His Love Endures Forever

The College Year

2010-11-09T12:25:00.000Z

In the summer of 97 I left school, this was the same year we left Perth. I went onto college and had been going along most sundays to a local church in my home town of Rosyth. It was a Baptist church I think but it didnt have a patch on the praise and worship I was use to up in Perth. The thing that shocked me the most is that they picked out what hymns they were going to sing for the day and they handed you a hymn book. To me this was just strange. The minister would speak for a set amount of time, normaly about 20-30 mins, I was use to a pastor preaching for over an hour and getting the whole church excited about the word of God. This church in my own view was dull. This is when I fell away from it all. I was at college making lots of new friends, this was the time I really discovered alcohol and one thing lead to another and I had walked away from the church walked away from God and was enjoying this new life of going to partys at the weekend and getting drunk. Although I had walked away I never stopped believing, I always knew God was there watching me. I was just no longer praying,or reading my bible, which to be honest I could never get to grips with anyway,so what did it matter! I had this new life and I was loving every minute of it. However, I remember I had a girlfriend that year and I use to speak to her about me being a christian and I even took her to a event up in Perth at the football ground up there and it was Franklin Graham that was preaching and Jars of Clay were playing, it was a good night from what I can remember, and why did I take her?? I honestley dont know.

Church to church

2010-11-08T11:57:00.000Z

After a few years of being at Elim, for some reason my family decided it was time to move on. I'm not too sure why we moved but we did. We tried to find a church local to dunfermline but i've been told that me and my sister didnt like any of them and we made it really awkward for my mum and dad to settle anywhere. After a few months of trying to find somewhere we were told about a church up in Perth that other members of our family were at so we decided to give it a try. I loved it. There were many kids about the same age as me and my sister and we settled in very quickly and made lots of new friends. We attended the church for about 4/5 years and the best thing for me was that it was a lively church and I had made some best friends. When I was about 15 just as I was leaving school my mum spoke to me and my sister and told us that it was time to move on again and that the next sunday we went that would be our last. I was devistated, I had some of the best friends I ever had, guys that I grew up with, went on holiday with, they were like brothers to me. I didnt understand back then why this had to be done but now Im a few years older I do understand and I will cover that later on. After leaving the church I kept in touch with some of the guys but over the weeks and months our friendships faded.

Where did it all begin?

2010-11-05T22:13:00.000Z

Elim Pentecostal Church, Edinburgh 1989, 8 years old. I Had been going to church for a couple months with my family and one by one they were all being saved. One Sunday night during the service every one was in a moment of prayer just after the praise and worship, normaly a perfect time for me to think about what I would be doing at school the following day but this evening was different, different to all the others. I wasn't thinking about school or my friends or football, I was thinking about all my family and how they all had this Jesus guy in there lives and how they got "born again" How can anyone be born again? well it was time, I had these questions in my head so when the pastor said if anyone wants Jesus in there life put your hand up. I think almost immeadiatley mine was up. My family had all done it so there was no harm for me to do it and give it a try, after all parents have to lead by example so I was just following. After the prayer time had finnished I turned to my mum and told her I put my hand up, she was over the moon. I went to a place in the church with one of the elders who prayed with me and told me about becoming a christian and I accepted Jesus as my saviour that night and now he was in my life and I been "born again" Wasn't hard to do, infact it was probably one of the easiest things an 8 year old could do. So from there on I was happy, I had Jesus in my life, I was born again and I was just like the rest of my family and a couple months later I got baptized. I will never to this day forget my baptism, I cant remember what I said before I went into the water but when I was in there and I went under I kept my eyes open and through the water i looked straight up and seen a light, just like a very bright light bulb shining down from the ceiling, but when I came up from the water I remember purposfuly looking up to the ceiling and there was no light there and thats when I knew for certain without any doubt God is real.