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- David is a 33 year old married guy from Belfast, N Ireland, UK.
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Know and Love The Lord Jesus Christ Personally!
Keen to help those who don't yet know Him.
I was raised from the dead literally - see my testimony blog post.
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1 boy called John (2 year old)
His Name means "The Grace or Gift of God".
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My Testimony
I will give a simple testimony, and some thoughts about seeking God.
I was not brought up in a Christian Home.
Indeed my Mother who raised me on her own (My Dad died of a heart attack when I was 6 Months old.) had decided to have nothing to do with God ever again after a bad experience with some religious folks.
When I was five and we prayed in assembly in school (The Lords Prayer I think), I came home and told my Mum about it, she said "Who did you pray to?"
I answered "Just Ourselves" - I had never been told that there was a God.
Now moving on until I was about 10-12 Years old, I began to have a feeling that there could be a God.
I asked my Mum to take me to a Church. She went White and was not happy about this, but she still took me. She took me to a Baptist Church.
The Minister / Youth Leader / and Christians told me that, If I wanted to go to Heaven When I die, I need to ask Jesus into my heart and I will get the free gift of Salvation, Jesus will save me and I would go to Heaven.
The condition was that I needed to believe in Jesus and that He died on the cross for my sins.
My thoughts were along the lines of "A free ticket to Heaven - Yes please", "I believe He died for me and I believe in God"
I prayed for the Lord Jesus to come into my heart and save me.
Nothing seemed to happen.
I went to Church for a few more weeks and tried to read the bible. I couldn't understand much of it, and it seemed strange and irrelevant.
I found Church to be boring.
I remember clearly when I decided to leave.
We were singing a song that went like this.
There's something more than gold,
There's something more than gold,
To know your sins are all forgiven is something more than gold
I thought to myself, "Well, I'll take the gold any day"
So I left.
I was quite miserable as a teenager and often had thoughts of suicide. I cried myself to sleep on many nights in my youth.
My reasoning was that nobody loved me, so life was not worth living, I believed my Mum did not love me because she had not been there for me as a child (She was working), No girl loved me - I couldn't get a girlfriend. And God (if He existed) most certainly did not love me; otherwise he wouldn't have given me this awful life.
I decided to ring a girl I had fancied in the Church to ask her out (I was about 13 or 14).
If she said no, I decided in advance that I would kill myself.
I rang, she said no, so I the next morning I walked out of school before classes and got the bus home and stole all the pills I could get my hands on (about 500+ minimum pills)
Sleeping pills, paracetamol, all different kinds.
I walked to the local park and swallowed, all the pills, using the water from the sink in the park toilets.
I walked around the park briefly, suddenly everything looked better, the sun was out, the kids were laughing and playing on the swings.
I thought maybe life is ok for some. But not for me I wanted to die to escape the pain of living.
I had the thought, what if there is a hell.
I answered in my mind - "If there is I'm stuffed, out of the frying pan into the Bl***y fire, stuff it I can't stand living here anyway."
So I went to a thick thorny hedge and crawled into the middle of it so I wouldn't be found for weeks.
This was not a cry for help, I wanted to die!
I felt terrible pain in my body, as though my blood felt dirty, everything began to fade out and I said to myself, this is it I'm a dead man.
I woke seemingly instantly somewhere else. I couldn't see anything, other than a yellow colour (like when you shut your eyes and see black, only yellow).
Then I heard a voice - I have never heard any voice so powerful before or since. It was incredible; it was terrifying but also full of love. (I didn't know it then but a perfect description would be "as the voice of many waters")
I will never forget the words that it said.
Continued in part 2
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