everyone has a story. what’s yours?
testify
God moves in powerful, personal ways.
Sometimes it’s quiet—like a gentle nudge during prayer. Other times it’s loud—like being rescued from a situation you never thought you’d survive. Whether it’s in moments of joy or seasons of struggle, God is always working for your good.
These stories are real. They’re reminders that God doesn’t give up on us and that His love reaches us right where we are.
We believe everyone has a testimony—something only you can tell. A way God has shown up just for you. Whether you're still figuring things out or have walked with Him for years, your story matters.
Read through these testimonies, and be encouraged.
Then ask yourself: What has God done in my life?
“I felt unlovable. I grew up thinking I had to earn love. When I messed up, I thought God was done with me. But through a small group and reading about Jesus, I realized He loves me unconditionally. That truth changed how I see myself—and how I treat others.”
“I wasn’t in crisis—I just felt empty. Like something was missing. A friend invited me to church, and one Sunday, I finally understood the gospel. I gave my life to Christ right there in my seat.”
“Addiction ruled my life for years. I kept promising to stop and kept falling. But one night, I got on my knees and told God I couldn’t do it anymore. That was the start of real change. He didn’t just help me quit—He gave me a new identity, one I never thought I could have.”
“After years of bad choices and broken relationships, I assumed God had given up on me. Then someone told me about grace. I didn’t even know what that meant. But when I learned that Jesus died knowing every mistake I’d ever make—and still chose to love me—I cried. That love wrecked me in the best way.”
“I was deep in addiction and didn’t think I could be forgiven. But when I heard about Jesus’ sacrifice, something broke in me. I gave my life to Him, and for the first time, I felt free. Clean. Loved.”
“When I lost my dad, I was angry at God. But reading the Psalms and hearing others’ stories helped me see that God was grieving with me. I realized I needed Him—not just as a comforter but as my Savior.”
“It sounds crazy, but I saw a Bible verse on someone’s story, and it hit me like lightning. I was scrolling through, feeling lost, and God used that one post to wake me up. I messaged that person, and they helped me start reading the Bible and talking to God for the first time in years.”
“I thought God’s love had to be earned. I was exhausted trying to be ‘good enough.’ But when I learned that Jesus took my place and already paid the price, I gave up striving and surrendered my life to Him”
“I believed in God, but I thought I had to clean up my life before I could come to Him. The truth is, I never could. But God met me in my mess. He didn’t wait for me to be perfect—He just asked me to come as I was. That changed everything.”
“I carried guilt from choices I made for years. I thought church would judge me, but instead I found grace. I gave my life to Jesus and began to understand what real freedom feels like.”
“I thought God’s love had to be earned. I was exhausted trying to be ‘good enough.’ But when I learned that Jesus took my place and already paid the price, I gave up striving and surrendered my life to Him”
“Anxiety controlled my life. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t relax. Every little thing overwhelmed me. Then I read Philippians 4, and I started praying whenever anxiety hit. It didn’t fix everything overnight, but God gave me peace in the middle of the panic. I wasn’t alone anymore.”
“I was smiling on the outside, but empty inside. No one knew I was struggling. I had a good job, a nice apartment, but I felt hollow. I finally opened up to a friend, and they told me about Jesus. I gave Him a chance—and now, I have real peace and purpose. Not just a mask.”
“I lost someone I love and didn’t know how to keep going. After my mom passed, I felt broken. People said time would heal, but nothing helped. Then I read that Jesus wept too. It hit me—He understands grief. I started praying through the pain, and little by little, God gave me strength to breathe again.”
“I had no money, no job, no peace. I prayed one night, not even knowing if anyone was listening. But God answered. Slowly, He opened doors, brought the right people, and reminded me that I wasn’t forgotten. I’m still healing, but now I have hope.”