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CONVERSIONAlene
I was a proud, self-sufficient woman who had a baby at 16, survived two divorces, practiced Islam for seven years, then Santeria and Hinduism — trying everything to protect myself and find love, but I was just not alive.
DEEPENING FAITHKaren
I was a little girl carrying sexual abuse, shame, and guilt, hiding behind cheerleading titles so no one would get close enough to see the ugliness. I went to the altar every Sunday hoping one of those times would be good enough to make me clean.
CONVERSIONMaria
I was smiling on the outside but deep inside I was going through so much darkness. I was a normal kid on the outside, but I was tormented by voices telling me to kill myself and harm people I loved, and nobody knew.
CONVERSIONPamela
I grew up an atheist. My dad drilled it into us that church is for weak people and God is your money. I went to church for my husband but read the Bible like a book of morality. I was depressed, crying day and night, feeling empty and unloved, and I was contemplating suicide.
CONVERSIONDaniel
I was a radical Muslim, a famous religious boy from childhood, a revolutionary who helped bring Khomeini to power. I believed Islam was the perfect religion and that Christians were unclean people polluting the world. I was on death row before I escaped Iran.
CONVERSIONEJ
I was a very dysfunctional young man getting involved in a lot of fights, violent activities, just doing whatever I wanted. I had no father, no future, no plan. I was cold as a stone, always angry, living from one marijuana high to the other, putting off my suicide every other day.
CONVERSIONStuart
I was a Jewish guy from the Bronx — a rebel, a heavy drinker, a drug dealer. I believed Jesus was not for the Jewish people. End of discussion. I wanted to connect with God but found only hypocrisy in the synagogue.
CONVERSIONJenny
I walked like a man, talked like a man, looked like a man. I was a cocaine addict, an alcoholic, in a same-sex relationship I was about to marry, cutting myself to relieve mental torment, and trying to end my life. I had a poker face that hid all of it.
CONVERSIONGeorge
I was a scared little boy growing up in a tough neighborhood — running with a crew, carrying a gun, doing petty crime, smoking and drinking, searching desperately for a path that wouldn't end in death. I had no father, no one home, and no idea who I was.
DEEPENING FAITHRicky
I was brought up in a Christian family and got saved in 2020, but I was a cessationist — I thought when the Bible was completed, you didn't need the Holy Ghost anymore. I used to say people who spoke in tongues were demonic.
CONVERSIONAmir
I was a proud Muslim from Dearborn, Michigan — the most Muslim community in America. I had an Islam tattoo, debated Christians, and would have died before worshipping Jesus. Nobody could have convinced me.
CONVERSIONChristine
I was a foster care kid who aged out of the system with a felony, no education, and a deep belief that I was a mistake. I fled my marriage, practiced Buddhism, and sought worth in all the wrong places. I was angry, broken, and terrified — and I didn't believe God existed.
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new”
2 Corinthians 5:17