My Testimony

My Testimony – by Anika Joy

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Good day, peoples! After reading K.A.’s testimony, I suddenly realized that I’d never shared my testimony with anyone. I had a sudden need to tell someone, an urge to get it out, I guess. My parents hardly know, even. I’m surprised because I can be a blabbermouth, too. 😉

I grew up in a Christian home going through great struggles. We’ve never been financially rich, and things were going on that made me want to put my faith in Jesus Christ even more. But, somehow, I couldn’t.

I lied to my parents a lot back then. I was scared to die. I liked things to be my way or no way at all. I was a real train-wreck.

I thought I was a Christian, but I wasn’t really. I would go to my friends and say proudly, “I’m a Christian”, but the next day would go off and tell God that I hated Him for every bad thing in my life. I didn’t know what being a Christian meant. I didn’t know that I had to give up my dirty ways and sinful life to be a real Christian.

One day when I was nine, I knelt down at the side of my bed and asked Jesus to come into my heart. I had Him in there then – well, I thought I did. Even after I had asked Him in, I didn’t accept Him. I continued to lie, and sneak, and not let Him be the Light in my heart instead of having a dark cage around it. I didn’t know.

And then, I found out – I found out what it truly meant to be a Christian. I wanted to be a Christian, but I didn’t think I was ready. I didn’t feel like it was my time…yet.

Fast-forward to three years later – November 2016, only days after my twelfth birthday, I was having the WORST DAY EVER. Everyone was cranky, and I was feeling like punching someone – preferably my dad because I was steaming mad like crazy at him. I was really angry.

After being sent to bed early, I sobbed until I had a headache (I was VERY emotionally unstable only two months ago) and started to hate God like I usually did when things weren’t going well. Then, Dad came in to pray with us and turn out the lights like he usually does if he isn’t working.

Well, he was in there longer than usual that night, as he had asked Karissa, my sister, something about Christianity – I can’t remember exactly what. Then, they had this whole talk about what Christianity was, while I was in my bed with the covers over my head.

My sister accepted Jesus into her heart that night, and after Dad had left and the lights were off, I thought long and hard about what he had said to Karissa. Then, I cried some more – not because I was angry and hated God, but because I was angry and didn’t want to hate God. So, I prayed, and I decided that I would really try to be a good Christian and change my ways.

I prayed and asked him into my heart – for real that time – and suddenly, I wasn’t angry anymore. I wasn’t angry at God or my dad. I was peaceful. It was such an amazing feeling to be peaceful. I’m not afraid to die anymore, I don’t lie, or sneak – I try to be a better Christian every day, now. And I’m so glad.

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23 thoughts on “My Testimony – by Anika Joy”

  1. This is a powerful testimony! Do you mind if I share this on my blog? Thank you for being so honest and real. I am so glad you found God’s true peace and hope.

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  2. Reblogged this on Real Girls Serving A Real GOD and commented:
    Featuring a Real Girl- Anika Joy! Here is her salvation testimony as posted on Young Ladies For Christ blog. Want to be featured? Click on the Share Your Story page and get started today!

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  3. Wow, that was beautiful!!!! 🙂 I loved it. I never pictured you to ever be like that! I almost want to say that your testimony is way cooler than mine, because it seems like it is….but then, no one has a ‘cooler’ or ‘better’ testimony than anyone else… :/ 😉 Even if sometimes I don’t think mine is as cool because I wasn’t AWFUL before..or whatever. I mean, I didn’t have God in my heart, so I was awful….but I don’t actually remember lying a ton. I’ve never been at all perfect, and I’m not saying that…. I’m just saying that sometimes I used to wish I had an AMAZING testimony, like someone who came from drugs and awful stuff into Christianity….but just because I never did that, doesn’t mean my testimony isn’t amazing. 🙂 I realize that now. That my testimony is just as good, because no matter what you did before you became saved, it doesn’t really matter. What matters is WHEN you get saved, and the amazing thing that always happens there. 🙂 And then. After matters as well, like you said. Sorry, I kind of turned this comment into something about me. I loved reading the post, it was very good!! 🙂 thank you SO much for posting!

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    1. Thanks, K.A.! A lot of people never picture me to be like that. But, that’s my past. 😉
      You are absolutely right. Just because someone wasn’t super horrible before they turned to God, doesn’t mean that their testimony isn’t good. Everyone’s is different. 🙂

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  4. Also like another commenter said…thanks for being open. Some people might try to say they were good before too… And I guess it kind of sounds like that’s what I was saying. And I wasn’t good before. I’m glad I have all you wonderful Christian girls to encourage and be encouraged by. 🙂

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