Nickydrake: Rhowly, i found your story more stirring than i can describe. It bears an eerie degree of similarity to my own experience. This thread's just the thing i needed to see. It's. . . invigorating. Thank y'all.

Thank you, i'm glad about that. Never really told this much to anyone but i'm guessing this was the right place and time. Left out lots of facts, dislike long posts

Here is my testimony:
I was born into a very godly home. I never had any need to doubt the existence of God because i saw God in my parents life. Godly parents who loves God so dearly and cherishes holiness more than anything. I saw God in their attitude, I saw God in the pursuit of their career. I saw God in every aspect of their lives. They will always seek God's will in everything they want to do and when they follow God's direction he never fails them. Even in things concerning us they always sought God's direction and when we follow it God never fails us. We were always told at home and in the church of the need for us to be saved from our lives of sin and live a holy life. That no sinner will enter heaven because of the righteousness his parents rather everyone will give account of his life before God at the judgment day. I couldnt be bothered because i felt that getting saved will deny me of having fun. Now what are the so called fun? Fornication, jumping from one joint to the other and spending recklessly, fighting (which i did sometimes just to show off that i was a strong guy). Infact the best way i liked to settle an issue or begin the settlement was to fight just for the fun of disgracing my opponent etc.
one day, after a powerful sermon i pondered over my life and saw that all that i called fun was actually vanity and that the salvation i was runing away from was truly the main thing. I came to the altar after the sermon with a broken and contrite heart, confessed my sins to God and asked him to forgive me all my sins that i want to serve him in spirit and in truth. It wasnt long i felt like a burden has been lifted off my heart and an overwhelming joy and peace flooded me. I knew Jesus had forgiven me and from that time i saw myself not having interest in sin anymore. One day in my house, everybody went out, i locked up myself and prayed God that i want to experience the Holy Spirit in my life. As i continued praying without losing faith and focus, i felt the overwhelming joy flood my heart, then i noticed that i was speaking another language which i did not understand, i was so suprised at that and my effort to stop it did not yield anything. Even uptill now, each time i pray and go quite far in the spirit i start speaking in tongues. I mean in unknown language in which i wont even have any control over when it starts. Today i marvel at what people call speaking in tongues in most of our penticostal churches. I wish this people will determine and ask God to give them the real experience of the Holy Ghost (which comes with speaking in tongues), they will understand that it is far better and beyond what they do now and call speaking in tongues. I thank for his blessings in my life all these years. In good times and bad times he has always been there for me. I love God so dearly and i ve surrendered my life to him to live for him till i see him in heaven anyday and at whatever age he pleases. Heaven is my ultimate desire. Amen.

obadiah777:

ALL THESE THESIS. *SMDH*

Don't be a party pooper and go easy on the damned head

moredendisc:

Don't be a party pooper and go easy on the damned head

LOL THATS MY NEW THING. >>>> *SMDH*

Reyginus: This is what I'm talking about. I think 2 and 3 will do. Happy sunday by the way.

Happy Monday my brother. Sorry I've been busy all day. I'll come to them later though I'm a bit hesitant because I don't want the thread to get derailed. For number 2, I have talked about on this forum with Ihedinobi.

https://www.nairaland.com/996184/grace-destiny-vs-freewill-brethren

If you have time; read through and ignore a few stray comments. When I have time we'll discuss. I think it'll make for an interesting conversation.


For number 3, it was personal experience that convinced me; shortly after I got born again, I had struggled with pornography. I prayed about it and gradually the urge died (there is a longer story in this short sentence). . . . . and for about two years believe it or not, I didn't lust after women - Mind you it's not that I didn't see women that I found attractive, it's just that I didn't see them as sexual objects anymore. I could now have real loving relationships with them without thinking about getting into their pants.
In that time, apart from the occasional waking up erection, I don't remember getting aroused by any lady no matter how close we were. It is funny because I was living free of lust without even noticing it until one day when the topic of lust came up in one Brothers meeting we had in Fellowship. that's when I looked back and was like "Come o! I don't have this issue anymore."


Unfortunately, I can't make that 100% claim any more these days because I've got a fiance (not an excuse I know) and sometimes I'm tempted but then I talk to God about it and he sorts me out. Thankfully I and my girlfriend are separated by distance or else I'm not sure I can really trust myself not to have fallen into sin. lol, but that's by the way.

