Christ is Savior and King

Christ is Savior and King

Daughter of the King of Kings, wife and mom.

Testimony:
I was raised in a Catholic home and started doubting all their teachings as an older teen (19). I proceeded to denounce my religion and God’s existence. I hated anything Christian as I associated it with my childhood. As a kid I was a loner and preferred my own company over that of anyone else. I thought being a good person meant being perfect and doing everything I was told to do. In middle school I was diagnosed with depression and began to cause harm to myself. I never learned how to handle anything in a healthy manner and led a very destructive and angry life. I found out at 17 I am adopted and that caused a downward spiral that lasted for months. My life didn’t really mean anything to me so I read up on and studied Taoism, Buddhism, Voo-Doo, various forms of Wicca, and Satanic rituals. At one point I even withdrew from all religions and decided there was no god at all. I was raped at knife point when I was 21 and spent 7 years blaming myself and living in a dark void. I have always struggled with depression and self-mutilation and things just proceeded to get worse. During those times I was out partying and taking home guys I just met. I drank until I couldn’t stand straight, smoked weed at every opportunity, defied authority. I got my tongue pierced and was thinking about getting tattooed. I spent days feeling worthless, hating myself and the rest of the world. I became suicidal at one point and was hospitalized after overdosing twice. I started dating women and took pride in being lesbian. I was abusive and violent. I was self-destructive and self-mutilating for years. I felt alone and didn’t know where to go or what to do. Every minute of every day became a struggle for me. After getting pregnant and being left by the father I started going back to my habit of self-harm. At the time I was living with my parents (at 24 yrs old) with my daughter and they wanted me to be a stay at home mom so that’s what I did. Because of this, I had no transportation and the only church I could walk to was the one I was raised in. I started going there for a little while but it didn’t feel right. Not because they weren’t accepting or anything, it was more of a sense of me being there was wrong somehow. When my daughter was two I moved out with my daughter and lived in an apt. I had a Bible stored somewhere in my apt and after meeting and having a religious debate with my now husband I dug around until I found it. Every time we spent time together he would encourage me and though he didn’t try to change me he always made it clear where he stood in his faith. He didn’t judge my life he corrected and taught me with love. I started feeling Christ drawing me closer and closer. I went to church a couple times with him and it was the second church we went to together that I felt like I was home. I knew that was the church I needed to be going to and that’s where I gave my life to Christ. Yes, I am born again. The evidence of my faith was unquestionable. I had no desire to spend my weekends drunk and I walked away from my “friends” because I wasn’t who I used to be. I no longer enjoyed the life I had. My focus turned to God’s word and I couldn’t get enough of it. I was always asking questions and seeking explanations of things I didn’t understand. I spent less time trying to get the approval of my parents and more time just being who I am and becoming stronger in my faith. Today, my faith is my life and I want nothing more than to have people see Christ through me. I don’t care about material things or getting the approval and recognition of men. I want to please God.
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My Hope is Built

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

Refrain

On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

Refrain

His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

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When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

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Until we grasp that grace is for the deepest sins we will not grasp the fullness of the gospel. For we are the deepest sinners.
The Christian is never satisfied with his own holiness: rather does he continue to hunger and thirst after righteousness to the end of his wilderness journey. Nevertheless, the holier we are—the closer we walk with God—the more real rest of soul shall we enjoy.
Arthur Pink, “The Beauty of Holiness”