User:Pastor Zack

Fellow Brothers and sisters in our Father up High, Here's my testimony and journey on how I became a Christian. Before though, I was seriously messed up.

Well, I was brought up knowing the Lord Jesus. I didn't personally know Him, but I did know some about Him. As a child, it had always interested me the ways of the Lord God of Israel. I never prayed much unless I was forced to. I did want to become a minister, and my ministry started at an amazing age. Age 6. I would get up in front of people and preach the Gospel of Christ. Even though I did not know the scriptures at all, nor did I pray or know God personally, someone I found the words to minister. I remember when I was around age five years old, I ran out during a tornado. My grandpa, nanny, aunt, and mom tried to stop me, but I said, "God has me! Let me go!". I ran out the door and stood face-to-face with the tornado. It was in our back yard, I was on the porch facing it. Brenda was screaming, and I raised my hand saying, "In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, go away!". The terrible tornado stopped right at the porch at the end of my sentence, and went into the sky and left. The sky then became clear, and sunny. It was as if nothing had ever happened! Then, Brenda ran outside and was in total shock and amazement. You must remember, my family is in the Occult. They deal with the Masionic Order. They do not follow the same God as you and I do. In total amazement, I, myself, started praising God. If I remember correctly, I said a few passages of Psalms. Which really amazes me because I hadn't read any part of the Bible. Yet, I somehow *knew* the scriptures. My dream of ministering to the people lasted about one more year, then I wanted to join the United States Army to serve my country. I dropped away from God saying, "nah, I ain't reading none of that haha", and I would laugh about it. My best friend, Timmy, who I now call Tim, encouraged me to join the Army. I was around eight years old at this time. I completely went away from God and then considered what had happened when I was six. At this time, I was being severely bullied and beat in school. I was thrown into walls, kicked in the stomach, knee'd in the face, and so much more. I began to bring a Bible to school, which only brought me more trouble as time went on. However, looking back, it was worth it! For I had gotten 3-4 bullies to Christ our Lord. I went away, yet again from our Savior. You see, I was on the playground playing with my friend, Luke. We were playing 'tag'. I was "it". So, I chased Luke, and he brought me to these tree's far away from the teacher's view. Six people were there waiting for me, sharpening their sticks. Once they spotted me, they jumped me and began to beat me and slice my back open with them. I was yelling for them to stop, it hurt so bad. Then, my friend, John, came into the picture and punched one of the bullies so hard that they fell on the ground. John took a few slashes in the eye, and took some of my pain. But, I had experience the worst of it. After they got off me, I took a stick and as hard as I could, I beat the tar out of Brandon. (the leader) He screamed, and I ran so fast I didn't even dare to stop to catch my breath. I went into the teacher's eye view. Brandon was running after me, but could do nothing. You must also note that the teachers and school staff didn't care about my health either. The teacher lifted my church and seen my bloody back and said, "ah, suck it up, you're alright." So I continued to walk inside the school building, and then my mom picked me up. The principle wanted to blame me for the fight that had occurred in his school's playground. However, no one stood up for me except my friend John. He said, "Sir, with all do respect, those boys started it. Zack ain't and shouldn't take any responsability for what happened.". Also, during this time, I was sexually bothered by both my mom and dad. I will not go into detail on that. Anyway, Mr. Tabor (the principle) replied, "Alright, John. I'll take you and Zack's word for it. I have yet to catch him in a lie.". I never lied in my life until later in my teen years. My mom took me to the hospital and the doctor was so mad. He said, "Okay, we're going to see what the county sheriff has to say about this!", he called the sheriff and he arrived soon after-wards. He asked me questions, and we got a lawyer. But, my mom canceled the trial and the guys got away scott-free. This made me extremely furious. Not only this, but what caused me to go into depression was to find out the sad and terrible truth - my best friend, Tim, was the one who was behind the fight. I was also taking Karate my whole life, I was almost a black belt and Tim was two belts behind and told Brandon, and the others that I said, "I could beat them up any day", and that's how it all started. I was in major depression, and almost committed suicide. The whole idea of me becoming a minister made me laugh so hard at that time. I said, "God doesn't love me, why should I serve a unfaithful and unloving God? He can kill me now, and get it over with.". My attitude was extremely wrong, and had anger in it towards our loving God. I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder - I had a lot of flash backs, and still do, to this day of everything that happened. Sexual abuse, physical/harmful abuse, verbal abuse, and so much more. I still have panic attacks as well. I was going against God to the highest I could do - I wanted to hurt Him. I was studying false gods and serving them. Some of the religions I went to is Hinduism, Islam, Satantism, Atheism, Wicca, Witchcraft, and so much more. I always knew in my mind that God was real and He is the only God. This made me want to break down and cry every time I spoke against God. I knew it was hurting Him, I thought I wanted this. After along time (three-five years) of going against God, I finally seen a demonic spirit in my room. I was on my bed sitting up - the light was off, but the nightlight was still on. (I needed a nightlight for seziers). I seen a huge demon (maybe Satan himself) coming towards me so slow. Before this, I seen demons staring (i felt it as well) at me all the time. But this time was entirely different - the demon (or Satan) was coming at me so slow fixing to literally kill me. In panic and sincere regret of what I did to God, I raised my hands and said, "God! Jesus! help me please! Forgive me!" and the demon made a loud hissing noise, lifted up my bed and slammed it against the wall. I was in shock. Then, a huge light came into the room and peace filled my body. But after this event had occurred, I still went against God. I was in depression and self pitty. For all of my girlfriends either used me for one thing, or just played jokes on me. I remember praying to God, "God, just give me one girl who really does care about me and love me. Just for a few seconds God, let me experience happiness, and then you can throw me into the dirt and forget about me forever.", after this, a year later a girl came into the picture - Susy. She and me began talking and she told me about Christ, the Lord. She was the type to speak her mind. So she told me I needed to get over the past, that God does love me, or else He wouldn't have sent His Son to die for me. After awhile, her and me began talking more and more as each day passed by. I began to really enjoy her, and like her. A few months later, we told each other that we love each other. I was filled in amazement. For God spoke to me for the first time in such a long time and said, "Zack, I have fulfilled your prayer. Except one thing, I will not take it away." I praised God and begged Him for forgiveness of my sins and then became a full-blown Jesus freak. Susy and me still had our fights, and still do - but through the Lord, we've learned to overcome them.

I began to battle against my family - they wanted me to become the next 33rd degree mason, like my Grandpa was. I was to become the next Sorviegn Grand Master Mason of the Lodge in Illinois. Brenda brought the Masonic book to me and I said, "In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, I command you to get out of this room with that evil book!", immediately, she literally FLEW out of the room. The breath was taken out of her, but the book was put away instantly! We battled days and days until I almost gave in to join the Masons. I read the Grand Master's Masonic "Bible" and felt such an evil presence it gave off, I repented instantly. Now, I am a follower of our Lord, Jesus Christ. He reveals revelations unto me, and is a true Dad, true God, and a true Best Friend. I was to become a model on America's Top Models. I did one custom commercial for them and said, "Sin kills, Christ saves! Make your choice today!", in front of at least 1-2 thousand people. Then they offered me a contract - I denied it so that I may pray at my school in front of another (at least) 700 people. I've come from a bad past, from my family dealing with the KKK, with the Masons, and with a lot of other serious Occults. But, I'm glad I went through what I did. I learned a lot, but one thing I learned that most effected me was that the love God has for all of us is Eternal and beyond all human understanding. I love God! I love my God! I love Christ, Jesus, my Savior!

Praise be to the Lord!

Your Brother in our Lord, Zack P.

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