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One Year Baptism Anniversary

By V.J Wakefield
On February 11th, 2018, I stepped into the water and was baptized. Which then would mark this year as my one year anniversary of being baptized. However, most of you don’t know the story behind my baptism and how I came to get baptized in the first place.

Our story starts about a year ago in January when I was sitting in church when they announced that they are holding a baptism after service on February 11th. At first, I wasn’t sure about getting baptized. Yes, I believed that Jesus is my one and only Lord and Savior, but I was scared that I wasn’t ready enough. However, this was beckoning me. I felt like God was telling me to get baptized. So I decided to do it. The following Sunday, I signed up for the baptism.

Leading up to the baptism, I was kind of nervous, but yet I was really excited. The day before my baptism, I had a dream, however, it was more of a nightmare. The first nightmare that I had was kind of strange it was like a boardwalk but it was during a hurricane filled with water and there was pretty much a lot of chaos. I woke up a bit then fell back into sleep and I had another nightmare again. This time it was detailing worries that I had that I would mess up the baptism. And then I woke up. I knew that something very sinister was trying to stop me from getting baptized. So I got up and got ready to be baptized.

On this day it was snowing pretty hard and it was pretty difficult to drive to the church I attend which is Willow Creek. On the way there, my mom jokingly asked me “Are you sure you want to get baptized today?” “Yes!” I shouted. I was kind of worried about what the snow and getting there on time since I was a bit shaken by the nightmare that I had the night before and was a bit scared that it might actually happen. So we went into the building and saw a white table with blue shirts. During baptisms, they handed out shirts to the people to signify that they are getting baptized, and there was a spot that was where we were supposed to write a word that describes what this means to us and what the Resurrection of Jesus Christ. The word that I wrote on the shirt was life.

So then we went to the section in the pews cut off for the people who are getting baptized. It was like a small blob of blue from a bird’s eye view. Not a lot, but I can tell that something was going to happen. After we prayed and finished the message, it was finally time. We all went onto the stage in a line, and it started. My mom was recording of course. As the line shortened and shortened, my heart began pounding against my chest. I was nervous before, but it had actually turned into excitement. I was so happy and nervous and excited. And as my turn was coming around the bend, my adrenaline was through the roof. As my feet were caressed by the water, I felt like it was where I have belonged, that I was supposed to be there.

I don’t remember the questions that the pastor said but when he asked if I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior I said yes. Yes, yes, yes. Then his arm supported my back and I plugged my nose. He then said “I hereby baptize you in the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit. Then I went under. When I came out, I did not feel the same. When I came out, I felt like I was cleaned out, and that I was seeing the entire world for the first time in years. And when I came up, I was calmed and I was no longer afraid. I was in fact so happy. When I went out of the tub, they gave me a towel and told me to stand next to the other baptized people.

However, to most of the audience’s surprise and my dad’s (more on him later), is that we weren’t the only ones surrendering to Christ. A few people in the audience decided that it was finally be baptized themselves. One person went up. Then two. Then more and more. There was even a person in a walker go up that ramp and boldly got baptized. It was a glorious day for the Lord. The reason why this is shocking to my dad is because he does not believe. My brother, mother, and I believe but he doesn’t. And hopefully, through this example of the love, we have for God, Jesus and The Holy Spirit, my dad would return to Him. So back to the story. During while all of this was happening, my knees started knocking together. Really hard. Inside of me, I felt something become awakened, and I think it was me being born again and my new life breathing its first breath.

After that day, every day was a new day and it is one of the best days of my entire life. A few months later I was telling the husband of my mom’s friend about the dream I had and he said that he had a dream similar to that and that it was the devil who was sending these doubts to my head. At the time, I had no idea about this until then. I am happy that I took a leap and got baptized, besides the threats that the devil was trying to out into my head. I am happy with my decision to be baptized and listened to God and ignored the evil threats. Hopefully, from now on, everyone might listen to God and gather up their courage and do what He wants them to do and be who He wants them to be.

Please comment on your stories and what you think about mine.

Thank you for reading!

