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Bro. Rollins </div> <div> 2. <A HREF="id26_m.htm#personal_testimony__bro__carey_" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Testimonies"><U>Bro. Carey</U></A> </div> <div> 3<A HREF="id26_m.htm#presonal_testimony__bro__curley_" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Testimonies"><U>. Bro. Curley</U></A></div> <div> (Deceased)</div> <div> Click on the name and the navigational link will move the page to the area of the minister's testimony.   </div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="0a282820.gif" border=0 width="130" height="130" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=390 BGCOLOR="#FFCC66" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <I>Testimonies</I></div> <div> <B><U>Personal Testimony: Bro. Rollins  </U></B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>I pray that this Testimony will be of encouragement and help to build the Faith in any and all that read this.</B></I></div> <bR> <div> I<FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" ><B> want to Start by thanking God! He as seen me thru at the darkest hours of my life, He has never failed me yet. Praise be to our Lord and Savior, Jesus.</B></FONT></div> <div> <B>I am 38 years old, raised in a home where my father was an ordained Pastor with the United Pentecostal Church. I was baptized in the Name of Jesus and received the gift of the Holy Ghost with evidence of tongues by age 12. </B></div> <div> <B>As a young teenager I knew I was homosexual. I didn't understand it and wished it wasn't so. I heard my own father preach that homosexuality was an abomination unto God. I believed the lie and damned myself to eternity in Hell. I was angry with God that he could allow this, I knew I had no "choice" in my sexual orientation, why then was I even born if there was no hope for me.</B></div> <div> <B>By age 17 I had made up my mind that the only choice I had was to have a good time while I was on this earth. So I began the life of the "Party." I stopped going to Church.</B></div> <div> <B>I never denied God, but decided I was going to live the life He gave me. I spent the next 10 years in a drunken haze thinking that was the answer for me.</B></div> <div> <B>The Alcohol abuse finally lead me to a point that Alcohol was affecting everything in my life. My ability to hold a job, ability to pay bills, physical health was deteriorating. Finally, I was forced to seek help. I truly believe that God's hand was still with me.</B></div> <div> <B>After getting sober I had an experience where the Spirit welled up inside me that I thought was dead in me I never thought I would feel that again. </B></div> <div> <B>Then the quest began to make peace with God. I still struggled with the Homosexual issue. I visited a MCC Church looking for answers and I left the services feeling void.</B></div> <div> <B>I continued to wander with no real direction one foot still in the world and the other foot still seeking the answer.</B></div> <div> <B>It was next that I found out there was an Apostolic GLBT Pentecostal movement. I visited a small work in the Detroit area where the gifts of the Spirit appeared to be in operation, but the Spirit did not bear witness with me.</B></div> <div> <B>After that I contacted Bro. Carey the leadership of NGPA and decided to take a trip out there to New York. While in New York I did feel encouraged and uplifted, but still I was not whole. Brother Carey is very knowledgeable concerning the Word of God and he has never wavered in his belief. The problem was I still needed to see for myself I needed my own revelation from God that He still loved me. </B></div> <div> <B>Finally, I asked God to reveal it to me thru His Word. It was then that I found the answers the word began to open up to me and I saw the truth for myself. </B></div> <div> <B>I felt the spirit leading me deeper into the word and felt a calling to do the work of an apostle. I left Michigan and traveled to Arkansas. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>God had given me the work that I was to do, AIM (Apostolic Intercessory Ministry), but, I got out of the will of God and helped another Ministry to get established and I did not do what God had asked me to do. </B></div> <div> <B>I started falling away and with my hand to plow looking back, I fell into sin. Next, after almost 10 yrs of being Sober and working for God I was back in the Bars drinking. While intoxicated I was driving and had a terrible car accident not involving any other car or persons. The Doctors told my parents that I would not survive I was placed on breathing machines and had suffered numerous fractures and a head injury. It was reported to me that I died twice during transport to the hospital. </B></div> <div> <B>My parents, Brothers and Sisters in the Lord came to see me in the hospital and spent many days crying, praying, and fasting. There were Churches all over the country in prayer for me. God made provision for me. "When He was on the cross I was on His mind". I am here to testify God is still in control. The Doctors said," we will send him home in a bag". They had told my parents not to hurry down to the hospital I wouldn't survive. </B></div> <div> <B>Mercy said, "No"! </B></div> <div> <B>I am recovering fully. Praise be to God!</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Now, I know that I must do what God has asked me to do, and keep my eyes on Him.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I hope thru this testimony any who read this will experience a renewing of their faith. Even though sometimes we have let go of God's hand, He has never left us or forsaken us. No matter how far you have been, no matter the circumstances as long as there is breath in your body there is hope. