<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836297637275083747</id><updated>2011-09-22T19:35:46.358+08:00</updated><category term='Wiener'/><category term='Anthony'/><category term='Graeme'/><title type='text'>Testimonies</title><subtitle type='html'>Feel free to add comments as the Testimonies have encouraged you. Praise God!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4836297637275083747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Graemethrgood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08128436952133392274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836297637275083747.post-1308564390014170135</id><published>2010-09-11T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T13:44:00.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthony'/><title type='text'>Anthony Tell Us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":lw" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div id=":lx"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was born in Perth, Western Australia in 1965. From an early age I loved to read and write. In year four I learned how to swear and obscenity became a part of my life from then on. At the age of 12 I became interested in drugs. However, after reading about them, I figured&amp;nbsp;the only safe one to use was marijuana. I don't recall ever thinking about the dangers of alcohol. I started to drink at the age of 14. At 16 I developed severe cystic acne and I continued getting drunk as often as possible because it helped me to overcome my fears and insecurities (while I was drunk anyway).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 16 I also heard about Jesus for the first time - actually I had heard about him most of my life but this time was different. The guy who told me about Jesus was a&amp;nbsp;regular guy. He didn't wear a robe like&amp;nbsp;the 'brothers' who taught me at school. He also talked about Jesus as if he had some really good news to share. I prayed with this&amp;nbsp;Christian man while in Hungry Jacks and I asked Jesus to forgive my sin. He did! And the Holy Spirit came to live inside me. Not long after, when I was reading my Bible at home I read the following;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Narrow is the gate and strait is the way that leads to life and there are few who find it'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Matthew 7:14. I did not continue to follow Jesus at that time but went back to my own way of doing things. Alcohol and rock and roll were the two main&amp;nbsp;influences&amp;nbsp;in my life for the next five years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was 20 I came to Geraldton and again I met some Christians. I did not and could not believe them when they told me that they knew Jesus. I asked them, 'what has he done to prove to you that he is even real?' I asked this because I could not believe in Jesus without some good, hard evidence. I began asking God to prove himself to me many times but nothing convinced me that he was real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of months went by and I found myself having lunch with a Christian family. There was a single mum there also - a new Christian - and she told me her story. One night, before she had ever read the Bible or been to a church, she had a dream. She dreamed that she was walking in a cloud with her son when they came to a small gate. It stood open and a loving Father's voice was beckoning to her to come through the gate. It was a very narrow gate and they could only go through it one at a time. As the woman was telling me this a Presence came into the room and God started speaking to me. He was telliing me that he knew me and that he was real and that he knew me five years earlier when I read that part of the Bible about the gate that leads to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not long after I knelt on the floor and prayed a simple prayer. I said, 'Jesus, I admit that I am a sinner. I believe that you di ed for my sin and I believe that you rose from the dead. I ask you to forgive me and I invite you to come into my heart. I thank you that you have done this for me. Amen!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I walked out of the house that day I was filled with an incredible joy and I knew that there was a God. I was also immediately set free from my alcohol and nicotine addictions. I truly was forgiven. Perhaps this story doesn't&amp;nbsp;do much&amp;nbsp;for you. Don't just&amp;nbsp;take my word for it. Call out to him yourself. The Bible tells us that&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has&amp;nbsp;raised him from the dead you will be saved'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and that&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved' - Romans 10:9, 13;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="hq gt" id=":lm" style="border-collapse: collapse; clear: both; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="hi" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #ededed; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-left-radius: 6px 6px; border-bottom-right-radius: 6px 6px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="gA gt" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #ededed; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-left-radius: 6px 6px; border-bottom-right-radius: 6px 6px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4836297637275083747-1308564390014170135?l=pgtestimonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/feeds/1308564390014170135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/2010/09/anthony-tell-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4836297637275083747/posts/default/1308564390014170135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4836297637275083747/posts/default/1308564390014170135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/2010/09/anthony-tell-us.html' title='Anthony Tell Us!'/><author><name>Graemethrgood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08128436952133392274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836297637275083747.post-4192201031612401397</id><published>2010-08-17T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:56:08.