This is fairly long... Yet, like your testimony, its just a snapshot of a lifelong journey.

Who am I? From who i was... I share this because i know you will listen, this is my house!!... I share this with you all in confidence, and hope it will bless you.

Born in the days of awe, Tishri 6 (aka wednesday Sept 26 199.

Baptized as an infant at a catholic church.

The only child of my parents, and have 3 older half-siblings.

Raised by my mother, my dad at the time was an alcoholic and wasnt around (they both are sober now, halleluYaH!!), he came into my life later.

Some of my earliest memories include talking to God in my living room through the wall, telling my grandpa i was going to handwrite the Bible (i started on post-its if i remember correctly, lol, didnt get far), and duct-taping a cross made out of sticks to the outside of my house for protection... Point being, i always loved God.

We never went to church, a lot of my family was into quija, horoscopes, and other forms of witchcraft. Yet, i always loved God. I always felt i had a "special" connection with Him, and never knew why, and i never even really prayed.

I started smoking weed when i was 7. This was the beginning of my testimony.. Someone told me i had to wait until i was 13 until i could smoke again - so from 7-13 i had a seed planted that i was going to get into drugs when i got older.

NEVER was popular, never fit in... Yet always wanted to be... I was not made for this world, but i did not know that then, i NEVER fit in, NEVER found my "niche", bounced around numerous "cliques" all throughout my life.

Never hung around a good crowd when i was young, and started smoking a lot of weed when i was about 12-14, this was allowed in my house at the time, so was drinking, that was never an issue.

Moved to Philadelphia to my dads house when i was 15 to straighten up (my choice). And shortly got addicted to working out, and developed an eating disorder, i had a severe lack of confidence, and a tremendous amount of fear as well as abandonment issues,etc.

Then, i finally got some friends out there, and started drinking heavily, i was 17-18.

Moved back to Mpls for senior year of school, and somehow started hanging out with people there too, this was a change from before, the drinking continued..

Graduated and went to SDSU, i wanted to escape again, had plans of suicide at the time, the fear of going to hell kept me alive, more than once. Joined a frat, drinking continued, liver increased, more drugs before this and after.

This all sounds very depressing... But the weird thing is, is that i always had a love for God through all of this (at least compared to everyone around me), i always looked up to " religious" people, and never bashed them, though many around me did... I always loved God.. And throughout this all, every now and then i would set my heart to read the bible, and i would for a time, but it never lasted, yet.

I flunked out, moved back to MN, and started hanging around some old friends, we would drink and talk about God sometimes. Started going out wih this girl who was at the time the most godly person i knew. many seeds were planted. The biggest, was prophecy club, a video by someone exposing occult symbols, this was huge for me at the time, and it later led me here

Crossroad moment: i got sober for a night, and wanted to start seeking God, the demons knew, my house was full of demons and i had so many open doors it wasnt funny.. I started having audible hallucinations so vivid that it was like these wicked spirits were right next to me screaming, tormenting me. For a whole night they tortured me with audible voices as clear and loud as ever, then they stopped almost the moment the sun rose... Until nightime the next day, then it happened all over again, i prayed, i felt a wicked spirit hover behind me as i prayed, and could feel what i thought were babies running all over the house when i closed my eyes to pray.. Then i closed my eyes to sleep, and had scary visions of entire cities being destroyed.. I learned very much from this experience, and knew what was happening too. (Ive had a few of these experiences, but none like this one).

Then i started drinking again. No more hallucinations (btw, this was NOT withdrawals, i had those later, and these were not them).

This girl left me. And i was free to drink all i wanted now, so i did... I got up to ~1.3 liters of vodka a day, very very dark period of my life, very depressing, and would do almost any other drug that came by with few exceptions.

Went to treatment...i made a decision at some point after getting to treatment... I am going to serve God, i will seek Him all the days of my life, i OWED HIM THAT!!! (Psalm 100:3)... So, i moved into a sober house, and unfortunately got addicted to working out again, but i "counteracted" it by reading the Word more than i worked out, and i started to pray.. Moved to my folks house after a few months, and started smoking weed again, and immediately stopped working out, the addiction transfered... CONTINUED reading the word, BUT the MAIN thing was i was SEEKING GOD and WANTED to do it HIS way!!!

Side note: ironically i met this Jewish woman in treatment, and we would talk about spiritual things regularly, i had a very good relationship with her, and she knew i believed in Jesus, she couldnt put her finger on me, it was more than cool because even at this point in life i somehow knew the whole bible was still applicable, idk how i knew .. Also, i started working at a Jewish deli right out of treatment, and learned quite a few things... I suddenly had A ZEAL for Israel - this was not "normal".

One night, i got home from somewhere, getting ready to smoke and watch some sermon of some sort, sitting on the couch, and i got filled with the Holy Spirit, and i knew what had happened, i was praying for it, and didnt know anyone personally who was authentically spirit filled, then my eyes were opened.. been on fire ever since.. I felt such conviction like i had never felt, and almost immediately began changing my life (and i was actually living right in the worlds eyes, but the Father showed me i was not).

Shortly after this, i left the church i was going to, and started asking new questions.. This was a 1.5 month long saga of me truly seeking hard after HIM, and i was jobless at the time so i had all day, lol... And btw, the Sabbath was immediate!!! I didnt do any research AT ALL, i just knew in my spirit that it was not an option anymore, as well as the feast days...

Finally, i was watching The Prophecy Club videos, and stumbled upon our beloved brother Peters message from 1999, and found my home!!... Glory to YaH!!!!!!!

I know this is long so i thank you for reading... Its very rare that i get to share this with people, and most would poo poo it, but i know you all will read it, and believe it, and know the power of YaH!!

Who am i?
Someone who should be dead, a castaway to the world, a foolish thing, yet i am precious in the sight of the King!
I am a blood bought son of the most High God of Israel!! I am ISRAEL!!!
I love you all.. And thank you for reading!