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I now know how Amazing God's grace truly is! Now I can Sing Amazing Grace! </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Rev. Donald T. Rollins </B></div> <bR> <div>  <A NAME="personal_testimony__bro__carey_"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <bR> <div> <B><U>Personal Testimony- Bro. Carey </U></B></div> <bR> <div> I<B> was born in New York City in May of 1958. Our family was Catholic, and I was taught to attend Mass regularly. I can remember being aware of my orientation as early as 1962. Of course, I knew nothing of sex, and it would be another seven years before I would first hear the word homosexual. But if you had asked me at four years of age whether I wanted to marry a man or a woman when I grew up, I would not have hesitated to answer: I wanted to marry a man. </B></div> <div> <B>I was sitting in church one day when I was about seven years old, when God spoke to me. Although hearing the voice of God probably isn't a daily occurrence for most Catholic kids, I was not at all frightened. He said simply, "You are not your own; you are bought with a price." It would be years before I would learn that those words were in the Bible. I had never seen a Bible, and our family didn't even own one. But I knew the voice was God, and I interpreted His words to mean ‘I have work for you to do, and you belong to Me. ’ I accepted this as my call to the ministry. </B></div> <div> <B>Between the ages of seven and fourteen, many changes took place in my life. Rather than outline these individually, let me just say that I was now a fourteen year old Pentecostal boy living in a very small town in upstate New York . The call I felt from God had been intensified. I couldn't wait till I finished high school so I could go to Bible School and train for the ministry. I was on fire for God, and excited about the things that lay ahead. Back in a corner of my mind, though, was one nagging thought: I was a homosexual, and the Bible said that was sin. </B></div> <div> <B>One of the greatest differences between Pentecostals and more liberal Christians is our interpretation of Scripture. Whereas less fundamentalist churches could accept arguments about portions of scripture being inapplicable to today's society, such arguments were inherently invalid to Pentecostals. All the writings I had seen regarding homosexuality and scripture either condemned me outright, or used "invalid" arguments to justify me. I responded the same way so many others have: I condemned myself. I chose to hide my sexuality until the magic day when God would make it disappear. </B></div> <div> <B>In the late 70's I confided in a close friend in the church. She was very sympathetic. She was also untrustworthy. She told the pastor. Unknown to me at the time, my pastor had been going through a similar struggle for years, but hadn't even admitted it to himself. His reaction to finding out about me was one of fear. He somehow thought I was a threat to his ministry. Under the guise of helping me, he began weekly counseling sessions. Once a week for the next year, he told me I was worthless to God, the church and society. He told me I was dirty and sinful. Then he told me that someday I would take my own life. I was totally blind to what he was trying to do. He was my pastor, and I loved and trusted him. I never thought he would do anything to hurt me. </B></div> <div> <B>It was in 1978 that my world caved in. My pastor's words had accomplished what he wanted them to: I wanted to die. I came very close to taking my own life. In fear, I called him for help, still not realizing that he was responsible. I told him I was scared and needed help. He scheduled an appointment with me. He didn't show up. I made another appointment with him. He didn't show up. A few days later, after an evening Bible school class, he asked me to come to his office. There, with his assistant present, he started asking me for information about others in the church. I told him I couldn't tell him anything. He implied that if I didn't, he would tell the whole church about me. Although I was terrified beyond anything I'd ever felt before, I still refused to give him any information, and told him he could take whatever action he chose. That week I left the church. </B></div> <div> <B>I didn't realize it at the time, but I'd experienced a breakdown. I lost my job, and for the next year, I couldn't hold a job for more than a week or two. I began to drink and stay out all night, frequently waking up with total strangers the next morning. Without a job, I couldn't keep an apartment, so friends let me stay with them until they could no longer tolerate my behavior, then they'd pass me along to someone else. I stopped living for God. I thought He hated me, and wanted nothing to do with me. I was angry, hurt, and totally out of control. </B></div> <div> <B>In the summer of 1979, everything changed. I was at work, one of my two week dishwashing jobs. I remember I was feeling particularly lonely and unloved. I had really believed my pastor when he told me that I was useless to everyone. I felt like I had no reason for living. The church had a new pastor, but I didn't see any reason to go back; I was convinced that God hated me. As I stood there in the restaurant kitchen, I suddenly felt the presence of God in the room. It was a feeling I hadn't felt since leaving the church. It was so strong, and felt so good, that it nearly