As a teen I wish I could do more in the world. Sometimes I worry about what to say if I was ever to witness to a person.
When I was at camp there was an evangelistic preacher who taught about the missionaries who are evangelizing to others in other parts of the world.He said that we can worship God however way you want. I realized that I wasnt singing, and I had a gift to sing so I became a worship leader with mom and dad.
I couldn't believe I was getting up in front of all those people and singing. I even gave a message one time. From that time of camp, I've been serving God with all my heart.
Even though I'm 17 I hope to be a missionary very soon. Its always been a call in my life to do that. When I was little I used to witness to other kids at the mall or at the store. Some kids used to kid on me in 5th grade because I left tracts in the bathroom.
When I came home from camp God told me he wanted me to go back to highschool to be a witness to the kids. I had been homeschooled for 4 years since 6th grade, so I was scared but God kept saying yes, I want you to go.
During last year I witnessed to 5 kids at the highschool. One was the highschools biggest whore. Then God led me farther as to leave tracts in the bathroom. Its been a few weeks since I've gone back to school and a few girls were talking about God in my class.
Now I know what God is calling me to do. I'm only a teen but God can use teens to do great things. One of my favorite things to do is write. I've written songs and singing a solo at my church. Which I've never done before.
You see, when I was younger my dad was a pretty proud and angry man who was like a hypocrite. Hed be nice at church and come home and treat me and mom like nothing.
After many years of this I started breaking down, thinking life wasnt perfect for me. My dad rammed my brothers head into the wall. The police were here for my older brother 4 times, and he was taken to a wilderness camp because he was being rough with me.
During that time I would scream verses and hide under my covers when dad and my brother were yelling at each other. It was like hell. I couldnt stand it. On top of that I couldnt make much friends because I was afraid.
Afraid of trusting others, it came to the point where I couldnt even talk. I was scared. God helped me though. Camp was like a wakeup call to myself.
Now I'm trying to make friends and talking more, but that strong love for passion and grace towards others is strong in me. One time in a Chinese restaurant I got whatever paper I could find, which was toilet paper at the time,because I heard God speaking to me to witness to a person at the cash register. I got some tissue and a pen and wrote Jesus loves you on it.The chinese lady saw it and just smiled. I went from a shy, sad girl to a girl with a strong love for Christ. Now I hope my testimony can help other teens that are struggling. Just because your young doesnt mean God cant do big things for you. You can still do good in the world.
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