Apr 6, 2021 Posted by Members

I could not please God

My name is Thomas Anger, and this is my story. I have grown up my whole life in Emmaus, Pennsylvania. Since I was a young child I attended church services at Lehigh Valley Baptist Church every Sunday and Wednesday. I lived what some might consider a “sheltered life.” I was sheltered because I was not exposed to certain things like drugs, alcohol, smoking, rock music, etc. I also attended the Christian... read more

Apr 6, 2021 Posted by Members

I have learned to give God control

My name is Holly Anger, and this is my story I was raised in a fundamental, independent Baptist faith, taught the Bible from a young age, memorized Bible verses and was taught to pray. I knew all the facts of the Baptist heritage, knew some of the Word of God, told people that God created the world, and even became angry with those who questioned my religion. Until one day as I became older, I started to... read more

Oct 24, 2018 Posted by admin

I was Drowning in Desperation and Loneliness

My Name Is Nathan Laidacker, and This Is My Story When I was a child I was happy, but as I grew older, I became aware that I was not right with God.  The Bible says, “For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God;” Romans 3:23. Not being right with God felt like desperation and emptiness.  As time went on, this feeling of emptiness in my soul got worse, so I would try to fill it with... read more

Jun 17, 2017 Posted by admin

I didn’t want to live, but Jesus Christ gave me hope and peace

  My name is Calvin Cromley, and this is my story.     I grew up in a modest home in a small town. Early in my life I had heartache, because when I was three years old, my six year old brother died.  We had such fun playing together.  He had been ill with diabetes, but the doctor in our town did not diagnose him correctly, and by the time the larger hospital in another town diagnosed him,... read more

Aug 11, 2012 Posted by Members

I am going to a better place

A place where I will have a mansion, and the streets are of pure gold! My name is Carol Reiter, and this is my story: In my early teenage years, my family and I began attending a Bible preaching church every Sunday.  We even attended the Wednesday night prayer meetings. Although I was attending church often, I was far from God.  When I was about 15 years old, the pastor preached a sermon on John 3:16,... read more

Aug 1, 2012 Posted by Members

I was smiling on the outside, but so miserable on the inside

My name is Sara Laidacker, and this is my story: One of the earliest memories I have is of my grandma teaching me songs about the Bible and Jesus. Although she died when I was five, my parents continued to take me to the Bible-believing church that my grandma had so loved. Going to church was fine with me during my grade school years, but when I entered my teen years, I wanted to sleep late on Sunday... read more

Aug 1, 2012 Posted by Members

My search is over

My name is Darla Belles, and this is my story: I grew up in a good moral home. The Methodist church we attended did not mention anything about hell, so I was not concerned about where I would spend eternity. My family and I attended church every Sunday morning, and I was involved in the youth activities.  I thought I was a pretty good person, and if anyone would go to heaven, I would. One night my family... read more

Aug 1, 2012 Posted by Members

I was about to throw away the greatest opportunity of my life

I’m Pastor Craig Laidacker, and this is my story: When I was 7 years old I began attending a country church.  I was baptized, I was confirmed, and I sang in the choir. I also memorized dozens of Bible verses, because the person who memorized the most verses earned a small New Testament.  I went to the country church for 8 years and never missed a Sunday, yet my heart was not right with God. I did not know... read more