brought tears to my eyes. What happened next changed my life. </B></div> <div> <B>The radio was playing in the kitchen. Up to that moment, I hadn't even noticed that it was on. I suddenly became aware of a song beginning, a song I'd never heard before. But even as it began, I knew that there was more than just a song at work here. Before the first word was sung, I knew God was speaking to me. He was using that song to tell me something He wanted me to know. I can't really explain how I knew that, but I felt it so strongly, that I had no doubt whatsoever. Billy Joel began to sing, but I knew the words came from God: </B></div> <div> <B>Don't go changing to try and please me; </B></div> <div> <B>you never let me down before. . . </B></div> <div> <B>I would not leave you in times of trouble. . . </B></div> <div> <B>I took the good times, I'll take the bad times, </B></div> <div> <B>I'll take you just the way you are. </B></div> <div> <B>I need to know that you will always be </B></div> <div> <B>the same old someone that I knew. </B></div> <div> <B>What will it take till you believe in Me, </B></div> <div> <B>the way that I believe in you? </B></div> <div> <B>I said I love you, and that's forever, </B></div> <div> <B>And this I promise from the heart: </B></div> <div> <B>I could not love you any better; </B></div> <div> <B>I love you just the way you are. </B></div> <div> <B>I didn't care that I was at work and others were around: I began to cry. When the song was over, the same voice that called me as a little boy told me that all the condemnation I had felt came not from Him, but from people. He told me His love for me was unconditional. </B></div> <div> <B>What about the Scriptures? I had to know. But when I asked Him, He said only, "Study." My favorite hobby, ever since I was little, has been studying foreign languages. By the time I was fifteen, I was teaching French. In my late teens, I was teaching Hebrew. I have a gift for languages, as does my mother, and can pick up a new language and be fluent in a matter of months. I always thought it was just a hobby, and nothing more. But now, as the Lord told me to study, a new purpose for this gift became clear. What God wanted me to study was the Scriptures. Not English translations of the Scriptures, but Hebrew and Greek. It was in those ancient languages that I would find the answer to my question ‘What about the Scriptures?’ </B></div> <div> <B>In reading the Hebrew and Greek Bibles, I find no condemnation whatsoever of homosexuality. In fact, in Romans chapter 1, verses 26 and 27, those verses so often used against us, I find a condemnation, not of homosexuality, but of tampering with one's sexual orientation. I learned that my sexuality was a gift from God and was not to be despised or tampered with. He was not going to magically transform me into a heterosexual. If He'd wanted me to be that way, He would have created me that way. It is not man's place to tamper with God's creation. </B></div> <div> <B>With a newly found faith in God, and a knowledge that He loved me, I returned to the church. I knew their opinions had not changed, yet I refused to pretend to be something I wasn't. I came back without so many things I had left there with: I came back without my fears and doubts, without my self-hatred, and most of all, I came back without my closet. But my faith in God made me unafraid to face the potential wrath of the church. </B></div> <div> <B>The church's new pastor was an old friend of mine. But he was an old friend who had not known that I was Gay. He put me in a position where I had no choice but to leave again. But it didn't matter this time. God had renewed my call, and had given me the charge that I must share with other men and women the love He had given me. In July of 1980 was born the National Gay Pentecostal Alliance, the very first Gay-affirming Apostolic Pentecostal church in the world, and only the second Gay-oriented denomination in history. </B></div> <div> <B>Today, I continue to do the work of God. I have not forgotten the miracle God worked in my life in that restaurant kitchen in 1979. Nor have I lost sight of the despair so many of my Gay Brothers and Sisters feel when they believe the lies they've been told. I've made it my life's work to reach out to them and share the unconditional love of Jesus Christ. In doing so, I have set aside many other goals I used to have. But nothing in the world matters now as much as doing the work He sent me to do. I finally understand now that I am not my own. He paid the highest price imaginable, and He did it because He loves me. And nobody can take that away from me. Romans 8:38-39 </B></div> <div> <B>Rev. William H. Carey </B></div> <bR> <div> <B> <A NAME="bro__pruitt_s_personal_testimony"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></B></div> <div> <B><U> Personal Testimony: Bro. Pruitt</U></B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I was raised in a family of 7, myself being the eldest of the children. My mother was a deeply religious woman after the ways of Judaism. My father was an extremely abusive alcoholic.</B></div> <div> <B>I was 13 years old when I was invited to visit a Oneness Pentecostal Church. My mother gave her permission that I may attend the service, but as I quote my father, " I would rather that you be dead than one of those people" My mother didn't object to me attending a Oneness Pentecostal Church because she understood that the Oneness Church believes in one God. </B></div> <div> <B>That night I went to Church, and it was quite different as I recall. The preacher was preaching a message on this man called Christ, and how He died for mankind. The minister decribed the scene at Calvary so vividly that I felt I was standing there before this man that others proclaimed to be the Messiah. With tears streaming down my cheeks, I made my way up to the altar, not knowing what to expect. I told this risen Messiah how sorry I was, and that I wanted to live for Him.