Testimonies

This Is the Place for Me

Written by Sister Ozie B. Mathis on Monday, 02 December 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 158

This Is the Place for Me

Today, we're sharing a dream had by Sister Ozie B. Mathis, as recorded in the February 1954 issue of The Gospel News.

I am so happy, my heart is overflowed with joy to have such a great desire to serve my Saviour. Through a testimony of Sister Carlini, a dear friend of mine, and she gave that testimony to me. After she did, I tried to forget the wonderful news, but Jesus never leaves His children alone.

My Experience of Repentance

Written by Sister Eva Moore on Monday, 18 November 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 239

My Experience of Repentance

Today, we're sharing the testimony of Sister Eva Moore, abridged from the original in the March 1951 issue of The Gospel News.

At the age of 26 I decided I wanted to be a Christian. I had three little children and I decided that God belonged in our home, that we would be happy in no other way. I began to read the Bible and literature of all kinds, books on Christianity, and I listened to radio programs. They preached, "Believe only Believe." I would cry out, "Oh Lord, I believe," yet, my soul was not satisfied.

After belonging [to a church for] two years, I realized something was lacking in our lives. There was no change to speak of in my husband. I wasn't happy. Was this all that we would get out of Christianity? I was known as a good Christian woman, but my soul was empty. I would cry myself to sleep at nights. My heart grew heavy. Ours was not a Christian home, although we took the children to Sunday School, and we attended church regularly. We also began going to other churches, including The Church of Jesus Christ.

Two Prayers Are Better Than One

Written by Sister Charity Lombardo on Tuesday, 05 November 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 435

Two Prayers Are Better Than One

Some of my favorite testimonies are the ones where God gets personal, speaks my language, tailors a blessing specifically for me. Where I feel like He actually hears ME, among millions of prayers, and actually cares to answer. This is one of those testimonies.

Before we start, I need to mention that you’re all getting a treat today because Sister Aubrey Obradovich Sullivan co-wrote this blog with me, as it is just as much her experience — and now testimony — as it is mine. It’s an example of what God can do when our relationships are synced with Him and how He can use us in ways He couldn’t if we weren’t united in prayer.

It goes a little something like this.

I Didn't Understand

Written by Sister Diana Houlihan on Monday, 23 September 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 334

I Didn't Understand

Today's Miracle Monday, submitted by Sister Diana Houlihan, is a testimony about how God drew her to Him with mercy and love over time.

I was an evangelist's daughter. That might give you the impression I was raised in our church and never missed a single meeting. Your impression would be absolutely right on target. This didn't stop me from making every bad decision possible. You see, I didn't understand about Jesus at all or even the plan of salvation.

Dad was a stubborn man, very firm in his beliefs, and he wouldn't budge on anything he believed in. I, being a true Alessandro, followed in his footsteps. (Well, the stubborn part of it, anyway.) Throughout my teens and into my twenties, I wandered into and saw the rawer side of life. It wasn't until I hit my own personal bottom that I realized something had to change.

Called to Baptism

Written by Sister Stefanie Callens on Tuesday, 17 September 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 405

Called to Baptism

Today's article by Sister Stefanie Callens is another installment in the series, "The Day He Found Me."

In a few days on Sept. 21, it will be 22 years since I surrendered unto the Lord. I cannot believe how quickly time goes by!

I was at an Atlantic Coast Area Campout in New Jersey. At 14 years old, my plan was to hang out with my friends and maybe talk to some of the cute boys who were going to be there. As we were roasting marshmallows that Saturday night, my friend, the late Sister Stephanie Crupi, and I were talking with my dad and a couple other ministers about why we had to actually be called to get baptized.

We went to church on Sundays, prayed, and followed the Lord's teachings. Why couldn't we just be baptized then and there? Instead of preaching to us, the brothers simply told us to pray about it. If we woke up in the morning and the first thought we had was baptism, then we were being called, and that would be our day.

The Day My Life Began

Written by Sister Colleen Moore on Thursday, 12 September 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 465

The Day My Life Began

Today's article by Sister Colleen Moore is another installment in the series, "The Day He Found Me."

It was a cold, windy day on the morning of November 7, 1993. I had just recently turned 14 years old and I was in the eighth grade. I was just a kid. But, my heart's desire was to serve God and I had been praying about baptism. I had made it a matter of prayer and had asked God to show me a sign. I wanted something to reveal to me that the Lord was calling me.

While we were in church singing that day, I remember feeling a tug on my heart and feeling emotional. I prayed and asked God to send me a sign if He was calling me. The very next song that we sang was “Shall We Gather At The River.” That was my sign! We seemed to only sing that song at baptisms! I knew He was calling me, and I burst into tears as I felt His Spirit.

Not Foolish Enough

Written by Brother P. on Tuesday, 10 September 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 710

Not Foolish Enough

Today's article by Brother P. is another installment in the series, "The Day He Found Me."

I grew up in The Church of Jesus Christ. I was taught that one day I would feel the calling of God and would have to make a decision about whether or not I would accept that call and get baptized.

I was at a region campout when I felt that call, decided to get baptized, and was.

Not a Mark on Him

Written by Sister Michelle Watson on Monday, 09 September 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 685

Not a Mark on Him

Today's Miracle Monday is a testimony of God's protection on the littlest among us, submitted by Sister Michelle Watson.

One Friday morning, my 4-year-old son, Henry, was watching me drink a cup of coffee. We talked about how hot it was and that it could burn if you weren't careful. For some reason, I told Henry about how a cup of hot coffee spilled on his Uncle Ryan's head when he was a little boy. Ryan should've been badly burned, but God protected him, and he came away from the incident without a mark on him. (You can read that miracle story here.)

