I have been hearing about the love of God and Jesus since I was born. I was born into a Christian family attended church every Sunday and regularly attended a Bible study group, which was how I made some of my first friends. I was 6 years old at a Day Camp at North shore Baptist Church in Seattle Washington, when I accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior. I was listening to our kids pastor talk about God’s gift of eternal life for anyone who believes in Him. That night I prayed with my mom and asked Jesus to enter my heart. To be quite honest, as a kid I found I never paid much attention during the church service. Even after my family and I moved to Kelowna in 2010 and began to attend Youth on Tuesday nights I would be apart from the group not paying attention to the message. I have changed a lot in the last couple years and I find myself much more comfortable in that sort of atmosphere and just listening to what the pastor has to say, and take notes during church to help engage my brain a bit more. I feel baptism is the next step in life for me as a Christian. God has been my rock through many struggles I have had: the many problems I faced in high school, and helping me live with my disabilities. I want to be public with my faith. I am not a very public individual, but I don’t think anybody should hide their love for God. I want to help people come to Christ, and want God to use me however He can. I will have questions for the Lord and I can guarantee I will not be perfect, but no matter what happens I will live for Him in all that I do.
In my fairly short life so far, my faith hasn’t been a clear-cut path.
Even five years ago, I would still have been asking my mom, “Do we really have to go to church?” I didn’t quite grasp the concept of faith and believing in God.
When I was a bit younger, maybe 7 or 8, I always wondered why people got baptized. What did it mean when someone went under water and came back up? Did they get a first class ticket to heaven? Although many questions filled my head, I didn’t reach out to ask, partly because I didn’t know whom to ask.
Sitting at church services at KGF helped me shape my faith and discover further about my own relationship with God.
There was never a ‘eureka!’ moment to my faith journey, where I instantly recognized baptism as my next step. It was small subtle changes in life that led up to thinking baptism. Even when I thought about it, I thought, “why should I get baptized?”
Of all the people who didn’t need to get baptized, it was Jesus. He lived a perfect life and is the Son of God. I believe he did it as an example to those who believe in Him.
To me, baptism means going down in the water bound by my sins and imperfections, and coming up as a follower of Jesus; it is my commitment to live every single day to the glory of Jesus.
I was born in Kelowna in 2000. I grew up in a Christian home but God was never really real to me. Then I went through a rough patch in my life. I did some things that I regret. In 2012, my Dad got dystonia in his neck and that rattled me. Why would God do this to my dad? I struggled with this for about two years. Then last summer, the speaker said we all have a choice: to follow God or sin. It's your choice. "Who will go? asks the Lord. Send me." Isaiah 6:8. And with Isaiah 6:8 on my heart, as I was walking back to my cabin on July 25, 2014 I said yes to Jesus. The past year has been the best year with Jesus. Satan will always tempt me but I'm rooted in Jesus. Now I'm ready to make my faith public.
Proverbs 17:17 " A friend is always loyal, and a brother is born to help in time of need." God has shown himself to be my friend and my brother, helping me through the rough patches. This verse has helped me shape my spiritual life and I hope it helps your faith journey as well.
God has always been a part of my home and family. I grew up going to church and Sunday School. As I got older sports took my focus away from going as often as I should have.
In 2012 our family moved to Kelowna and in the spring of 2013 we began regularly attending KGF. This is where I began to know God in a more personal way. For the last year and a half or so I have seen God working in my life. He has placed people along the way to mentor me.
I have decided to be baptized now because I feel that this is the next step in my Christian journey.
I was born the third of four girls. Our family never went to church, and we never heard anything good or bad about God. My growing up years were very rough. I can't count how many times I said things like, "Man, I'm lucky!" or "Someone must be watching over me", or "I must have a guardian angel!"
It was early 2006 when I became a Christian. Then it was another eight or nine years before I began to try to be an active Christian. Through those years I fought one health issue after another, all pretty serious. At one point I was on life supposrt for twelve days. Doctors had told my family to say their goodbyes. They had next to no hope for me. This turned out to be one more time of "someone must be looking out for me". It wasn't until I got home that it finally hit me. It was God! God was there, protecting and saving me all through my life.
