Searching Tells of Eternal Trails

One day not too long ago, I came across something I had written during my early college years. It was a remnant from my past, and yet the person who composed it was a stranger. As I read it, I recalled a plight of endless wandering. I would like to share with you a glimpse into the inner world of a young seeker who is today at home in the Father’s House. A child, I wandered many paths seeking,...
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Shepherded into Christ

I was born in Orange County on October 27, 1979. Both of my parents were believers in Christ, which afforded me with a preserving atmosphere in which to grow up. I feel blessed by the Lord to have parents who were enjoying meeting with the local church before I was born. When I was very young, I loved the Lord and enjoyed going to the children’s meetings. I remember one song in particular...
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My Testimony

My life wasn’t always meaningful. In fact, it was once, in a word, vanity. Allow me to share my past life with you. I was born in Baltimore, Maryland, in 1944. My parents separated from one another almost before I can remember. My mother raised my sister, my brother, and myself until she had to be hospitalized for a long period of time. I was then eleven years old. The authorities placed us...
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Cared for in Christ’s Body

I would like to share my experience with the local churches. I was born into a Christian family in India in 1973. When I was ten years old, my father came to the United States to work at Oklahoma University. Because of visa and financial situations, the rest of us (my mother, my two sisters, and I) remained in India. After a year had passed, we received word that Dad had suffered a heart attack....
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Jesus, the Meaning of My Human Life

I am the youngest of a large Chinese family that was well provided for by my parents through the most difficult of times in a poor country. When I was born, after World War II during the baby boom, my family was enjoying a relative affluence only to lose it two years later with the Communist rebellion. During all those years of turmoil my father, who was from the old school, never gave up the...
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