New Priorities

Written by Brother Rich Nath on Thursday, 05 September 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 764

New Priorities

Today's article by Brother Rich Nath is another installment in the series, "The Day He Found Me."

June 20, 1993, GMBA Campout at Antiochian Village in Ligonier, PA. That’s the day the Lord called me. The story actually begins the day before. Someone told me, “You know, they preach baptism at camp.” I laughed and said, “That’s the furthest thing from my mind. I’m going to play football with the guys.” The priorities of a 15-year-old aren’t always what we would hope them to be. I admit that when I left for camp that Saturday afternoon, baptism was nowhere near the top of my priority list.

Sunday morning at camp, we had a very nice meeting, and the young people sang a few songs. The only one I remember was, “A New Name Written Down in Glory.” Throughout the day, that song stuck with me, but I didn’t think anything of it. It was a catchy tune, and I kept humming it. We had dinner, and I got ready for the evening meeting.

A Certainty in My Heart

Written by Sister Natalie Shawver on Tuesday, 03 September 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 341

A Certainty in My Heart

Today's article by Sister Natalie Shawver is another installment in the series, "The Day He Found Me."

I never really had any doubts that I would one day make a decision to join The Church of Jesus Christ.

Born into the Gospel and raised by godly parents, I wanted to make a commitment like they had — and also welcome true joy into my life. I never questioned whether it was the right choice to make or not; I simply just wanted to ensure I was making it at the right time, as it isn’t something to be taken lightly.

In 2002, the Cincinnati Branch was blessed to host a Youth In Action (YIA) tour. Many young brothers and sisters from around the country came to spend a week with us passing out fliers, inviting the community to various events we held, and uplifting our small group. I was fortunate to meet new friends and spend a week with others who held the same beliefs as me (even though I wasn’t baptized yet).

When Is My Time?

Written by Sister Mallory Batson on Thursday, 29 August 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 1001

When Is My Time?

Today's article by Sister Mallory Batson is the first one in our fall series called, "The Day He Found Me." For the next few weeks, you'll hear stories from our columnists of how they asked for their baptisms. We hope that these articles inspire you to think back on the day you were baptized — or forward to the day you will make the commitment.

How will I know that it’s my time?

That is the one question about baptism I could never get answered to my satisfaction. What I heard most was “You’ll just know,” and for someone as analytical as me, that answer drove me crazy.

The day I asked for my baptism, I wasn’t thinking about baptism at all. It was Sunday at GMBA conference in Greensburg, Pennsylvania, and frankly, I was only there to see my friends. I had met some of my very best friends at campout the year prior, and I asked my parents to take me anywhere I knew they would be.

Finding My Connection

Written by Sister KarenJo Pandone on Monday, 12 August 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 454

Finding My Connection

Today's Miracle Monday is a touching story of family and heritage submitted by Sister KarenJo Pandone.

I just finished reading a Gospel Blog article that I related to very personally. I was reminded of when the Lord explained to me who I was in this world.

I was adopted as a 6-week-old infant and became the daughter of two loving parents who couldn’t have children. Brother Joe and Sister Rose Milantoni raised me in a loving home where I never wanted for anything. I knew from the moment I could understand that I was adopted. They always associated it with a positive twist: “They CHOSE me,” and “God GAVE me to them,” and “I was their ADOPTED sweetheart,” all of which made me feel very special — so much so that I would go up to perfect strangers and proudly announce, “I’m adopted!”

Faith of a Child

Written by Brother Rich Nath on Thursday, 18 July 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 983

Faith of a Child

"And they brought young children to Him, that He should touch them: and His disciples rebuked those that brought them. But when Jesus saw it, He was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God. Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein." (Mark 10:13-15)

The above verses, though short, give us so much in terms of what Jesus was trying to teach when He was on Earth. The final remark says it all, that we must become as little children in order to enter into His kingdom. Basically, we need to love like them, rely upon our Heavenly Father like they rely on their parents, and have faith like them.

I have been made a very proud father as I have witnessed the faith my son has in the power of prayer. He’ll be 6 in mid-July, and he’s seen the power of God in his young life multiple times, and he is quick to ask me to pray with him or for him.

50 Years of Sharing the Message

Written by Brother George A. Kovacic on Monday, 17 June 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 431

50 Years of Sharing the Message

Today's Miracle Monday takes the form of a testimony. Brother George A. Kovacic shares his experiences serving as a missionary to Oklahoma.

It was a hot summer day, and I was a teenager, newly baptized, handing out leaflets with a very unusual message for most of the people I was giving them to. It was the summer of 1969, and I was in Anadarko, Oklahoma, with my grandfather, Evangelist Timothy Dominic Bucci.

We were going through the camp at the Indian Exposition sharing the message of the coming American Indian Moses. For me at the time, it was a sight to see — thousands of native people camped out for days on end.

God Loves Our Children

Written by Sister Lydia Zaino on Monday, 03 June 2019. Posted in Testimonies Hits 462

God Loves Our Children

Today's Miracle Monday is a testimony from Sister Lydia Zaino in response to our question, "How has God helped your children?"

God has blessed my family in so many ways I could never repay Him, but since we are speaking about children, I would like to share with you one of God's blessings that he did for our son, Michael, when he was about 4 years old and in preschool.

We had a meeting with his teacher, and she told us that he wasn't speaking in class at all and that he would sit in the corner very content by himself and would not intermingle with the other kids. He would hardly answer the teachers and would just keep his head down. She was very concerned about him and wanted to have him tested for various things.

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