The point however is that God gives us grace. So yes living without lust is very possible. The point is not to go out of your way to strive for it but to allow God to handle it. There are a number of sins I don't quite remember consciously striving to stop but by focusing on Christ, the Holy Spirit just takes them away. Sins like using swear words, anger, arrogance, selfishness etc gradually died away not by my personal effort but as I drew closer to God.


Isn't it interesting how immediately after "work out your salvation in fear and trembling...." what follows is ...."for it is God working in you both to will and to do His good pleasure" (Phil 2:12-13)

Guys, I can't tell you how much I am enjoying this thread. Isn't it so supercool how the Creator of the Universe comes seeking tiny little lost sheep like us? God's love is just too much.

P/s: Please guys keep the testimonies coming. There is no story "more fantastic" than another. God pulled all of us out of the same pit.

God bless.

^^^ Thank you very much. Let me check the link on grace, destiny and freewill.

obadiah777: ALL THESE THESIS. *SMDH*

You Africans don't like reading...

Ishilove:
You Africans don't like reading...

Hey Madam... Whts up? Happy new year...


You've probably not met Buzugee/Obadiah. Let sleeping dogs lie.

musKeeto:
Hey Madam... Whts up? Happy new year...


You've probably not met Buzugee/Obadiah. Let sleeping dogs lie.

Happy New Year, dear.

What's the worst that could happen?

Ishilove:
What's the worst that could happen?

Read my signature.

Reyginus: Read my signature.

He doesn't have monopoly over invectives...

But let's not derail this fantastic thread. More testimonies, people!!!!

Ishilove:
He doesn't have monopoly over invectives...

But let's not derail this fantastic thread. More testimonies, people!!!!

We will like to hear your testimony too.

Tell us how you met Christ and lets keep this fantastic thread rolling.

Mr_Anony:



For number 3, it was personal experience that convinced me; shortly after I got born again, I had struggled with pornography. I prayed about it and gradually the urge died (there is a longer story in this short sentence). . . . . and for about two years believe it or not, I didn't lust after women - Mind you it's not that I didn't see women that I found attractive, it's just that I didn't see them as sexual objects anymore. I could now have real loving relationships with them without thinking about getting into their pants.
In that time, apart from the occasional waking up erection, I don't remember getting aroused by any lady no matter how close we were. It is funny because I was living free of lust without even noticing it until one day when the topic of lust came up in one Brothers meeting we had in Fellowship. that's when I looked back and was like "Come o! I don't have this issue anymore."

Won't i love to hear the longer story about the bolded statement. I struggled with por#nogra#phy, mast#urbation and lust for over ten years, going up and down like a pendulum. I actually was frustrated because i can honestly say God never let me forn#icate. Something out of the ordinary always happened, always. Never stopped trying to overcome though, then i came across a message by Bob Philips - Conqueror from Edom. That message was the beginning of true victory, it snuffed my desires and gave me a heart truly seeking purity and i honestly think true victory in this particular area comes when one is willing to give everything and i mean everything to God. Keeping nothing for oneself. even the quick peek as the lady walks by

I'm new to nairaland and must confess this is one of the most matured thread i've ever come across.Pls let's keep it this way.kudos to Mr Anony for this idea.

I was born into a religious home and my family moved into the 'strict holiness' arena when i was 9(TV left our house when i was 12)I got born again when i was 12 and was really serious with the lord but i was really bothered thinking all the good Christians i knew but who wore jewelries permed their hair would go to hell according to my church doctrine.it just didn't seem right to me.Then after 9 years there, dear mum took the family into the witchcraft and principality killing zone and i started killing demons everyday but i was wondering how long it took them to die.infact it led to serious frustration and sadness for me as i was thrown into a state of paranoia with fear of sleeping and dreaming bad drems etc.meanwhile my Dad stayed put in the holiness zone.

Then i got into University and forgot about church except when i go back home on holidays.i still pretended interest anyway to keep the peace.When i graduated,i decided to go back to God since i figured I'll need his help in getting on in life.i signed up again in the demon killing zone,got a good job,got married and was seemingly at ease until a tragedy in 2010 made me do a rethink.why should a faithful tither,seed sower and good christian who always fasted and kill demons go through such.Then a month after my own personal tragedy, a nice brother who was head of our prayer warrior team died of kidney or liver disease(of course at the time,we attributed it to the powers of his father's house) and i was totally disillusioned.

