I grew up in a home that regularly attended church, but all through middle and high school it meant very little to me. I would go to church and fall asleep during the sermons, and never exercised my faith any time except Sundays. I was confirmed into my home church my freshman year of high…
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I come from a Christian family and upbringing, so my faith in God has remained relatively strong all my life. The struggle I have is not with my faith in God, but with my perception of God’s character. I needed to ask the question: ‘Is God who He says He is?’ In high school, despite…
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Growing up, I always considered myself to be a Christian, and I took pride, too much pride, in that fact. I went to church every week with my parents, joined a Bible study, and did all of the “Christian things” someone my age could do, but my heart wasn’t in the right place. I confessed…
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Have you ever suffered through a “dark night of the soul”? Have you experienced black doubt that cripples your faith, obscures the truth, and chokes your joy? Maybe you are going through such a time now. If not, you may eventually. If so, you are in good company. Many heroes of the faith have. Godly…
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For as long as I can remember, I was very content of my life as a child. I had loving Christian parents who were wealthy enough to provide many things that I desired. I was one of the top students in my school, and I got along with everyone well. Many friends envied what I…
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Growing up I was an over-planner. I planned what I wanted to be when I would grow up from as early as I can remember. I planned what clothes to wear so people would think of me the way I wanted them to. I planned what I would say and do so my peers and…
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Ungenuine. That is how I would describe my experience of faith growing up. Everything felt like a series of habits or routine, but all of it was a show. My story started in a church going home, where I heard lots of bible stories, words from a man named Jesus, and the importance of God…
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I lived with my mom, step dad, and three younger sisters, and about one weekend a month I would go and stay with my dad to visit him and his family. When I was with my mom, every Sunday we went to church and Sunday school, and as I got older I began spending my…
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I used to live a double life. On the outside, I was the girl in all the clubs and who seemed to have plenty of friends. But on the inside, I always felt so insecure. When something didn’t go well with sports, school, or friends, I’d fall apart. I was finding my identity in the…
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I grew up in a loving and encouraging Christian family. We would go to church on Sundays and pray before dinner. Honesty, integrity, and kindness were instilled in me from the beginning. No doubt, my parents laid the foundation on which I would build my faith, and I am incredibly thankful for that. Who knows…
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