeting by a team of doctors and nurses from the many units within the hospital. Matthew had been at this hospital a total of five hours and already our family knew more about his condition than we did the whole time he was at two other facilities, and it was at this point I knew we had made the right decision.

The transitions Matthew would make at the third hospital would involve three departments. The first department was the PICU and after that he was transferred to the neurological floor and the last was the therapy floor where he would try and regain function from the anoxic brain injury. I do not recall how long Matthew was in each department however the time spent in the PICU was definitely the most intense. An Intensive Care Unit is certainly not somewhere you want to see your child. My son was helpless, and I wanted to help more than anything, however I felt helpless as well because I didn’t know what to do. I recall constantly asking questions when I would see medical staff. Reading medical journals regarding anoxic brain injuries occupied any free time.

Matthew slowly made his way from the PICU to the neurological floor and finally the therapy floor. After leaving intensive care, life support started coming off, and Matthew was then able to support himself. I remember when I heard him cry after the ventilator was removed from his throat, and until that moment I had never appreciated his little cry so much. His cry was a gift from God in which I am eternally grateful! Hospital life started to get a bit easier after Matthew started regaining autonomic functions. Soon he would be completely removed from all life support, including the precautionary feeding tube. A discharge date had been set for Matthew upon arrival in the rehabilitation department, which was a blessing, but at the same time scary. Thinking about the continued therapy, which would be required, seemed somewhat overwhelming and better left to medical staff. I wanted what was best for my son and after many discussions with the rehab staff we agreed upon March 30th as the discharge date. Matthew was making progress with his therapy at the hospital however it was the collective opinion of his family and the medical staff, that at this point, his recovery would be more effective in a familiar environment.

I was thankful that a discharge date was set and that Matthew was making progress. He had made it so far in his recovery, yet many milestones that he had reached such as sitting up and being able to walk, was lost. As a father, I wondered what I could do besides read and ask questions. I certainly wanted to be there to love my son and hold him. Helping with the little needs was all I could do. The help I could offer Matthew was not enough. The doctors, nurses, and other medical staff played a critical role in Matthew’s recovery, however even their help was not enough. We needed something more, something that modern medicine could not accomplish. We needed the help of our heavenly savior. We needed God to intervene and help Matthew continue to recover.

Many situations in my life have been out of my control. Some periods of life can be very discouraging, and during these vulnerable times it seems that one bad situation leads to another, and on to another. What happened to my son is by far, one of the hardest things that I have gone through in my life, if not the hardest. I had no control of the situation. I tried to make good decisions involving Matthew’s health however I couldn’t do much more than oversee his care, and even then I was unqualified for such a role. I was in desperate need of someone or something that would help my little boy. I am a Christian and have been since I was very young. I most definitely prayed to our heavenly Father many times throughout our ordeal, and my prayers continue. It seems that in our most desperate and needy time, that God performs some of His greatest miracles. My son desperately needed help, and it was no doubt that God had already begun working. His life had already been saved before we could utter the first prayer for his little life.

It seems many times we forget that our God is still performing miracles. We often attribute healing to modern medicine and skilled doctors, however we need to remember that our Lord is behind the healing. Modern advancements in medicine, as well as, the talent of medical staff has been given to us by our Father and Savior! We need to rely more on God. I had to rely on him in the situation with Matthew, because I couldn’t do anymore, and the medical staff done all they could. It was a waiting game to see how Matthew would recover. I was in a state of constant prayer, along with many others that care for my son.

Jesus died for our sins, so that we might be able to dwell with him for eternity and for that we are forever indebted. He does so much for us everyday without us asking. Unfortunately, many times in our fast pace life we forget to thank our God for the little things. I thank God for my son and the many other miracles he performs on a daily basis. I ask that whoever might read this article would pray for my son. The purpose of this writing is for the reader to understand who is responsible for my son being alive. I hope it is completely clear that ultimately God is responsible for him being alive today, and that medical staff is merely a tool. God allowed some of the best doctors and nurses to work with my son. I want people to know what God did for my son Matthew and for his family by keeping him here. Matthew is here for a purpose; we are all here for a purpose! I pray that we all find our purpose. While the future is uncertain we can be sure that God will be there to see us through and He is still in the miracle business. I am so thankful for God’s Little Miracle!

