We All Have A Story To Tell

And when we share it, God can use our story to encourage, comfort, and even change the lives of those who read it. Take a moment to share your story with us below. Tell us about how you came to know Jesus or about something awesome God has done in your life, and let your story shine for someone else.

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Clint Woods's story:

20-Apr-2014 02:28 PM
I accepted Jesus as my savior when I was 12 years old. By the time I was 15, you never would have guessed by my actions that I was a Christian. I was using drugs and drinking most every day. Most of the time it was fun; for me. Nearly 30 years later it was no longer fun. Although I had stopped using drugs several years earlier, my alcohol use increased greatly. So here I was 30 years later 2 divorces, 2 DUI’s, and several totaled cars unable to quit drinking. I tried lots of times to quit but unsuccessfully. Most of this time I attended church all the while trying to hide my addiction.

I started praying that God would just take my desire to drink away. Every year since I’ve been attending SPCC, we’ve had a day set aside for 24 hours of prayer. Pastor Matt and Pastor Allen asked us to take an hour to come to the church and pray. My wife Cathy and I always try to go pray for an hour. Some people wrote out their prayers and pinned them to a cross, for other members to pray over. Three years ago I didn’t need an hour. Fed up and broken and smelling like alcohol I wrote my prayer down and stuck it directly in the center of that cross. It simply said, “I’m a drunk and can’t quit”; (unaware that my wife had written down her prayer 1 year earlier asking God to make me quit drinking and stuck it right in the middle of that same cross.)

Almost a year later, I got another DUI on my way home from work. Sitting in jail that night, thinking that the 3rd divorce was coming along with the financial destruction that a DUI usually brings; I prayed again, and again (there’s plenty of time for that in jail) for help to quit drinking. When they let me out the next day, I went home, opened the fridge and threw out all the beer, found my stash whiskey and threw that out also. That was over 2 years ago. I haven’t had or wanted a drink since then. God gave me a new life.
Sarah Moyer's story:

20-Apr-2014 10:39 PM
Part 1 Before I came to Christ my life really didn't have a focus. I was wondering trying to find what I wanted to do with my life. People would have described me as a happy go lucky person. I was easily distracted and led by those around me. I was a very self centered person even though most around me would not have described me that way. Yes, I cared about others but I always did what was best for me also. I was raised Catholic so I went to church when I could and prayed when I remembered but I was unaware that there was supposed to be a closer relationship with Christ than that. God was still working in my life even though I didn't realize it. Looking back, I know he has saved my life and led me in the right direction many times. He changed my life the most when I went to Virginia Tech, now I know God sent me there so I could find Him again and bring me closer to Him. My first semester there was a major culture shock. No one really talked to one another and just passed each other by. My first week of classes I met a girl named Amber. She was from a small town like me and was shocked when I spoke to her. It was one of those things where two people just happen to be in the same place at the same time. We were instant friends and became very close very quickly. She was raised in a very strict religious home, and had a close relationship with Jesus. One day after we had been hanging out a lot, she came over to my apartment and told me she had a dream I had died and gone to hell. She asked me if I was saved, did I know that Jesus was my Lord and Savior. I told her we had talked about my upbringing and I knew Jesus died for me. She then asked, yes but have you told him that? I was speechless for a moment, I had to tell him? Didn't he already know? She explained to me what a real relationship with Jesus should be and offered to pray with me as I accepted him into my heart. I told Him I was sorry I had never accepted him before, that I did not know. I asked Him to forgive me and asked Him to come into my heart, that I knew he was my Savior and the only way to salvation. Since then I have been changing, though I did not change overnight, I look back and am amazed at the changes God has brought to my life and to those around me. I started by going back to church more often and praying more often. Though the most significant changes have happened very recently and I am praying they continue. I have seen God answer prayers I have been praying for a long time, especially for my Husband. We have found a new Church family, and are attending regularly. I have started to read my Bible more, and I find the more I read it the more I see Him working in my life through others and through his word.
Sarah Moyer's story:

20-Apr-2014 10:40 PM
Part 2 Now this part I just feel led to tell you so I want to share it and hope that this speaks to some of you. The Biggest change I have seen happened very recently after I set myself a challenge to read the Bible all the way through. Well if any of you have tried to read the Bible all the way through, you know how hard it is, especially in the beginning. I was not even a quarter of the way through when I started thinking "God, I just need Jesus." "How much farther to the New Testament?" "I can't read this anymore." "When does the good stuff start happening, how does any of this apply to me today?" Well about that time it was nearing Christmas and we had just started coming here to Soul Purpose. Pastor Matt asked us to look at the different Gospels and see the differences in the way they portrayed Jesus. So I skipped to the New Testament and have been reading it ever since. When I started really reading the Bible every day I found myself praying more, looking for God's plan in my life, and relying on myself less. I started to listen to the Christian radio station and one day I heard them give a challenge to listen to nothing but Christian music for 30 days and see how it changes your life. I felt led to start reading Christian books instead of the normal junk I have always been addicted to. You may think that this sounds a little extreme and I know it is not for everyone, but just try to cut out some of the things that do not have good messages in them and see how addicting they really are. See how much time you actually spend thinking about the next episode of "True Blood" or the next sequel that may or may not be coming out for the "Twilight" series. I can guarantee it will come to mind more often than you think it will. They take up more and more of your time, become more important to you and eventually start to get in the way of the more important things in life. I also have found that even if I only have time to read a small amount of God's word every day, even if it is just a paragraph or even a sentence, it helps keep you connected and feel closer to God and Jesus. I have also found that God has a way of almost always making sure that what you are reading relates to something you are going through or you will find the next day that you will use that knowledge. These past few months I have felt closer to Jesus and to God than I have ever thought possible. I hope to be blessed enough that these changes will continue in the future and that my relationship with Christ and with God will continue to grow stronger. I have no idea what God has in my future but I look forward to it with a new found peace and faith that God will lead me where I need to go to fulfill His plan for my life.
Adam Moyer's story:

20-Apr-2014 10:44 PM
Part 1 Before I came to Christ, I was self-destructive and unfocused. I have always cared for others more than myself. I was raised in a Christian household and my parents did the best they could with me. Truth is the older I got, God became less and less a part of my focus in life. Whether he was there or not was irrelevant. I was determined to make my own path through life, with or without Him. There has been too many downtimes and I'm ashamed to admit that these were the only times I prayed for almost two decades, even when God has repeatedly made Himself known in my life by answering prayers and events I've experienced. For the most part, I dedicated my life to the things nearest and dearest to me; Sarah who is now my wife, my friends, and my music. What happened six years ago in my life took a toll on all three. I lost two close friends of mine within several weeks of one another, one of whom was a best friend. Death became a reality to me. I alienated my family. I was angry to even be alive. Especially when I started to see how others chose to cope with the deaths of our friends. Things I thought were dishonorable. I alienated them. I became a hermit, and stayed home when I was off work and chose to stay only around my friends that were also angry about their deaths. I immersed myself into music and sought out to get the meanest and fastest sounds known to man. Over the next three years, Sarah was away at Blacksburg for school, and I was alone in this mentality. I thought I was alone. As I roamed around in this dark cloud of stubborn self-righteousness for the first year, a couple events took place that I was unable to ignore. The first event took place when I was on my way home from dropping a friend off at his house. It was late at night and I had worked a long day and had been losing lots of sleep. I started fighting to stay awake by blaring the CD I had in, which proved to be pointless, cause I woke up to it several minutes later. A soft part of the song was playing and woke me up. The singer was singing, "The seasons whither away." I never put a whole lot of thought into those lyrics until that moment, because that's when I realized how many seasons do go by, and that mine should've been over. I was stopped in the opposite shoulder of the road from which I'd been driving with one wheel in the grass. As I looked up I began to flip out because until now I hadn't realized that I'd fallen asleep behind the wheel. I was staring at a metal guardrail, a telephone pole, and elevated train tracks that would have made me and my car like a spiraling football through the air. When I began to stir my car moved. My car was still in drive and my foot was on the brake, which is the direct opposite from where I last remembered it being, which was stomping on the gas. As I pulled away slowly still unable to believe what had just happened, I asked God what I did to deserve such love. Part of me was wishing it would have happened. The other part of me stayed wondering why it hadn't. I buried this emotion, however, and kept on trucking the way I had been going, and the next two years I became worse.
Adam Moyer's story:

20-Apr-2014 10:46 PM
Part 2 Now I had knowledge of God's presence, but I was in denial about it. I hid this, because I was a much desired drummer for teh thrash and death metal worlds. People wanted fast, and I could only go faster. To me, it was a win-win scenario. In the winter of 2010, my best friend Jeremy and I went to see a fellow metal-head who lived on the top of a mountain on a gravel road. It was after the blizzard and the roads were all clear; except the gravel road he lived on. Knowing I had to work the next day I was anxious to get out of there before the temperature dropped in the evening, which happens a little sooner in the mountains. Bottom line - we were stuck, and my ambition to get off the mountain was blinding my common sense from seeing we could very well die with the stunt I was about to pull, which was gassing down the frozen hill and up over the other side. There were no guardrails on this road and I felt uneasy about this but unwilling to back away from this. I switched seats with Jeremy because I felt a whole lot better about him driving instead of me, even if it was to our doom. I've known Jeremy all my life which had to be why I was comfortable in doing something in front of him that I hadn't done in years. Something that at that time was clearly not metal, which was a prayer. I said it aloud. Until this moment I had kept my faith a secret, which was easy, because I thought I only had a little. The next series of events that took place I would've never imagined as a possibility; to be honest, to this day they still seem unclear as to how they could've happened. Needless to say the "punch it down the hill and up the other side" plan didn't work. In fact, we got close to the top till the other car came up over the opposite side of the hill and we swerved to miss it. With the loss of traction we began sliding down the hill and towards the edge when the car backed into something. We hit it hard and rolled forward away from the edge of the cliff to a stop. There was nothing there. Nothing that would've stopped the car from going over the edge, that is. In fact, every last detail I can remember over the course of one hour after I said my prayer led to us getting off of what I still call 'Ice Mountain". Including a mountain man who happened to have all the knowledge in the world about chaining tired, and even a spare set of chains he was willing to let two people whom he'd never met in his life, borrow. Still, to this day, we cannot get over how bizarre that night was.
Adam Moyer's story:

20-Apr-2014 10:47 PM
Part 3 By this time, I was now telling people that I was a Christian. Even the people I was in bands with. Some thought it was weird, some thought it was cool I wasn't willing to sell out my beliefs and I gained their respect. I started thinking this was good, and that I could be a light in a very dark place, maybe even help a few out of the dark. Unfortunately, I didn't have all of the "tools" required for this undertaking. I realized this in April 2013 a few months after the last death metal band I was in disbanded. I wanted to find a new band, and not to mention a few new friends for a new start. Something Sarah said to be impossible without the Internet, which I don't even use. She said, it's not like somebody is just going to walk by when you're playing one day and knock on the door; which was almost exactly what happened two weeks later when I opened the door to see Charles standing in my front lawn. This person not only was the most amazing guitarist I've ever met, but the first Christian friend I had made in a decade. Whether or not he knew it, he had reawakened my love of talking about God, and randomly reading from the Bible. The jams were amazing, but nearly paled in comparison to our frequent God-talks, which I enjoyed more and more each time. That summer, Sarah and I had made plans to be married and we were referred to Pastor Matt. I was a little uneasy about this cause I had absolutely no desire whatsoever to go to a church, let alone talk to a pastor. The more we talked to him, though, the more genuine he seemed, and in August he married us. One month later, I was invited to Soul Purpose Community Church for teh 2nd time; the 1st invitation was from Pastor Matt during the premarital counseling. This time, though, the invitation came from my brother, who I have always looked up to, no matter how different we are. I turned down the invite because it came during my dark time in the fall due to the anniversaries of my friends whom have passed. However, Justin wouldn't give up on me so easily. He took me to a metal show for my birthday, and little did he know he was about to change my life forever. I knew Justin had begun the process of studying to become a pastor, what I didn't know was how he was about to show me not only how much he knew, but also how much better he was than me at being the very thing I had aspired to be 4 years before, "the light in a very dark place." Without going into any detail, I just want to say that this night is talked about often in my house, and referred to as "Justin was Jesus at a metal show." Not even a week after this I told Sarah that I wanted to attend a service at Justin's church, and Sarah nearly fell out of her chair. I had been missing something about being a Christian. The most important thing there is, Jesus the Christ, the one and only true Messiah. We started attending regularly after our first visit, and the first time I came here without Sarah I knew something weird was going on. That weird is spiritual fulfillment, and it never ceases to amaze me, and I have made a promise to Pastor Matt, and to myself, that it never will. I wish this same amazement of fulfillment upon all who have come to Christ, and to all who have yet to come to him. Amen. Since I have invited Christ into my life, I have been more relaxed, I worry about things less. Jesus is a common conversational topic in our house now and my wife and I read the Bible together every night. I have become more focused on the things that matter and pay more attention to the important things in life. Having Jesus in my life has changed my attitude about so many things and brought a peace to my life. I pray that these changes continue and my relationship with Christ continues to grow.

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