I found my way into the Faith and positive confession system and signed up for one of the most visible denominations.i started flowing seriously in it and got my tragedy reversed and all seemed to be going well for about a year.However i was bothered by the greed i saw in the name of faith.i was bothered about the sheer arrogance on display in the name of the lord's anointed and i was like,could this be what Jesus suffered on the cross and died for.Then the sheer idolatry in the name of honour to the MOG really rankled.I kept silent so as not to 'offend' God until a discussion on the GRACE OF GOD with my friend's mother had me sit down and really decide to study the bible and not just digest and parrot what our overall MOG and other pastors said.I discovered i was saved by grace and not by adherence to the law of moses.i discovered my salvation by grace coupled with the love of God shed abroad in my heart enabled me to live a life of good works including giving.I picked all my MOG's books that dotted my library and placed them side by side with the whole bible and not the cherry picked verses and i saw i had signed away the liberty Christ's finished work on the cross got for me and was slowly going back to the burden that even Apostle Peter complained they and their father's couldn't bear.the more i learnt,the more my bible made sense to me and became more of a friend.

My brethren, i was led to the realization that no denomination existed in heaven and God had no retail offices on earth to transact business on his behalf.you and i are God's ambassadors,God's temple and God's building:we who are saved by grace are members of the body of Christ.we are recipients of the gift of righteousness and abundance of grace.I had no business with the devil as I'm already translated into the kingdom of God's dear son just waiting for the redemption of my body.

Freedom Freedom at last.since then,i stopped giving heed to men and denomination promoters.instead i listen to bible teachers and student alike and I'm so happy i found some on nairaland.wont mention names for now lest i be termed a man worshipper but a lot of you here have been helpful.i say thank you.

I apologize for my long and maybe boring treatise here.i am just thrilled to share.

I have being born again for quite some time but it doesn't stop me from having questions that I haven't gotten answers to.

I was born into a family that wasn't exactly religious. My dad wasn't brought up in the church and my dear mother was an adherent of one of the eastern religions. She was born into a catholic family so grew up a catholic and continued to be so even when she got married Dad. However, when she was pregnant with me, she started having serious attacks to her life and health and when her pregnancy was about six months old, she started having dreams of death and dead people. Every night she had nightmares, she couldn't sleep,she became sickly and she knew with certainty that something evil was about to happen.

One day after praying, she went to bed and had a dream where she heard a voice clearly directing her to the eastern religion. This voice told her that following that path would save her from certain death. When she woke up, she was puzzled because the dream had been very clear. She had never heard of the religion, the leader or The Path, so the dream was very strange.

Three days later, while watching TV, she saw a paid advert announcing that the leader of the religion she dreamt about would be coming to town to hold a series of lectures. Flabbergasted, she quickly made her way to where the lectures were holding, signed up and became a member.

She told me that immediately she became a member, all the attacks stopped, her health improved and she gave birth to me safe and sound. She became vegetarian and was a very active member there.

My dad, who was never religious to begin with didn't raise an eyebrow that my spiri-koko Catholic mum had become a spiri-koko member of an eastern religion. She raised I and my siblings up in the way of The Path and for years I was a very active member. I had christian classmates, christian friends and went to a christian school, and even attended church once in a while so that my friends would stop pestering my life. In church, I would sit quietly, listen to the sermons and pray with the rest of the congregation, because we were taught that Christianity is just one of the many pathways to the Creator. After service, I would dust my fine African butt, go back home, light the candle on my altar, dress it with fresh flowers, kneel down before the altar, sing and pray.

Though I was just following the motions, I kept on having doubts and questions:

One day when the leader was too old, who would take over from him?

Okay, so Jesus was an incarnation of Moses; Buddha, Hare Krishna, Mohammed were divinely inspired and guided, so who was our leader an incarnate of?

Why did God allow so much suffering and death in the world?

Why did it take God so much time to answer prayers?

I had so many questions. So many questions that the religion didn't seem to have answers to.

Meanwhile things were not moving well with my family but we still stuck stubbornly with the path. My elder sis was the first person to start showing some signs of rebellion. She later told us that our leader had acted very strangely and improperly towards her so she started having doubts of her own. My sis, who has always been a hot headed fellow eventually broke away and became a Christian.

My other sibs kept on with the path because my mum was still a member, but I...

Well...

God bless you all. Am really inspired.
@Rhowly, @Davidylan, and @Alexleo, i have uploaded your testimonies to Salvation section in http://testifyaloud.com to help Christians across the world grow.