Hello my name is Dalton.

At 20 weeks into my wife’s pregnancy the drs diagnosed our son, Keeson,polycycstic kidneys. We knew there was nothing at all we or the drs could do to make it better, so we did all we knew to do and that is take the Word of God as it is. We placed our child in the arms of Jesus Christ and knew He was the only way Keeson could be healed and beat this disease.

So we went to a care conference in Austin, TX to meet with all of the drs and nurses who would have a part in our child’s life while he is at the hospital. The drs told us in the care conference that there was not a really big chance of him making it out of this because they didn’t know how strong his lungs would be due to a lack of amniotic fluid.

We told the Church we go to and our family and we all began go pray for Keeson. We had a peace that surpassed all understanding through all of this. Well he was born on March 4th at Seton Main in Austin, tx. The drs said he may not breathe well, the same night that he was born, he was already breathing 21% oxygen which is what we breathe everyday.

The second day he was here, he was completely breathing on his own. The drs said Keeson may not be able to pee well, he got shipped to Dells Childrens Hospital in Austin, Tx. They did a surgery and entered a cathoder that they planned on using for dialysis because both kidneys lit up so bright on the scans that the Dr actually said that his kidneys didn’t function and never would!  

We continued to believe what the Word of God says about our healing through Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior! Well they put the cathoder in and he began to pee great on his own out of his private area, normally! That’s 2 miracles so far!

Well then the drs said he’ll probably not eat well. He started eating great and has been eating full feeds for almost a month now! That’s number 3 Miracle!

The drs also said that Keeson would have trouble gaining weight, he was born at 6.1 lbs and went down to 5.5 lbs and now weighs 7.3 lbs! We just continued to pray and speak the Word of God into the situation. 

And there is a scripture in Hebrews that says God made an oath against himself that He can’t lie against himself, so that gave us comfort that if we will continue to trust in His Word then it would be impossible for Him to fail us! The drs like to start dialysis within two weeks of having the cathoder put in, two weeks came and the drs decided they didn’t want to start yet because there wasn’t a hurry.

All Glory to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ! So the drs said his kidneys will never function and they expected his toxin levels to continously riSe. The toxin levels got to a certain point and stopped! It caught my attention then on his due date he actually released toxins abd that told us that his kidneys were functioning! The drs were very shocked by now! They didn’t really have a explanation. We knew it was Jesus doing the work.

So by the time all of this happened, he was a month old! The drs never expected him to do any of the stuff he has done. He is now 6 weeks old and just now started dialysis and he is doing great! The Dr explained to some visitors yesterday that Keeson is the NICU Units miracle baby. Our son is on dialysis as of now but we know God promised to finish what He has started so we know it’ll end in complete healing!

I just really wanted to tell testimony of it and encourage some people who may be going through a hard time, JESUS CHRIST IS FAITHFUL AND TRUE. He can not and will not lie against himself so when you read His promises, know that if you stand on them then it’s impossible for Him to fail you as long as you really trust Him and believe He is who He says He is! Thanks for the opportunity to tell people about the mighty works of Jesus Christ!

A Year Ago

April 14th, 2015

A year ago I was a totally different person and finding Jesus, again, is what changed me.

I’m a shy person by nature, but a year ago, it was so much more than just being shy. It was being so crippled with fear that I would have panic attacks just thinking about getting up in front of somebody. I was also depressed, like very depressed. So far to the point that I had turned to hurting myself. Every day that I got out of bed, I was disappointed that I had woken up. I would have vivid daydreams of ways I could end my life. It was terrible, but I refused to reach out for help. My pride got in the way of that.

