Lee joined the British army at seventeen. He started drinking, grew increasingly violent and earned himself the nickname of “The Psycho”. But after years of trying to drink himself to death, Lee realised (though going to church and reading Our Daily Bread) that he needed to be right with God.Watch
The Christian Motorcyclists Association seeks to bring the gospel to the motorcycle communities round the world. The CMA in the UK is run by bikers, for bikers—sharing the love of Jesus and forging meaningful, God-centred relationships with bike enthusiasts and their families.Watch
Stan knew he needed to be out sharing Jesus in his local area. Now, with the support of his church, he’s able to spend regular time in the town centre, offering to pray, support and talk with anyone who passes by, and sharing resources from Our Daily Bread Ministries with them.Watch
Back in 2010 when I was in university in Ghana, I made a friend who was two years ahead of me. Even though he was troublesome (he wasn’t always very honest and often caused problems) he still remained my friend. One day he visited and asked if we could watch a preaching video by a local pastor. The sermon was titled “Understanding the power of your opportunity”. The point of the message was basically about treating people right, because you never know who you might need to help you one day.
Fast forward a few years and my friend completed university and went off somewhere else to do a second degree. I completed my course two years later. Little did I know that God was going to use him to affect my life in ways I couldn’t have imagined.
I’d been working for about two and half years when my employer told me the company wasn’t making a profit and so they’d be scaling down. Within that period I had been applying to schools outside of Ghana to be able to do my second degree. So I told my old university friend about it, who was in a better position to help secure me a scholarship.
Just like in a bad dream, many of us at my workplace were told we no longer had jobs. The amazing thing is that two days after we were sacked, my scholarship to study in the UK (worth almost £30,000) was approved.
But a short while later I was told that I was not selected to be part of the beneficiaries of the scholarship. However my belief was that God still loved me anyway and that the time was just not right, according to His good wisdom.
Now I’m in the UK to pursue my masters in International Relations. I got here later than I thought I would, but it means I can carry on with my studies. I didn’t know how this was going to be possible without my friend going all out for me. All I knew was that God was going to come through for me and that He knew my name.
I just want to encourage someone out there that God is faithful. He really does know us, even from when He made us in the womb (Psalm 139:13). If you’re trusting in Him and waiting for Him to answer you, He will! Just delight yourself in the Lord and He shall provide what you need. Whilst you do that, treat people that come your way well. God loves and blesses us, and He often does that through people. In my case, He provided through my friend from university eight years ago. —AbigailRead
I want to share with everyone what the Lord has done for me during a time of sickness. I pray this will be a great encouragement to you.
Six weeks after having my second child I returned to work. But literally overnight I became extremely ill. I phoned the doctor the following morning for antibiotics as I thought I maybe had tonsillitis. But my temperature soared at 11am and so my husband took to me the doctor. I was hospitalised with sepsis, quinsy (an abscess on the tonsil), a blocked airway and inflamed vocal cords!
When I was admitted the surgeons said I was a very lucky girl as two others had been admitted with the same symptoms as me and were in intensive care unit. It meant the hospital staff already knew how to treat me (it’s amazing how God works!). A week later I got home and I was on antibiotics for quite a while, but I kept getting infections and began to wonder if I was ever going to get better. Four months on I was still going to the doctor for prescriptions and I still needed three hours of sleep every day after dropping the kids off at school.
On one of my visits to the doctor, she said I was never going to get better if I was scared of getting sick again. She recommended exercise, reflexology, yoga and counselling. She left me more apprehensive as I wondered, What should I do! I was so distressed!
That night I decided I would pray. I asked God to take all my worries, anxiety and fears—and to heal me. I just focused on those things and imagined them going up to him. During my prayers I felt something I can only describe as a ‘thump’ in the middle of my chest. I got so excited wondering was this it: Had God healed me?
The next day I felt like something was different. My mum happened to call that morning and couldn’t believe the change in me. My head was completely clear! It was on Friday 4th May that God healed me. On the Sunday 6th May all my family shared this verse: “Sing to the LORD a new song, for he has done marvellous things; his right hand and his holy arm have worked salvation for him” (Psalm 98:1). I had kept all my consultants appointments just to make sure I was really OK. When I saw them, they said I was fine. When I left one of my appointments, my daily reading for that day was on the theme of God making us (me!) strong!