I continued in the way of the path because I felt there was no other options for me to choose from.

Life, in the meantime was tough. I was buffeted by trials, challenges and temptations. Eventually, I realised that the path wasn't giving me the answers I sought. I just didn't understand it anymore. I was only going through the motions because I was born into it, not because of any great revelation like my mother had had. The last time I was at our centre in 2003, I knelt down before our leader and vowed to him that I would never leave the religion. Our leader had simply looked into my soul, smiled gently and said, "You will".

And leave I did.

I started attending church because I had nowhere to turn to. There is this particular church programme I attended which was hosted by a very popular church in Ijesa. I stood for 6hrs straight because there was no place to sit down in the overflow outside. When I got home, I wondered where the heck I had gotten the energy to stand 6hrs from, but I still wasn't satisfied or fulfilled. One night, after a gangster three hour prayer session alone, I sat down on my bed and started weeping. I was so frustrated, so empty, so tired of the challenges and temptations and was just plain fed up with life.

Suddenly, in the midst of my tears, I heard the sweetest,calmest, quiet and the most beautiful voice in the creation. The voice said to me,

"Why are you crying, my child? Fear not, I am with you...".

My tears dried instantly. I looked round the room to ensure I was alone. I was.

"Lord, is that you?", I asked. No answer. However, deep down in my heart I knew that I had heard the voice of God for the first time in my life.

I felt like ice water had been poured on my soul. Days later, I was idly leafing through the bible (I hadn't yet learnt to read the bible) when I stumbled on the words I had heard in my spirit. That strenghtened my conviction and that same week, I answered an altar call in church and gave my life to Christ.

It hasn't been a journey without challenges, but daily I beg for the grace to keep growing in the Lord in my walk with him.

My own story , some of you may or may not know me from this story , if you do please keep mute about my identity.

I came from a catholic family and meekly attended mass both at school and at home, prayed to rosary, did some catechism , bowed before the altar, sprinkled holy water and all that.

Due to the good influences of my relatives and dad's driver I began to believe in GOD at a very early age, as young as 6-7 yrs. I remember I always prayed to God for forgiveness when I stole milk from the fridge or did some other naughty thing. Despite the prayers, I will repeat the same sin. At that time my knowledge was not deep , and so I kept sinning and praying for forgiveness.

At secondary school, I was introduced to some form of the gospel which to be honest was not complete , because a friend of mine who normally preached to me had the temper of a volcano and this was not exactly a role model.

I did all the school fellowship stuff , sang songs and all that , but there was never any meaningful change to my life at that time. It was during my secondary school days that I had the dream pertaining to the end of the world.

My life started to get more interesting when I went to university , once away from home and the strictness of dad, I started drinking wine like a fish , smokes cigars and cigarettes , went clubbing and chased girls. I was 18 at the time. This was when I got my first taste of the zeal of SUs on campus, they chased me 24/7 with tracts , preaching’s etc , but the allurements of this world where just too strong for me ,and so I kept plugging away at sin.

It was in my second year at UI that I encountered some peculiar experience. The first was from 2 beautiful girls who attended Rhema church , they came to my room and began to preach the gospel , prayed with me and invited me to their church. I went to their church , it was funky and very liberal. After service , we prayed the sinners prayer or something like that and were told to speak in tongues which to be quite frank was unusual. It started like , aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, babababababababab, cacacacac etc etc etc till we were told to continue till we made sense , what !!!!

I stopped going there and continued my rebellious living

At the appointed time a ,a particular brother kept pestering me with invitation after invitation to church , he belonged to the apostolic faith church and was a true Christian , calm, gentle , loving and blessed brother. I remember as he preached to me in the hostel , I turned the volume of the radio so high to drown out his noise. His preaching entered one ear and came out of the other.

On a particular day I agreed to go to church with this brother. Unfortunately on the Saturday before , I went clubbing and came back on Sunday morning completely drubbed. Here was this angelic brother waiting for me with a sad smile. I felt like Satan himself, smelling of alcohol and sin, and promised to follow him to church the next Sunday.

Come the next Sunday I went to church and was quite frightened at the loud praying and screaming, I vowed never to go back. But something happened to me on that day, I started to think more about GOD with increased intensity. Then one day , as I was outside my room looking at the clouds and thinking , something happened to me in the flash of a moment, almost like a sudden wind of change. I felt a great burden lift from my shoulders and an immense and unexplained joy filled my heart. I had a hatred for sin and a yearning for fellowship and prayer immediately.