</B></div> <div> <B>The preacher came by and laid her hands on me. I can remember her saying, "Receive the Holy Ghost." The next thing I knew, I was filled with such incredible joy, and I was speaking another language (tongues). It wasn't English, it wasn't Hebrew. I could not wait to get home and tell my mother what had happened.</B> </div> <div> <B>As she opened the door, I wanted to tell her so much, but ...I couldn't speak English; I could only speak in tongues. My mother didn't know what to make of it, so she sent me to bed. I couldn't speak English until the next morning.</B> </div> <div> <B>I served God in the Pentecostal way for the next 21 years, but I always knew I had this same sex attraction. I told my Pastor about it, and was commanded to fast for 7 days and 7 nights, to read the Bible completely 7 times, and to pray from Saturday midnight to 6am Sunday morning for several months.</B> </div> <div> <B>Then the Elders were called forth and were trying their best to cast out this "spirit of perversion."</B> </div> <div> <B>Well, I did become more spiritual through all the prayer, fasting, and Bible reading, but I was still gay.</B> </div> <div> <B>I backslid out of the Church and and was treated like a leper by the members of the Church. I lost faith in the Messiah. For five years, I lived in sin, trying to find peace with who I was and what God expected of me.</B> </div> <div> <B>I went back to my Jewish ways of living, though I never denied the experience of Acts 2:38 salvation, and that Jesus is indeed the Messiah. I took up the study of the Kabbalah, and I began to read tarot cards for many prominent people of the community, but still had no peace.</B> </div> <div> <B>Then, while browsing the we,b I came across the Apostolic Restoration Mission. Could it be too good to be true?</B> </div> <div> <B>After calling the minister, Bro. Rollins, and much soul searching... I got down on my knees and told God, "Here I am if you want me. You know I am gay, but if you want me, then please forgive me and fill me with your Spirit once again." And that is exactly what the Master did. </B></div> <div> <B>I am filled with the Holy Ghost and full of fire for the Master. I will not let man dictate to me about my salvation anymore. I have a deep burden to tell the lost that "...IN THE LAST DAYS, I WILL POUR OUT MY SPIRIT UPON ALL FLESH..." (Joel 2:28)!!</B></div> <div> <B>The Messiah loves even me! GLORY TO GOD!</B> </div> <div> <B>Rev. Bobby Pruitt</B> </div> <bR> <div> <B><U> <A NAME="presonal_testimony__bro__curley_"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></U></B><B><U>Personal Testimony- Bro. Curley </U></B></div> <bR> <div> <B>It has been awhile since I told my testimony of how I met JESUS personally. I knew that I had a heart for God growing up but didn't know how to go about doing this "Christian" thing. I am deaf and going to church has been a challenge because of my limited hearing.</B></div> <div> <B>I don't remember the first time I was told that Jesus loved me but I believed it with all my heart even as a child. I would go to church knowing that Jesus loves me even though I didn't completely understand what was being said. It was till much later that I was introduced to a woman in a Baptist Church that knew sign language and was willing to take me in as a Sunday school pupil.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I remember my first meeting with this woman and I still remember the first lesson I received from her. The lesson was GEN 1:1 and it was all done in sign language. The Word of God for the first time opened up in such a special way and I was eager to know more! She asked before the lesson was over if I accepted Jesus as my personal savior and I said of course, yes! Then she had me bow my head and asked Jesus to come into my heart then I was declared "saved." I didn't understand what she meant by being "saved." Saved from what? Later I understood it meant to be saved from going to hell.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>For several years I attended this Baptist Church and my knowledge of the Word of God increased. I read of the miracles of Jesus and the apostles and wondered why the miracles stopped? I don't remember what the Sunday school teacher said about that but I do remember that miracle stopped because we have the "complete word of God" the Bible. I was pretty bummed out by it but I knew that Jesus still loves me!</B></div> <div> <B>Once in a great while the issue of tongues would come up but the Sunday school teacher would tell me that the age of miracles and speaking in tongues ceased and we have the complete Word of God.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>We're in the age of grace and faith and believing in Jesus alone is enough for salvation. She would quote John 3:16 and other scriptural verses that support that faith and belief alone was enough for salvation. It was even at that time I noticed that some passage of scriptures was ignored such as water baptism. I was told that water baptism was not required for salvation. But they said we baptize just to show that you are committed to God. I could remember the day I was baptized, I was 10 years old. I was baptized in the Name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Ghost. It was my hope that when I come out of the water I would experiencesalvation. But I was disappointed; I came out the water the same person. I couldn't understand how people can be Christians and not have a conversion experience. I started to think that this Christian living really blows! It was then I started to dabble into the occults because I saw it was exciting and scary. The occult thingdidn't last very long but it was SCARY!