Changed Lives

Everyone who is going to Heaven can share a personal story with you about how it all happened. Unless a person has a memory disorder, they will vividly recall the moment they started for Heaven.

Some share stories about how they were cured from cancer or how they are recovering from an addiction. Others conduct seminars on how they became wealthy or how they survived the loss of a child or the break-up of their marriage.

The story Christians love to tell the most is how they became a Christian. There are always three parts to a Christian’s story:

1) What life was like without Christ;
2) How they found Christ; and
3) What Christ has done for them.

The stories are as different as the people are themselves – but the common point of every Christian’s story is a moment of personal faith in JESUS CHRIST. Without such a personal, precious and precise moment a person can not go to Heaven.

If you would like to share your story of how you became a Christian, please email me. It is always thrilling to read another person’s story.

Changed Lives

Michael Da Silva’s Personal Story

By On May 26, 2014

  Addiction to Freedom. Bootlegger to Believer. Unrest to Peace. Michael Da Silva Sr., P.GSC is Founder and Principal of Blackthorn Management Inc., a 30 year old turn-key project management firm serving the health care and First Nation sectors. Mr. Da Silva was asked, for the purpose of this website, to share details he often does not share about his personal story….

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The Last Adam Video

By On December 21, 2013

Just 15 minutes. It will be 15 minutes well spent. The message of this video could change your life. You will better understand what happened to our world. You will better understand yourself. And you will learn in a few short minutes just how deep God’s love for you really is and how your life can be truly transformed. Maybe,…

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Rescued and Saved at Culvers – Sally Cano

By On August 26, 2013

I grew up on a small farm in Wisconsin. My parents tried to raise me and my brother and sister in the Catholic religion. My father was raised as a Roman Catholic in Cuba – so my parents thought they would continue the tradition. We attended services regularly every Sunday until I was five or six years old. Sadness Enters…