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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Joy (05/18/06)

TITLE: Two And Counting
By Jannesa Campbell
05/18/06


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Joy, the emotion of extreme happiness. That is what I felt when my sister gave her life to Christ. Joy and pride. My sister had always been a difficult person to deal with, and I think it bugged her that her I was constantly trying to get her to come to church. Our parents I donít think really cared what we did, however they faithfully dropped me off at the church when I asked them to, they only came in with me on Easter.
But two years ago I experienced another joy filled occasion; I gave my own life to God. I was thirteen and had been going to church with a friend of mine; it was why I spent Saturday nights at her house for nearly two months. I remember it well, we were at the concert of some band with her youth group and I swear I felt like I was surrounded, and I was, by people, but this was a different type of being surrounding me. I think there were two of them, or I imagine their were, one was God, calling me to His arms and the other was Satan, trying to drag me back to his hoard of sinners like the dragon he is. I was crying and my friend put her arm around my shoulder and asked me if there was anything she could do.
I was nearly out of mind and nodded, ďPray,Ē I said. She did and I felt like I was being ripped apart, but not because two beings were pulling me apart but because God was beckoning and I wanted to go but Satan had a hold on me hard. ďOh God, please help me,Ē I cried into my friendís shoulder. Then my friend was telling me I had to let God help me and was telling me how. She asked if I wanted to pray and I nodded hard. Then I repeated after her.
I have never felt anything like I did after saying amen. I didnít feel ripped apart but like I was finally whole. I started giggling and couldnít stop, it was like I was on something, later I decided I was high on God. My heart felt like it could soar and I can only be thankful that I was in a concert because I suddenly was up and jumping and thanking God for saving me. My friend hugged me and when we calmed down we went to tell youth pastor what had happened.
Like I said that was two years ago, and now I sit in a church pew smiling from ear to ear ready to jump for joy again, because my sister has walked down the aisle and is now praying with the youth pastor and his wife. I have been praying for weeks now for God to bring her to Him, and now He has. Oh they havenít stopped praying and they havenít told everyone, but I can feel it. My friend who brought me to church and Christ is standing beside me, squeezing my hand and watching my sister too, she has been as involved in this as I. I donít cry this time but I feel like my heart is going to explode. I close my eyes and thank God for bringing my friend into my life to bring Him into my life and for my sister letting Him into her life.
Finally the hymn of invitation homes to an end and my sister is hugging the two people who prayed with her, then she looks at me and my friend and beckons us down. As the Pastor talks to the church about how the invitation always being open my friend and I run down by my sister. She must have seen the question in our eyes because she nods and whispers, ďI did it.Ē We all hug right as the youth pastor introduces the church to their new sister in Christ.
I feel as though I will never feel this happy and then I pray that I will again and my heart tells me I will. I know that my sister and I have a long road ahead with our parents, but for now Iím happy just being thankful for having a new sister in Christ.


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Lynda Schultz 05/25/06
Wonderful testimony and I love the title.
Melanie Kerr 05/25/06
That makes her a sister twice over!

It helps to break up the writing a bit and make it easier on the eye if you leave a clear line between each paragraph.
Malin Boman05/25/06
Oh, is there any other Joy that exceeds the joy of seeing someone recieving Christ!

Atleast this inspired my heart to praise Him for His goodness in peoples lives!

I guess, spacing it out a little would have made it easier to read (someone kindly pointed that out to me as well).
Well, done, keep it coming!
Blessings,
Lily
SYLVIA KING05/26/06
I'm assuming from the way the story is written you are around 15-16 year old. You have a whole lifetime of touching others for God. Good story. I'll be praying for your parents. God bless both of you.
Rita Garcia05/26/06
Good job! The greatest joy, receiving Christ. You blessed me with this story.
Jessica Schmit05/27/06
What a beautiful account. I love reading testimonies. Incredible.