Browse Testimonies

Joel

I grew up as a missionary kid who prayed a prayer at 5, surrendered my life to God at around 12, and went full-on into missions — but I was so convinced my story was going to end well that I didn't see the unforgiveness quietly destroying my marriage.

Trino

I was an 18-year-old who had walked faithfully with God for six years, but when my brother was brutally murdered I was so overwhelmed with grief I turned to alcohol, marijuana, and crystal meth to numb the pain, and I wanted to hold an entire race accountable for the actions of one man.

Karen

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.

Kirk

I was a guy who supposedly knew the Lord but was a womanizer, a drug dealer, a drunk who got court-martialed, escorted out of California by police, and eventually broke my wife's nose. I knew God but I never walked with him — I just kept making bad choices.

Kevin

I was a violent, angry Iranian Muslim in Sweden — high dyslexic, dysfunctional, always in trouble. My only dream was to grow up strong enough to destroy my father. Rage was my identity and my greatest comfort. I didn't believe love existed.

Neil

I was a bitter, cynical, selfish Jewish atheist. I had a 40-year pornography addiction, I was buying sex from women, lying to everyone, and stuffing it all down behind a mask. I didn't believe in God and I had no idea how to love anyone.

Pamela

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.

Monique

I was a black Christian who saw the world through a pro-black lens, believed all white people were racist, and had been taught that systems of whiteness were the root of oppression. Race was the most important thing about me.

Alyssa

I was a broken witch — depressed, anxious, plagued by nightmares and sleep paralysis, using crystals, tarot, manifesting, and every new age practice I could find, convinced I was born this way and that the Christian God didn't love me.