DOG7's 1998 Honda Civic EX

I was first introduced to Jesus when I was a sophmore in high school . Religion was not practiced in my house. We were good people, we just didn't know God. Anyhow I had some friends that knew the Lord and saw me through his eyes. They would always tell me if you just knew the Lord and what He has for you. As I got closer to my friends I got closer to the Lord. Later on that year my closest friend was going through a troubling time and let the enemy get the best of her. Backsliding in to the world she stabbed me in the back along the way. My whole foundation for why I chased after the Lord was shaken. I didin't understand how someone so close to Him could turn around and be so cruel. I started doubting God and Everything that had to do with the Church. Before I knew it I was 18 and so far from the good person I thought I would be. Involved with sex, drugs and alcohol, things I never imagined myself doing. I had become secretly depressed and ashamed of the consequences of my careless lifestyle. I decided to go off to college, and when I got there I was still trying to get my party on. Finally one day my friend had a dream about demons after seeing The Passion. She was so touched she was converted that night from Islam. In her dream the deamons were trying to get her to loose her new found faith in Jesus and she prayed through it and the deamons left one by one, but when the last one left it told her I wish I had the kind of faith you have in your God, hugged her and left. I felt like that demon could have represented me or any of our 8 roomates that had talked about "getting right" but never had any actins towards it. It broke me down to tears and I told another friend that if I was going to get right that I couldn't fail or let anything or anybody get in my way this time. Later that month after seeing the Passion I broke even more in the bathroom of the theater, where a young lady from the church I attend now, told me that God wanted her to talk to me. As she began to tell me of her own past lived hurts and shame, she was reading aloud my own pass. She was where I exactly was. I was terrified. She invited me to church which happend to be the one my other roomate was attending all along, after she rededicated herself to Christ. So I went to the Chruch then to the Alter and then Baptized then finally to a retreat where I Encounterted the Lord in such a awesome and powerful way. I fell in love with the Lord. And in turn for that love He gave me deliverence, liberties from my past and healings from wounds I didn't know exsisted, most importantly forgiveness. I was also Baptized in the Holy Spirit that weekend and thats when I truly surrendered and excepted nothing but his perfect will in my life. And I will remain in Him as He will in me.