Since then, He has been restoring me and healing me from strength to strength. It is by the grace and power of God that I am now healed. I can’t tell you how wonderful and amazing this experience has been! I honestly thought at one point that I would never see the day! Glory be to our Lord Jesus Christ our Saviour, Redeemer and Friend.
The Lord used this experience to bring me back to Him. Every day I am getting to know our Lord Jesus Christ personally. I believe with all my heart, soul and mind that the Bible is the Word of God.
“For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God – 9 not by works, so that no one can boast” (Ephesians 2: 8-9).
We just need to have faith in what Christ did for us on the cross. He died and suffered the wrath of God for us, and God accepted His death as a sacrifice for all our sin. If we believe and receive Jesus as our Saviour, repent of our sins and ask for forgiveness, Jesus comes into our hearts and cleanses us from all sin.
Jesus said: “My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am” (John 14:2-3). All we have to do is trust Him and accept Him as our Saviour! My hope, joy and peace is in Our Lord Jesus Christ. —LeahRead
After training and graduating in the Performing Arts, Lucy became a West End dancer and performer. Although she knew Jesus from a very young age, she also spent many years of her life trying to do things her own way. After she committed her life to God again as an adult, she discovered how her many creative talents and gifts could be used both to make Jesus known and to express her love for Him.Watch
In 2004, Ben lost control of his car; the crash was very nearly fatal. He was prayed for around the world, and God miraculously brought him through the road-side surgery and recovery.
For Ben, one the biggest changes to come out of the crash is his relationship with Jesus. It’s not just a routine anymore. Now it’s a personal, one-to-one connection . . .Watch
Motorbikes have always been an important part of Colin’s life. But God hasn’t.
After school he bought his first motorbike, expecting it to bring freedom and everything he’d always wanted. He joined a motorbike gang, but his life was only fuelled by hatred. He had no idea how to love. He couldn’t even love his wife and children. Colin now looks back and sees how God was at work, even then.
During one church service, Colin finally gave his life to Jesus—and suddenly realised what it was to love. Today, he leads the Bikers Church in the UK—and he has introduced his whole family to his Saviour.Watch
Although Daniel grew up in church, as he got a little older he found himself wanting to live more like his non-Christian friends. He got involved in shoplifting and was handed a prison sentence a day before his eighteenth birthday. After prison Daniel hoped to stay out of trouble. But it wasn’t long before his life of partying and cocaine began to feel empty and meaningless.
One day, as he watched a preacher on TV warn of the reality of hell, Daniel knew he needed Jesus. As he started to read his Bible, everything began to change—his relationship with God grew and he finally found peace in his life.Watch
I love the Lord and wanted to use what he has given me as a small offering hoping He might multiply it for His Glory.
This is a ballet Pas de deux (dance between 2 people).
I love to compose and dance and pray that in some small way I can glorify my heavenly Father.Read
I am currently serving in the British Army so I am used to being in control of situations when put on the spot. That was until three years ago when my second daughter was born.
The pregnancy was fairly normal for my wife until her due date came—and went. This baby was definitely comfortable and was giving no sign of coming soon. Finally, ten days overdue, they induced my wife. Two and a half hours later our beautiful daughter was born, but in a bad way. She had inhaled meconium on her way out and her umbilical cord was round her neck cutting off her oxygen supply. She was rushed to neonatal intensive care seconds after she had finally been born. The few seconds that we saw of her showed a very pale floppy baby. Naturally my wife was in a bad way. All I could do was be the strong one for my wife, to comfort her and to talk to the doctors and nurses when they were explaining to us what was going to happen. Thankfully we were both allowed to stay on the ward that night, so I drove home to get a few things together to stay over. When I got home I had a moment to think through what had happened. I broke down and cried. I felt so hopeless and useless for the first time, and I prayed. For the first time ever I really prayed. I begged God to help my daughter and promised if He did, I would be His forever.
That night at the hospital I must have walked up to the neonatal intensive care unit every hour. And every time I spoke to the nurse by my daughter’s cot, he told me she was getting a little stronger. It was ten days before we got to go home and have all the family in one place.
It’s now three years later and my daughter is charging around and playing happily with her sisters. And my faith is getting stronger as I learn more about God through reading my Bible and praying. I'm forever grateful for that one thing he did for us, let alone all the love he gives.Read