Enter to Win: Lee Strobel's 'The Case for Faith' DVD

I have times when I have doubts that "this is true". But it's faith and Christ, himself said, ....how blessed we are that believe and have not seen. He knows my heart and He's bigger than my short times of questioning. Every time I begin to doubt, I think about the times I know without a doubt that the Lord has reached into my life and shown Himself. Those memories are faith-builders in my life.

I have doubts sometimes. I find that when I am questioning my faith my focus is not on my relationship with Jesus. If I am thinking about my relationship with Jesus and how that relationship effects and changes me my faith is strong. When I think about the world we currently live in and how we behave towards one another I have doubts.

I have lots of questions, sure, but I can't think of a time when I doubted my faith. I doubt myself, how can Jesus not be my #1 thought at all times!

Faith is our most precious gift, it comes with a soul.

I think that ALL believers doubt their faith at some time in their lives and I am definitely not the exception. My faith was sorely tested when my 25 year marriage ended. It was a good marriage until some facts about my childhood, long buried, were dredged up. These facts made me feel used and dirty, not only in my husband's eyes, but I felt that God, also didn't want me. I did not enter the doors of my church for close to 2 years but continued to council with my pastor. My marriage is over but I can honestly say that my relationship with Jesus Christ is not. It is stronger than ever. Praise God!!

After I come out of coma from SEPSIS , I could not walk, write or talk.
Well I could talk, but I could not associate a word for a name of an item, I knew what it was but I called it something different. I could not understand why all of this was thrown at me, why he would have this done to me.. A pastor friend of mine, not even knowing I was in the hospital, said something drew her to the hospital and she asked information desk to see patients listed. Saw my name and came to room and told me how she found me. She was a very good friend not of my faith but yet the christian faith as we all are. She explained to me how the lord was testing me and that put me through this to show that he wanted me here for a reason for something in the future. With her guidance I was shown he hadn't left me but he was ensuring that my strength and faith in the lord was stronger then ever , and it is. I walk , talk correctly , and write . I am now working with the youth and that is what she believes I was tested and tried for.

Yes, my story is the same as others. I had or have a marriage for 35 years and now my husband has told me he does not love me or has not for years. No, I did not see it coming. Along with the lack of love I found out he has a child that is 8 years old. We still live together, but as roomers. I lsot my job of 20 years five years ago. Three years ago I lost another job, 2 years ago I got hurt on the job and now I am disable/ Not working and cannot get around. My family are all straying. This family was very close and now I stand along. I have had doubts about my faith because during this time of need my church family has not been ther for me. I am not able to attend church like I did for years. I do pray and have faith, but, sometimes these trails get so hard to stand. I ask GOD to help me through this time. But, I know he does it in his time, but, this wilderness is hard to keep your eyes on the Lord. I fight everyday to keep my faith and hope alive.

When I was just sixteen years old, I was a mama's boy. I did everything with my mama. I helped her plant roses, I helped her clean the yard, I helped her do anything she asked. My mama and I were so close and I loved her so much. On December 5 1975, as my family and I were sitting down to one of mama's wonderful meals, she asked me to get her a cold wet wash cloth. I did as she asked and when I returned to the table and sat down, my mama wiped her face, said, "Oh," and then fell dead. I cannot express the grief nor the horror I experienced that evening. I ran outside and yelled to God, "Bring her back, bring her back!" I ran back into the house and she was still dead. Again, I ran outside and screamed up to God, "Bring her back! Take me!" I ran back in and she was still dead. At that point, I knew there was no God, or at least that's what I told myself. How could there be a God if my mama had just died right in front of me. I ran back outside and I cursed the God in who I no longer had faith. Looking back, I realize that if I did not believe in him any longer, why was I cursing him? I spent the next three years living a life of destruction. I did not care about anything or anybody. I bought a motorcycle and rode fast and hard. One day as I was speeding along on the highway, I heard a voice. It said, "Are you ready to die?" I thought I was losing my mind. I said, "What?" the voice spoke again and said, "You're going really fast, if you wreck what would happen?" I said, "I'll die." The voice of God said, "You're right, are you ready to die?" I said, "No, I'm not ready to die." At that moment it was like a veil was lifted from my life. God, the God who I cursed, had just saved me. I had spent three years covering myself in black sludgy sin, but God reached through that film and cleansed my heart and saved me. A short time afterward, I met my wife and we have been married for nearly thirty years. I have had moments of doubt but I still believe in and love my Lord.