I quit doing things I loved like photography and going to church. I basically quit everything. I reduced my social interactions to school, and that’s it. I never volunteered to do anything. I just laid low and let life slip by. I was so utterly hopeless at such a young age that I didn’t think I would ever make it out of that place.

Through out all of this, my faith is was suffered the most. I stopped believing that God was on my side. If he was really on my side, then I wouldn’t be feeling like this, would I? He wouldn’t let me, a follower since I can remember, feel like I’d rather die than do anything else. It was a struggle between two things. Either God didn’t exist, or he simply didn’t care. Those seemed like the only logical explanations. I stopped going to church, because what’s the point of worshipping someone who doesn’t care, or doesn’t exist.

I can still remember so vividly the day that changed my life. It was a Wednesday night and I was sitting at home instead of at church where I should have been. I was in my room alone, having another breakdown while. I was crying, screaming, the whole nine yards, and I was so close that night to ending my life. I was so close that I had gone to the medicine cabinet and picked out which bottle of pills I would be swallowing. When I came back with them, I set them down on a stack of books on the table next to my bed and went off to write a note. I came back and grabbed the bottle and noticed that I had set them on top of my bible. My bible hadn’t been opened in months so I figured I would open it. I don’t know why I opened it, but when I did it opened to Romans 8:18.

Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later.

This verse didn’t just save my life, this verse changed my life. I started crying again. But it wasn’t because I was sad or because I was scared, but because I was so ashamed. I was so ashamed of my actions towards God, and how much I had pushed him away.

Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and my God! (?Psalms 43:5 NLT)

I’m a completely different person today that I was a year ago. I go to church, and my relationship with god is stronger that it has ever been. I still struggle with self-doubt, depression, and anxiety, and I will for the rest of my life, but thanks to God, it isn’t nearly as bad as it had been. I would never say that I am glad that I went through this, but it’s made me a better person and I thank god ever day for that. I realized now, that God truly did have a plan for me, and that no matter how badly things get, it’s all for a reason.


I have been celibate for over a year now, I decided to dedicate my entire life to the lord and surrender myself to him about 4 months ago, since then amazing things have happened in my life. God brought the man of my dreams into my life, we both have so much love for Christ and both feel like we have been looking for each other our whole lives, our relationship is God centered and we have decided to save sex for marriage.

My love and desire to fulfill my calling for the Lord has been so strong that I have become a huge target for Satan, I am under constant attack from the devil, it has literally been one thing after another. So far every-time I have seen his tricks and turned away, strengthening my bond with Jesus. He has thrown everything but the kitchen sink at me, and now he is using my past against me. I started to develop symptoms of HSV 2.

Last year was a horrible year for me and I was involved in having unprotected sex, it continuously haunts me and I want more than anything to have my body washed from any fifth associated with my past actions, I am renewed in Christ and it is my prayer that my body be healed and also renewed.

I am absolutely convinced that I have HSV 2 and I go in tomorrow March 26th for testing. I need a miracle. I have been absolutely devastated over this, I literally could not eat for the last 2 days because I was so overwhelmed with worry and fear and guilt, scared that the results will be positive and what it would mean for the future of me and my boyfriend. I have thrown myself at the feet of God and I have repented honestly in my heart. I know in my heart it is His will to heal me, and I know for a fact that He is bigger than this virus.

I hope with every fiber of my being that God shows me a MIRACLE and the test results come back negative. I know there is power in prayer, so I am asking you all to pray for me, that he will heal my body and rid me of this virus and that my results come back negative next week. I will update you once I know the outcome. God bless.


I believe I am living a testimony now. There are some petitions I have before God; some about spiritual growth, and others about emotional and personal growth that I am believing in him to work out. And I know I’m growing because God has me in a place now where I’m learning to work with people who I know don’t like me and yet still I’m able to love them. Every day I wake up is a testimony; the fact that I have two eyes and functioning body parts, a roof over my head and a loving family back home is enough for me to give him praise. I am so blessed to have wonderful Christian hearted people in my life and my inner circle. God is so awesome that he knows what you need even before you realize what you need. It is only by the grace of God that I’m not one of those people living in tent city, strung out on drugs, motherless/fatherless, or buried 6 ft. under. But every Christian should know God has a plan for your life.