I had two or three more years of serious health issues, and God never left me. Which brings me to the last couple of years. These have been my strongest years yet for me as a Christian.
Last year I took The Journey and this year I am taking A Way of Life. I am getting so much out of these courses. They clarify so many things for me. They help tremendously in learning about God, His plans, and His Word. I was very surprised to find how much I had grown and how much stronger my faith seemed to be. For the first time I found myself believing it wasn't too late for me.
Until now, I didn't believe I would go to heaven, but I was okay with that, because God knew my heart, so He knew I never meant to hurt anyone or be so wrong with my life. I would have come to these truths sometime. The Journey and A Way of Life got me there quicker and with so many great lessons. I am looking forward to whatever it is that God has planned for my lfe with Him.
I have been a born again Christian since the mid 1970’s. I was raised in a home that believed in God, but had no knowledge or understanding of salvation through Jesus.
Learning about Jesus began for me when I was in my early 20’s through a friend who came from a large family, some of who were born again Christians. She would share with me about her weird family members who “got saved” and constantly talked about God. After a couple of years my friend’s heart had started to soften towards God, but I did not know that yet. My own heart wasn’t hard towards God, but I guess you could say it was indifferent. I didn’t know enough about Him to be able to make a decision either way.
Even though she had changed, we were still strong friends, and when she would talk to me I would listen, not realizing how my heart was changing. One night I called her and we talked for approx. 3 hours. I finally believed her enough to believe Christ, and after hanging up the phone, I got on my knees and invited Christ into my life and to be my Lord and Saviour, and He did. I found a church and began to learn and grow. I made my public declaration by being baptized shortly after.
There have been some hard years between that year and now. Including a long period of time when I walked away from God. The most important lessons I learned from those years is that truly God does not leave us and a Christian absolutely cannot walk the walk alone. There is much damage that happens to a Christian’s heart when they are not following God, but God is so loving and gracious that He gently leads us to the place and the people who He will use to bring us back into the fold. This began for me in 2003 when I started attending church again. After a while I met some people who saw me. They saw someone who was extremely shy and extremely scared, but they were so gentle and so caring, that I soon began to relax with them. To this day, we are solid friends.
In 2009/10 I took the first year of The Journey. Through this process God freed me from the bondage of fear, and healed some of the damage I had done to my heart so I was able to respond to Him as I should. Although I know that we only need to be baptized once, I felt strongly that I both wanted and needed to make my return from the desert years as full and solid as possible, so in 2010 I was baptized again, and I have not looked back since. I am firmly standing on Jesus my rock, and I will not turn away again.
From there I completed the next two years of The Journey course, and in the spring of 2012 began with my husband to attend KGF. We enjoy it here, and we call KGF our church. I feel strongly that I want to belong here properly which to me means becoming a member so I am able to fully participate in however God leads me.
My dream these days is that although I have wasted a lot of years, I believe God can somehow use them for His glory, and I believe He will. I am sure there are more people out there like me who need to know that God will forgive them and take them back, just like He forgave Peter and took him back, just like He forgave me and took me back, and that He loves them just like He loved Peter, and just like He loves me.
There are two verses that God has brought to my attention lately so I am hanging onto them, waiting to see what He will say to me, and waiting to see what is next in this journey of my life.
Habakkuk 2:1 – I will stand at my watch, and station myself on the ramparts. I will look to see what He will say to me.
Proverbs 23:26 – My son, give Me your heart and let your eyes keep to My ways.
The Msg for this verse says: My dear child, I want your full attention; please do what I show you.
Thank you for the opportunity to belong to the family of KGF.
I was born in Windsor, Ontario in 1952. My parents had immigrated from Italy the year before. I was raised Catholic, went to church on a regular basis, went to a Catholic elementary and high school. In grade 8, a priest would come in to answer any questions that we had. On one visit, he was promoting the priesthood. For the first time, I felt that God was calling me to serve Him. I put Him off and told Him that I would serve Him when I was 21 (I don't recommend this)...I wanted to have "fun" in my teen years, as if having fun and serving God are exclusive of each other.