It took me 44 years to find Him. During those "formative years", I had toyed with the idea of Christ the Savior, the Trinity, Scriptures...all the while feeling the warmth of the light and seeing its glow like a welcoming sight far off in the distance, yet unable to get any closer. I put the majority of my faith in myself and my ability to overcome just about anything - until the last year when I had lost my father, ended my marriage, suffered a health scare...and then finally, ended a relationship that I thought would sustain me for the rest of my life. I sought help from Him and He delivered. And silly me, all I ever had to do was ask. He was waiting for me all along. But my misplaced faith in myself and others eventually led me to Him. I know my faith will be tested with Him, but after what He has already done for me, I know I can lean on Him and that He will deliver. Not necessarily in my time, but in His.

Doubt? Faith? How can you have one without the other? In order for faith to exist you need to be in a situation where there's a healthy dose of mystery and uncertainty. I'm in just such a situation: it's called 'life.' My trust is in God, and that's where my faith is directed. This doesn't mean I live without doubts, but I've made a decision to act on what I believe is true - that God loves us despite our short-fallinga, and that He is good.

I was saved when I was 11 yr. old. I grew up in a good christian home and felt loved by both of my parents. I went to a christian college got married to a christian girl and we had a beautiful baby girl. Everything in my life was good. Then it seemed that everything started falling apart! My dad died of a heart attack. My wife left me and got married again before we got our divorce. My favorite uncle died. A close cusion died also. This all happened within a period of just a couple of years. I got married for the second time to a preacher's daughter. It was a very close nit family and we did lots of things toghether. I felt life was getting better. It was during this time when I saw how her father was handling things which was not how I was raised to believe that I started doubting some. He would use half truths in order to get thing done the way he wanted them to be done. I felt like I was being drawn into these ways also. The family stuck together no matter what even if one of them was in the wrong you were to sweep it under the rug. I started having trouble with my wife running around on me. I had a talk with her father the preacher and he had a talk with her. He seemed more concerned with people finding out and this making him look bad. I worked on making things work for us but she always seemed to have this problem with men. We had three childern and I thought we were on the right path again. After six years of marrage one day she told me that she was leaving and taking the childern with her. This was totally blew me away. I was asking God why? I gave her all the chanches to make our marrage work. I ask what I could do more. Her answer was "it has nothing to do with you it is all me." I tried talking to her father but got no where. It was what she wanted so there was nothing we could do about it. All I had ever wanted in life was being taken away. My wife, my childern, and a good family. I could not understand how or why these thing were happening to me. I felt God had left me. I was really doubting my fath at this time. I went from feeling very close to God to wondering what if I was wrong about my fath. I went twenty one years living alone. Some of those years I had my three childern to raise by myself. While they were living with there mom they got sexually abused by her boyfriend. She had taken up drinking and doing drugs. I had a hard time working out all of these problems that my childern had through all of these bad experances living with her. Today I am married for the third time to a really good woman. She loves the Lord, goes to church, and lives a good Christian life. I still work with the problems that my childern have, they seem to be getting better. I have renewed my faith and am working in my church teaching sunday school and in other ways. I lost my job a couple of years ago due to seziures which the Dr. is still trying to figure out. I have fath that all thing work for the good of those who love the Lord. I stand of the promises of The Bible and life is good.

i recently was babtized because i felt hypocritical taking my my baby daughter to church knowing i hadnt done the things i needed to do. i still come up short in a lot of areas but i constantly try to do the next right thing. if your dvd will help me be a better person. than please concider me for the contest.

I thank God he saved me!

I questioned my faith when my father died. I could not understand how everything in the world could continue without him on the planet. Now I rely on my faith to say the right thing when counseling clients.

I have questioned a lot of things but never my faith!!

yes i lost a son to sids in 1988 and my oldest daughter took her own life in 2004..i still to this day question if there is really a god why would he let this happen..did i do something that he wants me to suffer for the rest of my life?

my daughters website

http://mikepease.tripod.com/id5.html