I Was Lost But Now I'm Found

Editor's note: Today's post is very special. It is a guest blog with a beautiful, life-changing testimony. This testimony is so powerful; God named a revival after it -- Sheena Revival.
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**The Testimony of Sheena Anderson**

First and foremost, I want to thank Pastor Amaya, my daughter, for this opportunity to share my testimony with the youth. She has been so faithful on the blog and I’m so proud of her.

I pray that this touches someone’s heart today.

A few years ago, I confess to God that I wanted to be saved, and I thought I was but as time went by, I started to ask myself was I truly saved because I was slowly drifting away from him, isolating myself,
not communicating or involving myself like I should. My mind was consumed with the wrong thoughts about myself, my heart had all the wrong feelings, and I was even depressed.

Now with all that I had going on, I put on a poker face when I came around people, as if I had joy and that I was happy. Lying to myself the whole time while dying inside. I didn’t have a prayer life because I didn’t know how to pray. I had no desire to read my Bible, so there was no relationship with God. I wasn’t grateful, loving or caring about anything. My heart was hard and cold. I was lost and dead and had nothing to give or offer to help strengthen the body of Christ.

A couple a weeks ago, I reached out to my pastor, Chief Apostle H.C. Gunn and told him that I felt like I was at a brick wall, and I was tired of feeling the way I felt. I started not to like it at all. It was bothering me, and I kept telling myself I was going to pray but guess what? I didn’t. I said that to myself a couple of times and never followed through with it. I was holding myself back.

So, recently our church had started back up our Wednesday night Bible study and my pastor was teaching on a lot of the things I had been dealing with. He talked about gratefulness, care, and love, and how if we don’t have those things, we’re dead.

He pinpointed things like:
How can you love God when you're dead to the things of God? And it's time to search ourselves and choose who we are going to serve.

So, on Thursday, April 10, I prepared myself for work after a sleepless night. Once I got to my office, I immediately cried out and surrendered to God and expressed to him that I was sorry that I had not been grateful and that I wasn’t showing love or care towards others and repented for all the wrongdoing I did. I was tired of feeling the way I did. It was so heavy on me; it was time to release it all out.

I was making a choice and declaring that I wanted to serve him. I asked him to come into my heart and my life and expressed that I wanted to be saved.

Young people, since that day, I have been so truly happy and full of joy, unspeakable joy, and words cannot express it. I am so grateful. He heard my cry, and he was there. I love him!

I’m 42 years old; it’s never too late. See, I was lost for a long time but now I’m found in him. Thank you, Jesus!

If he can do it for me, he can do it for you!

If you are struggling, don’t let it pile up like I did. Talk to him or get with someone you trust that’s truly seeking God and tell them. I encourage you to seek him and he will rescue you.

Love you all!
Sister Sheena

Scripture from Wednesday night service:
Psalm 117
Romans 5: 1-11