Thought it was fun, but didn’t know what it was about.
I was raised to be a good person but not a Christian. When I was 16 my mom and I moved to the small town of Ainsworth, Nebraska. God had put Christians all around us. Our neighbor below us was a Christian. My cousin who also lived nearby was a Christian, as well as several of the kids I went to school with. I began going to youth group and was given a scholarship to a bible camp that summer. I thought it was fun but I really didn’t understand what they were talking about.
Just before I started my junior year in high school my mom and I were caught in a bad storm with hail and strong winds. It was there things started to make some sense to me. In that storm late July 1978 I turn my life over to Christ.
I’ve had peaks and valleys since then but looking back I can see it was always God directing my path. Today I have a job that’s more of a ministry at Open Door Mission. As I follow Him He keeps on blessing me.
I thought as long as you believe in Jesus you didn’t have to go to church!
I was raised Catholic but was raised under the impression that as a long as you believed that Jesus Christ was our Savior one didn’t need to attend church. Yet I did attend on some holidays. It all started with the birth of my third child who was born very ill. He continued to get worse, so I asked for a Priest to say a prayer with us over him. It was like a night & day experience – he was healed and ready to go home the next day out of NICU. Attending Christ Community continuously for a year now I’ve been drawn closer than ever with our Savior. I want to give HIM my all and to the best of my ability share His GREAT news with EVERYONE!
More like a routine than worship.
Growing up in a Catholic home, church felt more like a routine than actual worship. I drifted far away from God. I still attended church on major events and holidays but I did not feel God’s presence in my life. After one of my many mistakes my wife suggested I attend Christ Community Church with her. I was reluctant at first but realized I had to start making changes in my life. God spoke to me and touched my soul that very first service and shortly after I decided to get baptized and become a member of CCC.
Too embarrassed to walk down front!
At age 15, I was watching people on TV go down front at a crusade. I was so embarrassed for them that I left my family living room. Two years later, I was one of the ones going to the front. What happened? During that interval, I felt the loneliness, the emptiness of my life. I longed to be loved, to be known, to be fully accepted. Three high school friends over and over showed me friendship and loving-kindness. It touched my heart, and drew me to Jesus. Later, as a 24-yr-old, I fully surrendered my life to Christ, bending my knee to His leadership- wherever it led me, whatever the cost.
Stopped worshiping God corporately, but still believed in God.
I went to Sunday school at an early age and grew up in a Christian home. I was confirmed and attended church regularly through high school. I stopped worshiping corporately after high school but still believed in God. Now at this point in my life I have a real thirst to learn the word of God especially since coming to CCC. I want to be involved in the Church and have given myself over to Jesus completely. Philippians 4:9 “Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me, put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.”
My youth leader helped me surrender my life to Jesus.
I was raised in a Christian family but never really got it. At 17 years of age, in and out of trouble with alcohol and other poor decisions, I found my way to a weekend retreat with our Methodist youth group. During this trip due to the support, heart and leadership of my youth leader she helped me come to the light, surrendering myself to Jesus at this event. From that moment I knew and started cleaning up my act. As a result of my youth leader I have devoted my time to giving back to youth so that one day I can give to a young person what she gave to me…hope, peace and love
We had no choice – we could not run!
Before Christ I lived day to day relying on myself. It wasn’t until my life had three major events that I realized I belonged to God. It was when I was cut in a fight at school. My friend and I were walking out of our high school registrar’s office, into the parking lot, after getting our transcripts for college. A gang of kids were breaking windows. They saw us looking at them and screamed at us. We screamed back at them. Soon we were surrounded. One of them took out a long razor and waved it my face. I was afraid and my fight or flight reaction kicked in. We had no choice; my friend and I were surrounded, so we could not run. Without warning I was hit across the arm with one of the razor blades. I was bleeding so much that I slipped in my blood and fell to the ground. But more amazing, it did not hurt and rather than being afraid, a sense of peace came over me. Later the doctor explained to me that the lack of pain, and the calm occurred because I was simply in shock. It was explained to me, to be nothing more than my body reacting to trauma. To this day I believe the Holy Spirit took over my life and gave me a calm to hold me and comfort me. And that was the beginning of my journey back to God, my Savior and renewing the Holy Spirit within me.
Slowly I started to find the person God made me to be.
I have always been a follower of Jesus. Or so I thought. It wasn’t until I got married and found myself being drawn further and further away from the One who I always turned to. I had turned to God to help me deal with and accept my mom’s death when I was only 21. Once I separated and divorced, I found myself surrounded by very special people who loved me. They loved me the way that you are supposed to love and support someone. Slowly I started to find who Nicole was, who Nicole was in God’s eyes. I made Christ Community my new church home, and from there God and I have hit the ground running!! One night about a year ago I found myself facing the pain of feeling unloved and alone. My prayer partner and I prayed and I cried all night. I woke up the next morning knowing it was time to give my life back to God!! At baptism on the green in 2015 I did just that. I love my identity in God and I know that no matter what He loves me!!!!
A foxhole Christian…
I was born, baptized and raised in the Catholic Church. I considered myself a “foxhole” Christian (ran to God when I needed help). Then I started attending CCC in 2011 at the prompting of a friend. My life began to change drastically and all for the good. I began down the road of developing a relationship with God. Amazing miracles began to happen and I can look back now and see the well orchestrated plan that had been put into place. I could see how God had been perusing me for years. I was re-baptized in 2013, accepting Jesus as my Lord and Savior.