I know, 100% for sure, without a doubt that if I were to die tonight, I would go to heaven. I haven’t always known this, nor has it always been true. At one time, I was actually going to hell. Let me tell you how I came to the point that I knew beyond a […]

When I was younger, my family use to go to church every Sunday. I developed this idea that the things I learned were for Sunday’s only. I should act good on Sundays and Monday through Friday, I could do what I wanted. I also had the idea that since God was so good, He would

That’s where I’m headed. Heaven, that place where God lives and all those that have accepted His gift of salvation through Jesus Christ. Sound too good to be true? And how can I be so sure? I John 5:13 says that you can know you have eternal life if you believe on the name of

Before I was saved, I lived a life full of sin. I used to drink, party, lie, steal, cuss, and worst of all, I took God’s name in vain so many times. I knew it wasn’t right, but not knowing the Lord as my personal savior, it didn’t really bother me. I thought I was

I grew up on a large family farm halfway between Lake Wedington and Siloam Springs, Arkansas. I was blessed to have Christian parents and an older brother and sister who were good influences on me. We attended an old country church, Nicodemus Church, a couple of miles down the road from our farm. We went

Hello. My name is George Kovach, and I am a born-again Christian. Let me tell you my story. My Dad was a non-practicing Catholic, and my mother a non-practicing Methodist. So my brother, sister, and I were not raised in church, even after my parents divorced and we moved in with my Mom’s parents. I

I grew up in a family that valued God and His Word. From a young age, I was acutely aware of right and wrong and what the Bible had to say about such matters. However, even though I knew what was wrong, I still willingly chose to do wrong things. I was selfish, proud, and

I had the best childhood any kid could want. I had parents that loved me and showed it: my parents were involved in my life. In the summers, we would spend every day at the lake. My childhood was great; my parents were great; everything was great; except there was this nagging, empty, lonely feeling

Have you ever felt like you had just about everything, but in your heart you had nothing? I did! I grew up in a loving home with wonderful, Christian parents. We weren’t rich, but they provided what we needed, and, for the most part, we were happy. I had just about everything I could ask

When the doctor mentioned the word cancer, I was mentally numb. Could it be true? A swirling tug of war of questions and answers raced through my mind as I began to adjust to the news. My first daughter had just been born, and my life was so wonderfully full and active. Cancer? Could it