This is a my testimony.What Rev 12:11 means is that we must testify to what the Word says that the Blood of Jesus does for us. We need to give this testimony on a regular basis. You must testify with your mouth to the power of the Blood and you must do it regularly, believe it and have that confident assurance in it. If you want to overcome the devil, stand on the Blood and proclaim its power! Believers overcome devils that attack them by the use of spiritual weapons. The weapon used in this case is the Blood of the Lamb. Our testimony is the launching vehicle. When we plead the Blood of Jesus, it immediately pleads for us. It speaks mercy from the mercy seat in heaven where Jesus is seated with His Father.
I want you to overcome what you are going through just as much as you do.
I was raised baptist if you can call it that. I had grandparents that were baptists and really loved God. The reason I know this at least now is the love they show for everyone else is a unselfish love. Well one day they invited my brothers and I to come to vacation bible school to stay with them for a week or maybe it was two I don't recall the exact amount of time. Anyway, we went there one summer about 28 years ago or so. It was actually fun I thought, and we were so excited.We talked our parents into goint to church. Well that is when things started to happen to me. I started questioning things like meaning of life and why am I here and things along that line. Well one day my brother (my twin) and I were reading the bible together and we just felt there was a need to know God more. Of course the baptist have a way I thought in a way to scare you almost in to accepting Christ. I knew deep inside I had to make some kind of decision either I was for God or I was against Him. Anyway, we both prayed and asked Jesus to take over our lives. Did we have some "magical" light flash or immediately became righteous? Well no we did not. But we knew something was different. We had such a zeal for God we started our own club called God's children or GC's. We were like 12 or 13. And as things went we went to church awhile and then 16 hit. One person made fun of me because of my faith. So I decided to go the other way and time progressed I began to have beer parties. At the age of 18 I joined the military (Marines oooohrah). I got married and had two beautiful children, but because something was still missing and I was still doing things my own way; I was divorced twice but still had the children with me which was a blessing. Well one day I was talking to my brother (yes the twin) on the phone and He said God wants me back home. I was living along way from home at the time. I thought well I have a good job etc why would I want to leave. Well that night and this is true (not saying this happens to everyone just God spoke to me this way) I had a dream and that same fire I had when I was a teenager was there in that dream. He basically said come home. Keep in mind I was a drinker didn't go to church anymore or anything. Well something about His voice caused me to quit my job and I had my brother come down and help me move. Did I start going to church? No. I was still carrying on the same way as before. Well one day my brother was dedicating his son at church. Now this isnt baptizing or saying the baby is saved but just the fact there is a baby in the congregation and the people know to pray and just help out in anyway. Well he was my nephew so I decided to go. Well there was a guess pastor in town preaching that day (Steve Manning). I was so guilty of not going to church I sat way in the back. The feelings in side of me came to surface so strong I was just weeping and felt the urge to go foward and try to come back to God again. The further I walked the more I weeped as well as everyone around me. There was not even an altar call but I just came anyway. The first words that came out of my mouth was I am not afraid to die anymore. I had hope now. That is what this site is about and that is hope. Is my life perfect now? Of course not. Walking with Christ is a daily struggle but now I know why I need Him. I also found out my brother had been praying for me for 9 years that I would come back to Christ. I have a peace now. I still have bills, occassional arguments with the wife or children, everyday things, but I have hope now. I pray that you too can see that hope. Feel free to contact me anytime.