He is Alive! Part 2

This is part 2 of my original post, and the reason why was because it took a while to upload the video to work on it. But now it is finally done! So if you have kids or are just interested, then just copy and paste the video link in the search bar.

Praise the Lord and Savior! And also thank you.

Please comment Praises for our king!

Feed My Starving Children

By V.J Wakefeild

This might seem like a strange title, but this is the name of a Christian, non-profit organization which helps feed malnourished children in over 60 countries around the world, and has over 80 partnerships in these countries. I have had the honor of going to one of these places, and it was very nice and uplifting both spiritually and emotionally.

What they do is again that they feed malnourished children in their most desperate hours. At their buildings they take in people who volunteer with them, which who then help pack the food named, ” Manna Packs” into boxes for a certain country for each day. Then after they were done, they pray over the food then ship them off to the country they were packing for.

These were the exact things that happened when we visited. Last year in the month of November, the Friday after Thanksgiving my mother and I went because we wanted to help give the kids the Thanksgiving they deserve, and also because it was a project at school to volunteer in my community. So we went online and signed up online. When we went to one of their locations, it was full of happy people and the feeling was just wonderful. So they brought us inside after we put out stuff away and put on our hairnets. They sat all the people down and introduced the jobs. There were the loading, packers and the labelers. My mom and I went to label with a mother and her kids. They were little kids, but they were excited to help out. Lastly, they gathered all the boxes and we prayed over them, so they can have safe travel and go into the kids’ bellies. According to the woman, this is what we achieved in the week:

Boxes Packed: 145

Meals: 31,320

Kids fed for a year: 85

Costs: $6,890

During the entire experience, I have felt so happy and welcomed, even as we went back home. It made me want to go back there again and again. I would definitely give the experience a 10/10 would recommend. I also recommend that you do this as well. Not only does it help feed hungry kids, but it also can help save lives. Additionally, when you go there you can buy some stuff so some money can go to the people around the world who made them. I bought a butterfly ornament for the Christmas tree.

To be able to volunteer or donate go to this website:

Just copy and paste it into the search bar.

Picture time! (Yay!):

So please help feed God’s starving children around the world.

Have you ever went to an organization like Feed My Starving Children? Leave some comments down below please to share your experience!

Operation Jolly Feet

By V.J Wakefeild

Today, my mother, brother and I went to First Christian Church for an event about an organization called Operation: Jolly Feet. It’s run by a couple named Run and Scottie bloomer along with their families to help people in the Dominican Republic, through providing clothing and shoes for their kids, help build and repair houses and they have a church for people that help people get closer to Jesus. So first at the event, we praised God and prayed for Him to bless and forgive us.

Then they went into detail with what they were doing. Zuni’s parents are pastors and they were able to build a church for God in the Dominican Republic. They also have mission trips there and help out in building people’s houses. One time they repaired a house for a widowed woman whose house was in terrible condition, so they went and with God’s help, fixed and now it is clean and very pretty. Additionally, they established a Church which is very successful in, and outside the church walls. And finally, they helped create a daycare for the working parents, so they can help them know that their kids are safe. They also work with Scottie in his organization called Operation Jolly Feet. This is an organization which helps give clothing, shoes and everyday basic necessities to families and to children who are not as fortunate as us.

They both have been extremely successful and they both have relied on God to help them with the donations and the money needed. What I have learned was that if the flesh says no, and The Holy Spirit says yes, just do it, and the blessings will come, also to let God in control because He will not disappoint.

So what can you do? Well to donate some money, and if you’re in the area, send your donations here:

International Dominican Christian Mission

38 W 310 McDonald Rd.

Elgin, IL 60124

And this is for Jolly Feet:

Go to Operation Jolly Feet on Facebook.

Here’s some pictures of the event:

There is also going to be a concert for charity that they will be attending on Friday May 31 at 6:00 pm at Church Balsam to the heart.

So please Donate and Pray for the organizations and please help them out please.