I met a girl in my last year of high school, but only went out with her once...she said that she had a boyfriend! I went to the University of Windsor and guess who I ran into just before Christmas, 1973? Yes, that same girl. We started a relationship (I guess the boyfriend was no longer in the picture). Over the Christmas holidays, she attended a church winter camp and had gotten saved. Unknown to me, that fall, a pastor and his young family had moved into the townhouse next to her and invited her family to Bible study in his home.
That spring, she invited me over for supper at her place with the understanding that I would attend the Bible study afterward. I agreed and resolved to defend my Catholic faith...I didn't stand a chance. I went home that nigh with a headache, something that I rarely got. The Spirit of God began to work on me and convict me. I knew that I was a sinner and destined for hell if I didn't repent. That May, that's what I did. In the quietness of my bedroom, I confessed before God that I was a sinner and asked Him to come into my heart and life...no thunder, no lightning, but that's exactly what God did. By His grace and the work of His Holy Spirit, my lifestyle changed. Because of Him, I became a better son and a better person. The void in my life was finally filled. The "fun" that I was seeking as a teen was in serving and loving God. God had taken a place in line and waited, but He never forgot me. He held me to my word...I was 21 when I was saved! However, I did regret not having done it sooner...it would have saved me a whole lot of heartache and unnecessary pain.
I graduated from University that spring with a BA in economics and started working for the Bank of Montreal as an assistant managerial trainee. However, God had different plan for my life, something that I felt in high school...to become a teacher.
I resigned my position at the bank, and enrolled in the BEd programme at the University of Windsor. In the spring of 1975 (after I received my BEd), I met my future wife at a Bible training course in Cleveland, TN. I started teaching for the Windsor Board of Education in the fall. Janet and I were married the following summer in 1976.
I taught in Windsor for 11 years, 6 years at Oakville Christian School, 2 years at Kamloops Christian School, took a year off teaching to work at Western Star trucks for a year before joining the staff at Kelowna Christian School. I taught for 34 years before I retired and now enjoy relaxed days and volunteering.
In August of 2013, I felt led to start attending KGF. It has been a great experience for me. I feel that God is "knitting" me into the fabric of KGF. I thank God for His love and faithfulness over the years and for the opportunity to be a part of KGF.
Thanks for making me feel welcomed!
Going to church, praying before bed, stories about what heaven would be like, singing Kumbaya around the campfire. My memory of accepting Jesus into my heart is that of a three year old at a puppet show. This was my stereotypical childhood in a Christian home, and I am very grateful for it.
Pioneer girls, summer camp, youth retreats. Countless times I rededicated my life as a teenager, determined to never sin again. Baptized in the lake at Green Bay Bible Camp at thirteen, before spending the summer at the camp.
Then missions trips - Alaska, inner city Philadelphia, Mexico, Indonesia. Each one had a different tug on my heart, and gave me a different view on my life and God. Then I met my husband, and while dating we went our separate ways to YWAM - he to Mexico, and I to Australia. We came back and were married a year later, and now have 14 years and two amazing boys to show for it.
I have always believed in God, loved Jesus, but many times I have relied on Naomi. I’ve had times when I've been more sensitive to God, and times when I've fallen flat on my face. I'm still learning to get back up again, and to rely on God; to trust him. Not to fight against him, and not to turn away when I feel overwhelmed by his forgiveness, his love, his grace.
“May our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved us and by his grace gave us eternal encouragement and good hope, encourage your hearts and strengthen you in every good deed and word.” - 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17
I had the great fortune of growing up in a solid Christian family, surrounded by several generations of Christians. So it is hard for me to pinpoint exactly when I accepted Christ as my Saviour, but it was at a very young age.