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiener'/><title type='text'>Wiener's Testimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaFiV4OFfUE/TGp5lobO9aI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gruCiVE29Vk/s1600/Wiener.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaFiV4OFfUE/TGp5lobO9aI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gruCiVE29Vk/s200/Wiener.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My name is Wiener, I was born and raised up in Cape Town, south Africa.&amp;nbsp;Greetings in the wonderful name of our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I became a Christian, I thought I was already a Christian. I did everything a Christian should do. what I mean by this, is I went to Church, payed my tithes, helping others, never went to a disco, never did drugs or drank alcohol. It was always church, home and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the ladies of our church went to a conference and I was also invited. It was awesome to see all God's children gather together, but as I said I was not a Christian at that time.The Worship session was great. I could feel the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened that day a drama out of the book of (Matthew 25:1-13) was acted out, and what happened really made me go on my knees. One of 5 foolish girls thought she was okay because, she was like me, doing good always helping where she can, going to church. And what happened I went with the other foolish girls to put oil in their lamps, and when they came back the Bridegroom came and they were too late to enter into Heaven. And I thought to myself, firstly that all my good works are like filthy rags in the sight of God, and secondly if I am not ready when God comes I will spend eternity in Hell. And that really made me afraid of Hell, and right there I decided to give my all to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am Saved, washed in the Blood of the Lamb and happy to say it’s been 23 years since I became a Christian now!&amp;nbsp;I am serving God with my Husband and two teenage children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4836297637275083747-4192201031612401397?l=pgtestimonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/feeds/4192201031612401397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/2010/08/wiener.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4836297637275083747/posts/default/4192201031612401397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4836297637275083747/posts/default/4192201031612401397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/2010/08/wiener.html' title='Wiener&apos;s Testimony'/><author><name>Graemethrgood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08128436952133392274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iaFiV4OFfUE/TGp5lobO9aI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gruCiVE29Vk/s72-c/Wiener.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836297637275083747.post-6071603923541419776</id><published>2010-08-14T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:34:26.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graeme'/><title type='text'>Graeme's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #50555c; font-family: 'Myriad Pro'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaFiV4OFfUE/TGYoq2iGnFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/48KcCufBUho/s1600/graeme.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaFiV4OFfUE/TGYoq2iGnFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/48KcCufBUho/s320/graeme.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My story is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hitchhiking around Australia in 1980, I just came down from the Top End and landed in Geraldton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was up North I was living on the beach dunes, drinking and taking drugs. While sometimes this might sound like a real care free and the alternative life, it was not without disappointments and soul searching. As I slept on the side of the road for three days, outside of Katherine, I could see around me the evidence of a creator... it was obvious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO was this creator, I was not sure. I landed in Geraldton, I was in town for a week and some one witnessed to me downtown. They began to say how Jesus was the answer and at that time in my life I had lots of questions. I did not realise I was being sold a lie from the world that this was the way to have a good time ie party, sex drugs and R &amp;amp; R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 19 yrs of age I was literally wasted! going down the drain. I was what the cat dragged in... but Praise God, when I went to church I saw people who were genuinely happy and I thought this is what Christians are and I want to be one. So I gave my life to Christ and since then I have been living everyday for Jesus and he has blessed me and been with me, and when you need a friend Jesus is there! I have a beautiful wife (Vinca) and 4 lovely daughters and a dog called Sunny - who needs to get saved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you do not know Jesus then today is the day of salvation - call upon his name even NOW! and know his Love, Forgiveness and the beginning of a new and happier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for taking the time to read this... May God move on your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4836297637275083747-6071603923541419776?l=pgtestimonies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/feeds/6071603923541419776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/2010/08/graeme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4836297637275083747/posts/default/6071603923541419776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4836297637275083747/posts/default/6071603923541419776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pgtestimonies.blogspot.com/2010/08/graeme.html' title='Graeme&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Graemethrgood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08128436952133392274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iaFiV4OFfUE/TGYoq2iGnFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/48KcCufBUho/s72-c/graeme.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