From Darkness to Light: My Testimony

Testimony By V.J Wakefeild

    From the darkness to the light, here’s my story. I’ve dedicated my life to Jesus at the young age of 7 years old. According to my mom, I gave my life to Jesus Christ after watching a Billy Graham crusade. After that, there has been nothing but good. However, as I got into my elementary school years things you could say, got a little rough. See, when I was younger, I had hearing loss which gave way to me wearing large, bulky hearing aids accompanied with braces that poked and prodded me the inside of my mouth. This did not help my self-esteem, because this was the very thing I was made fun of for. People used to call me Yoda and other nasty names. This made me see myself in darkness. In addition to all of this, the hearing loss I had prohibited me from being a happy, playful kid. I had an infection at a young age which lead to holes in my eardrums, which lead me to the hearing loss. This hearing loss was like torture for me. I couldn’t swim because the water would always go straight into my ear and it would cause me agonizing pain. I had surgery to repair it when I was younger, but it was a horrible experiences. I couldn’t play with other kids, hang on the monkey bars, or run around. I remember one day I had to turn down a bounce house birthday party from one of my friends because of this hearing loss. When my mother and I went to the hospital for a check-up to see if it healed up, it did not. And this absolutely destroyed me. It felt like I was going to be stranded with these for life. And the braces I had did not help any of this. Sometimes it would hurt so bad that I was unable to sleep. I would beg God at night to fix me and get rid of my pain.

     As I got to middle school, the bullying got worse, and I started looking on the web for hours to distract myself from the world around me, but this got out of hand since I started becoming obsessed with it. Hours and hours would make me feel like I was filling up something inside of me, but it wasn’t. Then, later on, I joined the school band, and the class struck me down even more. I felt like I was not worth anything and that I was a speck of dust just flying around. I had faith in God but that started to wither like a rose in the first hours of winter. One day I felt a literal hole inside of me. I asked and begged God to fix this, to do something about it, and He did.

    On December 10th in either 2015 or 2016, I was laying in my bed listening to Christmas music. While I was thinking about tomorrow and worrying about what it might deliver, I decided to sway my mind from this by singing in the middle of the night. So while I was signing, one song stood out to me. It was O Holy Night by Josh Groban. Such a beautiful song! While I was singing, I thought, You know what? Even though my life right now sucks I would perform this for God because he has always been good. Therefore I did it for Him and then something happened, I had a vision!

    First I saw the Baby Jesus in a manger going in a circle. It was white and wispy. Then I saw The Cross. And they were both circling each other. I saw a smile. His smile! It was the most beautiful smile that I have ever seen in my entire life. It felt peaceful, mighty and I felt sheltered by His presence. It felt like home. He was saying to me that He was right here. That no one can touch me. That I was safe. I then felt something flow into me like water, smooth and clean into my heart. I knew it was the Holy Spirit right then and there, so I took off my sheets and let Him in. And as the final note slipped out of the headphones, the vision faded and I drifted into a deep, deep sleep.

    This has changed my entire life. The bullying completely stopped and few months after this event in my life, I underwent another surgery, but with a different doctor. And now I am 100% hearing loss free. I recently have had my braces removed and now have a straight row of pearly whites. But most importantly of all, I am free. Free from sadness, anger, and darkness. Free from all evil, and I was happy. I felt full and even overflowing and it felt like I was complete And then on February 11th, 2018, I was baptized and showed the world that I was ready to follow Jesus to the end. Which leads to here. I am a changed woman because of Him and am proud of being Christian. And like Matthew 19: 25-26 states “When the disciples heard this, they were greatly astonished and asked, “Who then can be saved?”Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”  

If you have a testimony, put it in the comments below please. Let’s encourage everyone!

What’s to come

So quick update. I will be posting my testimony soon, but it might take a while because I still need people to read over it. Next is how God always listens. This will be about the newest cure for cancer and Alzheimer’s that are coming soon. Finally I will be posting a Bible Time post at the end of each month for something to wrap it up. Please be patient with me. I know that I have been saying this alot but it’s true. I have been busy with working in school and trying to raise my grades. They’re A’s but also mostly B’s so I gotta fix that. So that’s it for now. Thank you for reading.

It’s my Birthday!!

I am officially 16 years old. It has been a wild journey with God and with Jesus’s help, it will continue on and on.

“being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.”
Philippians 1:6 NIV

Is it you’re birthday too? If not then Happy Birthday! Comment below please.

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