</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Fast forward to the day I got the baptism of the Holy Ghost with evidence with speaking in tongues. I remember that day like I remember the first day I met my Sunday school teacher's lesson of GEN 1:1. I was so scared that I was shaking in my boots because I was told that speaking in tongues isn't of God, it was of the devil. But I wanted to live the Christian life and have the salvation experience. I was having a hard time trying so I gave this Holy Ghost Baptism a try, I can always cancel right? WRONG!</B></div> <div> <B>The minister prayed with me to receive the baptism of the Holy Ghost. At first nothing happened, the minister asked me to speak.</B></div> <div> <B>I was like speak what? He said anything! I was like okay; I started to make noises from my voice. Then it happened and I felt the rush in my soul and out of my voice I was stammering in other tongues! The experience was so profound that I actually had a salvation experience, a conversion I was looking for! I felt the joy overwhelm my soul that I had a permanent smile on my face! I was so excited and so thrill to have the Holy Ghost that I wanted to share the experience with everyone. But that everyone thought I've gone crazy! Everyone got to have the Holy Ghost, there is nothing like it! Why would anyone say NO? I couldn't understand but I understood as a babe so I spoke as a babe.</B></div> <div> <B>Fast forward to water baptism….I didn't think I needed the water baptism because I am already baptized. It was explained to me that in order to enter in the kingdom we must be born of the water and of the spirit. The name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost is JESUS. Acts 2:38 commanded the people who were lost and pricked in their hearts when they heard the Gospel to be baptized in Jesus' name for the remission of their sins. To be honest I had a hard time because this was so new to me and I had to more research into this issue. I was only 15 years old and reading the whole book of ACTS has convicted me the need to be JESUS' name baptized. Going into the water is having the Blood of Jesus applied to your soul; there the remission of sins occurs!</B></div> <div> <B>Fast forward to the revelation of the Godhead….boy this was a tough one! I believed in the Trinity because it what was taught to me when I was in the Baptist church. I believed Trinity meaning to God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit, three persons in one triune God. I couldn't understand exactly how that works but believe it because it's what the whole Christian world believes. I struggled with this issue for such a long time because it shook the very core of my beings. It was until I picked up a book by an apostolic author about the Oneness of God. I read it with an open heart and open mind which wasn't easy. When I read through the book and saw that Trinity was an old borrowed pagan doctrine that was incorporated later part of the early church. The revelation just hit me so hard that I believed that Jesus is the fullness of the Godhead dwell bodily. There are no persons in the Godhead but the person of Jesus Christ and it's all in HIM. Deut. 6:4 HEAR (LISTEN</B></div> <div> <B>CAREFULLY) O' Israel….the LORD IS ONE.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Fast forward to the acceptance of my homosexuality…..I am not going to go into details but this was another struggle I had dealing with sexuality and the Bible. I know that our stories are very similar but I have to say that I didn't give up on God and go into drugs and sexual perversions. I came out of the United Pentecostal Church to National Gay Pentecostal Alliance and now Apostolic Restoration Mission. However it doesn't mean that I didn't sin, I sin plenty but we an approach the throne of grace and obtain grace in time of need. I am thankful for the experiences I had which taught me many lessons. I am continuing to learn as I go. There have been times that I wish I can go back when I was in the UPC and in the closet.</B></div> <div> <B>At times I even tried to back into the closet and go back to the UPC but I can't lie when I am asked about my life. What am I going tosay, I was in a coma all these years and now I am back? I do know this that God sees what is going on in our hearts and our desires.</B></div> <div> <B>But, while we're in the imperfect world we will deal with a lot of imperfect situations. I look forward to the return of Jesus Christ when he will rule the earth with a rod of iron and we rule with him!</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I hope my testimony will be a blessing to those who reads it. When you read my testimony just remember your testimony.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Love,</B></div> <div> <B>Bro. Tommy Curley</B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div>  <title>Apostolic Restoration Mission </title> <meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=ISO-8859-1"> <meta http-equiv="content-language" content="en"> <meta name="abstract" content="Pentecostal Ministry in the GLBT community "> <meta name="author" content="Rev. 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