I became part of the apostolic faith church, began preaching the gospel , prayed a lot and began to preach to my family. I Will not go into details about the intense persecution I suffered at this time.

Everything continued wonderfully until one dark day when I had a malaria attack. Now , it was the custom of the apostolic faith church not to take medicine , taking medicine was a sign of zero faith and considered to be almost a sin. So my condition got worse, I refused all medicine, church brothers came to pray with me with no improvement . After a few days with no food and high temperatures, I started vomiting bile and was in a dazed mood. My uncle pleaded with me intensely and managed to convince me to go to hospital. My condition was so bad , the doctor told my dad that if they had not brought me on that day , I was almost certain to die. I was attended to in an emergency situation , wheeled into the ward for treatment and was on drip for almost a week, in a trance like state and could not initially recognize family members.

After recovering, my faith was shaken and I was very confused. How could this happen ? Why did God not heal me ? Gradually I stopped going to the apostolic faith church.

Back at university after the holidays, I started going to deeper life. They had no problem with medicine and it suited me just right. I was consumed with zeal and went from house to house preaching, praying and ministering and grew from strength to strength. But I was always fearful of sinning , hell was always on my mind and I saw GOD as a father who was almost waiting for me to make a mistake. I heard strange stories, experienced some crazy stuff , read tons of books written by Hagin and Co and went to a few other fellowships and crusades on invitation or for revival, though my permanent church was deeperlife.

With deeper life I could never understand why we looked down on other Christians, why there was no full interaction with other Christians, why the women dressed so mournfully and why everything was so robotic and mechanical. However this did not bother me a great deal , as I became part of the problem.

At deeperlife I grew fast because of the word that was preached and I liked the doctrine on holiness.


At this time , 1/2 of my family disowned me, I was now experiencing some strange spiritual attacks. This increased for a while, and then my prayer life began to decrease along with bible study until I just left the deepelife into full blown backsliding.

To cut the long story short, I started returning to GOD in the UK , it took me years to begin to question the state of the church , my experiences as a young man or should I call it churchianity abuse. I did all the tithe stuff , praying in tongues etc , went to church and vigils but I felt no fire in my bones. The church was engrossed in the prosperity doctrine and chasing after imaginary Witches and wizards. However , I wanted something else than the status quo, holiness and a close walk with GOD. I started to question everything , began to pray and read the bible, study articles and understand what true faith in Christ really meant.

Jesus wanted a one to one friendship with me, he wanted to be my friend and shepherd , I had been under the influence of the doctrine of men for so many years and was drunken by it, unable to think for myself or challenge church doctrines I felt were not right .

Therefore, I made up my mind to follow Christ the bible way and no longer the deeperlife , rccg or catholic way.

I still go to a local fellowship where we have pastors, we sing , worship etc, but I am not tied to the doctrines of MEN anymore , I ask God for wisdom and follow my inner intuition. I feel free now that I no longer have this religious baggage. I believe the sky is the limit and that with God's mercy I have great exploits to do for his name. I understand JESUS better and GOD our father. He is not the angry MAN I once thought he was, he does not have a gun to my head to repent or else pow ! and ETERNAL HELL , things make more sense to me and I have peace and calmness no longer overcome with fear.

Through and through a fantastic thread. Thanks to MrAnony for starting this and to all those who've shared. Been inspiring reading your stories. God reaches each one where they are - some are instantaneous, some change over a long period of time, some stumble and then return to the fold - all in all, God is Lord over us all. And may He continue to keep us until His glorious return. Amen!

Read me a lullaby, did frosb just call a fellow human being a true Christian?

Ishilove:
You Africans don't like reading...

ITS AN INSTRUCTION FROM THE LORD WHAT CAN I TELL YA, I TAKE THE WORDS OF THE LORD VERY SERIOUSLY >>>> ECCLESIASTES 12 VS 12 and much study wearies the body.

musKeeto:
Hey Madam... Whts up? Happy new year...


You've probably not met Buzugee/Obadiah. Let sleeping dogs lie.

I AINT BUT A HARMLESS PUPPY

Reyginus: Read my signature.