The bible says in Jeremiah 29:11

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

There is no failure in God. He wants to bless all of his children. All we have to do is open our hearts and allow him to dwell there. In 2005 I was involved in a car accident, and God spared my life and had mercy on me. But before that accident I was in a place in my life where I allowed sin to separate me from God. I stopped going to church, I stopped praying and reading the bible. I stopped being a witness for Christ. So, I look at that accident as a divine intervention that drew me closer to God. I am so grateful that God loves us so much and that he never leaves or turns him back on us.

Ephesians 2:8 says

“For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith–and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God.”

Had God not spared my life in that accident there was no doubt in my mind where I would open my eyes up. HELL, and yes, it is real.
When I was growing up, my mom and I didn’t have the greatest relationship. My parents divorced when I was very young and although, my mom never said this from her mouth, I believed a lot of our differences were because she thought I reminded her most of my dad. But by no means was I a saint either. Our relationship was so bad that I thought about running away. I made poor choices growing up because of how strict she raised me. Anything that was fun, I had no part of it. I was not even allowed to go to my senior prom and she didn’t show up to my high school graduation or one of the most important days in my life-my wedding. Can you imagine how I felt? My mom, the one who gave birth to me, taking no part of my life; although she had plenty of opinions to throw my way. My mom is not perfect by any means and I do believe to a certain extent that she did the best she knew how to at the time, because she was dealing with her own hurt. A couple of years ago I forgave my mom for the way she treated me and put the rest in Gods hands. To this day our relationship is still not the greatest, but it’s much better. I use to not communicate with her, to save myself from disrespecting her and shorten my days here on earth.

Exodus 20:12 says:

“Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the LORD your God is giving you.”

God is good. He’s an awesome savior who not only shows us what love is, but how to love one another and he fills the void we have in our lives. We just have to trust him and let him have his way.And in doing so, after I came to the realization that my life is not my own and that I can do nothing without God, he is able to use me for the uplifting of his kingdom. By following the guideline in 1 Corinthians on love, I am able to be walk in love and be a better mother for my son.

For the bible says in James 1: 2-4:

“Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.”

So, whenever I face trials and tribulations in my life, first I know that it’s only for a season and that it’s just a test of my faith, knowing that we live by faith and not sight. And I know that I’ll grow as a person and spiritually becoming complete and not lacking anything. Again, allowing God to fill a void.

Faith has gotten me very far in my life. It doesn’t even take that much, the size of a mustard seed is all you need. Luke 1:37

“For nothing is impossible with God.”

When I was jobless and had no transportation, it was my faith that got me through. When I was believing in God for a house, it was my faith that got me through. When the devil tried to attack my body, it was my faith that got me through.

Faith is belief that does not rest on logical proof or material evidence. It’s being able to see something without seeing. It’s asking and praying to God and then believing that it’s already done.

I’m so glad that I’m saved and Jesus lives in me. Salvation is a gift from God that anyone may receive by exercising faith in Christ and repenting for their sin (Acts 20:21). Some of the benefits of this salvation is that we become “new creations in Christ” (2 Corinthians 5:17), our sins are forgiven; we receive eternal life and become children of God. We also receive the Holy Spirit, who enables us to live a new life based on God’s requirements and to spread the gospel to others (Acts 1:8 and Acts 2:38).

Non-believers cannot enjoy the full benefits of knowing God in this life, such as peace, comfort and help in times of trouble, if they are not born again, and will not spend eternity in God’s presence.

I would like to end my testimony with two scriptures.

1 John 2:15-16 which says:

“Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world–the cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has and does–comes not from the Father but from the world.”

Matthew 16:26 says:

“What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?”