| Faith Experiences |
A prophetic word from Bishop Long prompts a young man to share his testimony on how God delivered him from the life of gangs and selling drugs...
When I was four years old, my thirteen-year-old brother raped me. My older sister and her friends treated me as their “doll,” dressing me in girl’s clothing. My father, a pastor, sexually molested me...
I wanted to drop you a little note. I want you to spend some time with Me. In fact I want you to spend eternity with Me. I sent you my Son so that we could spend eternity together...
Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you...
I just want to testify of the goodness of the Lord and how He allows u-turns. My name is Jason and Im a 27 yr. old black male living in Baltimore City. A little about my background; I was raised in the church all my young life. When I got to be 15 I started working. I ended up quiting church all together...
I was 14 years old the first time I had really told anyone about the attraction I was feeling toward other guys. I told my friend that I was "bisexual", revealed it to her through this anonymous gay affiliated website...
The Lord God visited me while I was at work and he spoke to me through (2 Corinthians 9:1-15). He told me that I was a Farmer and a Giver and that he had been bragging on me...
While I was at work, my co-worker Mrs. Maybee went out for her normal smoke break. When she came in, I noticed she was upset so, I asked her what was wrong. She told me that she had lost one of her diamond stud earrings and that it was really expensive...
I don..t care if your black, white, spanish, or anything else
because the only thing that really matters in this life
is where ya going when it's over and how you will spend the rest of eternity...
The night was falling fast in Columbus, Georgia and I was sinking deeper in the quicksand of sin, sinking to rise no more. Somehow in my heart I knew I was going down for the last time and there would be no recovery. Years and years as a homosexual man had burned away all of my sensitivities...