Over the years, I have continued to rededicate my life to Christ as I believe that following Christ Jesus is an ongoing, conscience decision. As I have walked through life, I have had many experiences where I have seen the handy-work of God. From being involved in youth and young adult leadership, to leading worship and being involved with missions through YWAM, God has nurtured my faith in him. It has been in the times of my life where I have wandered, made mistakes, and encountered difficult times that I have really learned the true grace and mercy given to us through Jesus. I thank God for His great patience, understanding and ever open arms.
Now as a husband and father of two boys, I find myself where I can offer an environment of faith and love in Jesus to my family. It is here where I feel God working in me, continually reminding me of His love, and showing me areas that I need to give over to Him. It is also here that I am reminded to press in to God, and not to rely on my own strength, works, or sheer will, but to lean on Him.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take.
I grew up in a Christian home surrounded by Family who have always had a real passion for Christ. One night when I was five, my parents came into my sisters' and my room and began to tell us about Jesus, and what it ment to be a Christian. After, they asked us if we wanted to accept Jesus into our hearts. We said yes, so they prayed for us.
Though I had accepted Jesus into my life, went to church every Sunday, and even attended a Christian school for many years, I never really understood what exactly it meant to be a Christian. I felt like I didn't have a purpose in life. I found myself searching for purpose, and for answers to the many questions I had been asking God. I even went on a missions trip to Greece one year, and though it was an amazing experience that I'll never forget, I wasn't satisfied. Everyone else's lives seemed to change because of it, but I still felt the same. I felt empty. If Jesus loved me so much, then why hadn't I experienced him yet? Why didn't he answer my prayers? Why did he let bad things happen to me? Why did I feel so empty? Growing up in a Christian school, you hear all these wonderful things God is doing in your classmates' lives, and you just can't help but think, "Why isn't God doing that in my life? What am I doing wrong?"
I struggle with depression and severe anxiety. Those two things seemed to take over my life. It was hard to fall asleep at night, because my mind would race and it was even harder for me to get out of bed in the morning. Anxiety kept me from doing the many things that I loved to do, and over the years it got a lot worse, to the point where I would get sick. By that time I was so broken and confused that I got sick of searching for my purpose and sick of praying and getting no answers. I gave up. Though my life has had it's many ups and downs throughout those years, everything seemed to go more downhill from there. I knew things were spinning out of control, but I didn't care. “I don't care” seemed to be my attitude towards everything. I became self-absorbed, I had a terrible attitude, I fought with everyone, and I was angry and filled with hate. I hurt the people that meant the most to me because of bad decisions I made in my life and because of that I lost the trust of my family and friends.
Then one day I got some news that completely shattered my world. It brought me to the lowest point in my life, and I asked God, "Why? Why would you let something so horrible happen to someone so close to me?" Over time I began to realize that I needed God's strength, not only help me through this tough time in life, but to also help the person get through it as well. I now believe that pain awakens us to God and that we can't blame him for everything that goes wrong in our life. John 16:33 says “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” That verse was enough for me to begin my search for answers again. If he overcame the world, then so can I.
I decided it would be a good decision for me to move away. I needed a fresh start and I needed to find those answers, not just for me, but for those close to me who were hurting. I knew I wouldn't be able to find answers where I was. It took me a long time to get here because I was to scared, I didn't know what to expect, and I was very anxious. I have a problem with leaving my comfort zone, but I did it and it has been the best decision I've ever made. I have already noticed a huge change in my life. Every church service I've been to since being here, God has answered a question of mine. He has answered many of my prayers, something I have never really experienced before. In all my 20 years of being a “Christian” I have never experienced God like I have in the past couple months. I feel so blessed, so full of joy, love, peace, and I couldn't be happier. So many good things have happened to me since my new journey has begun, and I'm so excited to see what else God has planned for me in the future. He has given me fulfillment, purpose, and happiness. I am not perfect. I will still mess up. I will still have bad days and there's a lot that I still need to learn, but I now know that God loves me despite my flaws and imperfections. When the things I was searching for continually let me down, God never once left me. He has shown himself to me even at my lowest point, and without God I wouldn't be able to get through a lot of the pain that is still in my life.
He has rescued me.
1 Corinthians 13:12