My Testimony

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i guess so y'all know my spiritual journey. if you've read my bio, you know that i'm a believer, so i wanted to share with you how that came about. part of the message that i want to give as a
rapper, although that may not happen for a while. anyways, enjoy and feel free to ask questions!

Submitted: January 19, 2018

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Submitted: January 19, 2018



My parents were believers and attending [omitted for security reasons] Church when I was born, so I grew up being taught solid biblical theology. In public, I was the generally well-behaved kid, and I knew all the memory verses and answers in Sunday school. But at home, I was a completely different person. My life was full of pride, anger, stubbornness, and defiance. I was as bad a hypocrite as you could imagine. Throughout my life, I loved participating in church activities, but I never really paid attention to or applied the meaning of what was taught. I knew enough to be able to give “Sunday school answers,” but I did not believe the truth that I knew (intellectually). Once I was a teenager, I became indifferent to the lessons that were faithfully preached. As my indifference to truth grew, so did my sin, especially my pride. There were several times during my childhood when I thought I was saved, and said so, but my life never evidenced it at all. That only affected me slightly until June 2014, when I was particularly aware of a sin issue and prayed a prayer. I finally thought I was truly a Christian at that point. I believed that I was “okay with God” and supposedly growing as a believer, up until about late January of 2015, when I asked my mom if I could be baptized. She said that she’d talk with my dad about it, and I felt hopeful. Only a couple weeks later, however, I got in trouble because of pride, and during the lecture that followed, my mom said that she honestly believed that I wasn’t saved. Instead of being thankful for my mom’s honesty and boldness, I was resentful and, almost unconsciously, I shut God out of my life, while still going through the motions of attending church, reading my Bible and so on. That changed quickly in March. My mom had a traumatic accident at home, and I was so shocked that all I could do was instinctively ask God for help. Having witnessed His mercy in that situation, I realized that maybe there was something to this “God thing,” and began to actually think about biblical concepts that I was being taught. Things stayed that way until I went to [our church's summer camp] in 2016. On July 5, [one of the pastors] was teaching on the meaning of regeneration, God’s view of sin, Christ’s sacrifice, and our position before God in light of that sacrifice. Even though I’d heard this my entire life, it suddenly hit me how much of a sinner I actually was. It shamed me, and I finally realized how significant Christ’s death and resurrection truly were. All I could do was pray, “God, I don’t want to be like this anymore. Please cleanse me and make me like yourself. Be Lord over my life.” Since then, I have noticed several changes. I have a strong urge to serve in any way that I can, as well as sharing the Gospel, especially with people who have learned a twisted version of the truth. It’s much easier to point out sin issues that need to be faced, and now I have the Holy Spirit to help me fight those battles. The Lord has also been humbling my pride and teaching me to be submissive like James 4:7 says “Submit, therefore, to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you.” Sometimes it feels like an uphill fight, but now I can say with Paul, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” (Phil. 4:13) “If any man is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” (2 Cor. 5:17) God has been so gracious to me in drawing me to Himself, and there is nothing I would rather do than glorify Him in my life.

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