The Lord captivated me by showing His love for me, through my personal angel. My sweet, talkative grandfather. He came to visit my family and I for one week. Since my parents worked during the week, the majority of the time spent was with me. As a consequence of my sinful ways, I was stuck at home for
breaking my metacarpal bone. It required six weeks of healing. It was absolutely torture for a nineteen year old who hated being home, had unforgiveness for her parents, and wanted to do what she pleased. Nevertheless, God planned for my angel to be there with me during the last week or my recovery.

Jesus is MERCIFUL and AMAZING. Because in that week, I witnessed my granddad's love for God. That's all he would talk about. His love for God, the Father's love for him, and the abundant life he had in Christ. All could do was sit there in awe and wonder. The Father knew that mv granddad was one or the few people that still respected and honored. After that week alone with mv grandfather, ALL I wanted was a relationship with Jesus Christ. I was jealous for that same love that he was experiencing with Jesus. That was all I was looking for in the world. And exactly seven days later, I completely surrendered my life back to the Lord.

There was no turning back. Precisely seven years later, I am still amazed and in awe
of God Almighty. Nothing compares to the freedom, joy, and eternal love that I have
in Christ. Now I know who I am and my purpose. I am a daughter of the Most High.
My purpose is to glorify Jesus Christ in everything I do. To live that narrow life and
be a witness unto Jesus, unto the uttermost parts of the Earth. To be an older sister
in Christ to the youth, show love to the broken, and lead the lost to the Messiah. As
an ambassador for Christ, I must usher in the Kingdom of Heaven into the Earth as
a wife, a mother, and a leader. My King is worthy of my "Yes."

"I love you, Father. I thank you for pursuing me while was in deep sin and darkness. Thank you for your sacrifice. In the garden of Gethsemane and on the cross, you were thinking of the world. You were thinking me. Help me to love you and others in the same way. Help me to stay in your perfect will. In Jesus' name pray, Amen."

If you feel God drawing you and you want to respond with a "yes." Say and mean this prayer to the Father, as He is waiting with open arms:

"Father, I want to know your love and have a relationship with you. Continue to reveal vour love to me now, tomorrow, and forevermore. In your word, Jesus prayed that we might experience the same love vou have with Him. Therefore, I want to know you as He did, I want to experience your love as He did, and I want to follow you as He did. If there be any wicked way within me, show me. Create in me a clean heart and renew the right Spirit within me. This day, I CHOOSE to turn from my wicked ways, the lesser lovers, and turn to you. My Abba, my Father. In Jesus name, Amen."

I remember the week when God was drawing me, the last final pull. He knew who to send, when mv heart was ready to receive, and when my mind was not distracted to listen. Ultimatelv, I was at the end of my created self. I did not know what to do anymore. I tried changing myselt for three months prior to this, however nothing would ever work. There were people in my life that tried to convince me that there was not anything wrong with living in my world of destruction; the realm of disobedience, rebellion, confusion, homosexuality, drinking, smoking, addictions, etc. They laughed in my face when I brought up change and bettering my life. People said to love myself and that I would never have joy in "denying who I am." This may sound insane, but you know...they were partially right. I am supposed to love how God created me to be and not the false image I made when I became one with my sin of pride, perversion (twisted truth), and idolatry. Understand, joy CANNOT be fulfilled in sin or sustained in the world. That is why I was depressed, anxious, hopeless, broken, and lost. However, God knew the appointed time to sweep me off my feet.

Regina Herry's Short Testimony