REYGIE I SHALL TAKE OFF YOUR HEAD WITH THE TWO EDGED SWORD FOR CHARACTER DEFAMATION AND MISREPRESENTATION LOLZ

obadiah777: ITS AN INSTRUCTION FROM THE LORD WHAT CAN I TELL YA, I TAKE THE WORDS OF THE LORD VERY SERIOUSLY >>>> ECCLESIASTES 12 VS 12 and much study wearies the body.

Lol.

And here they were, making you out to be an ogre. Come, let's be friends.

Ishilove:
Lol.

And here they were, making you out to be an ogre. Come, let's be friends.

DONT MIND THOSE PHARISEES. THEY DONT LIKE SOUND DOCTRINE

Ishilove:

And here they were, making you out to be an ogre. Come, let's be friends.

Subtle. Well played.

REALLY GREAT STORIES. VERY INSPIRATIONAL, ESPECIALLY FOR THOSE OF 'US' STILL 'STRUGGLING' TO GET ANSWERS.

musKeeto:
Subtle. Well played.

NO SUBTLETY HERE O JARE. YOU ARE DRUNK AGAIN ON MANYA.

Ishilove:
Lol.

And here they were, making you out to be an ogre. Come, let's be friends.

Princess Fiona!

Mr_Anony:
Princess Fiona!

I'm actually more beautiful than Fiona. . The beauty of the Lord

MAKE I DROP STORY TOO O JARE . WELL ME MYSELF I HAVE DRIFTED IN AND OUT OF CHRISTIANITY THE RELIGION SINCE I WAS BROUGHT FROM ENGLAND TO A BOARDING SCHOOL IN NAIJA. IN THE BOARDING SCHOOL I GOT INTRODUCED TO DEEPER LIFE. HOWEVER IT DID NOT STICK. I JUST DID IT CUZ OF FEAR OF HELL FIRE. DRIFTED OUT OF IT. WENT TO CHURCH A FEW TIMES WITH THE FAMILY. THEN LEFT NAIJA AND THAT WAS THE END OF RELIGION FOR A LONG TIME. SO FOR ME I KNEW THERE WAS A REASON WHY THE WORLD WWAS TILTED TOWARDS THE CAUCASIANS AND AWAY FROM BLACK FOLK. THERE HAS TO BE SOME SPIRITUAL REASON BEHIND IT. WAS THE BLACK MAN CREATED INFERIOR AND THE WHITE MAN SUPERIOR ? WHY DO THEY HAVE ALL THE WEALTH AND WE ARE SUFFERING ? WHY IS IT THAT WHEN I GO TO FOREIGN COUNTRIES ALL THE WHITE PEOPLE GET PAST IMMIGRATION WITHOUT ANY FUSS BUT AS SOON AS THE BLACK MAN SHOWS UP, NA WAHALA. QUESTION UPON QUESTION. SEARCH UPON SEARCH. SO I DABBLED IN THE BLACK POWER MOVEMENT AND THEN FROM BEING IN THE CONSCIOUS COMMUNITY I RAN INTO REAL PROPHETS OF THE LORD WHO ACTUALLY SPOKE HEBREW AND GREEK. AND THEN UNDER THEIR TUTELAGE I LEARNT WHAT THE BIBLE IS REALLY ABOUT. HOW TO STUDY IT. I LEARNT THE DEUTERONOMY CURSES. AND THATS WHEN I KNEW THE LORD HAD PUT ME IN THE TRUTH. WITH CHRISTIANITY ITS LIKE READING A STORY BOOK WHEN YOU READ THE BIBLE. IT DOES NOT JUXTAPOSE AND ALIGN WITH THE REAL WORLD. HOWEVER IN THE TRUTH, YOU HAVE TO BE ABLE TO SEE THE WORLD IN THE BIBLE BECAUSE THE BIBLE IS WRITTEN ABOUT THE WORLD. IF YOU CANT SEE THE WORLD YOU LIVE IN IN THE BIBLE, THEN YOU ARE NOT READING IT CORRECTLY. YOU HAVE TO SEE THE WORLD HISTORY IN IT. AND WHY THE WORLD IS THE WAY IT IS. AND THE BIBLICAL NAMES OF THE PEOPLE YOU SEE IN THE WORLD TODAY. ONCE I GOT ALL THAT KNOWLEDGE AND UNDERSTANDING, I BECAME HOOKED. AND NOW I AM INSEPARABLE FROM THAT KJV. AND THATS HOW I GOT IN THE TRUTH.