1.) I grew up in a Christian family, so I thought I would go to Heaven because I believed in Jesus and that he died on the cross, but it wasn't until 7th grade did I realize what He had done for me and everyone else and what you really need to go to Heaven. 7th grade was one of the worst years of my life, but it was also one of the best. My grades were falling rapidly and I was using profound language without realizing what I was doing. I thought life was just fine, but I knew, deep down inside, that there had to be more. I felt empty and angry most of the time, but I couldn't think of any way out. I thought that was just how life went, even though I didn't know the true meaning of it. Sometime, at the beginning of 7th grade, I decided to listen to a different radio station when I did my homework so I wouldn't spend all my time singing along with the radio because I knew the songs too well. I chose my brother's favorite radio station, Radio U, because I've always looked up to him and liked almost the same things as he. It wasn't long until Radio U became my favorite radio station, too, and even though I knew it was a Christian station and I didn't like how the DJs mentioned and talked about God and Jesus, I still listened. It wasn't long before I started appreciating the lessons and the good messages in the songs, and it wasn't long before I decided to give my whole life to Christ. I didn't feel any different the next day; my grades were still down and I felt the same about everything. But, as the days, weeks, months went by, I learned what being a total Christian meant and I started going in His direction and learned to put my full faith in Him. I learned that you need a solid relationship with Christ to not only go to Heaven, but to understand Him, as well. Life has definately been looking up since I gave my soul to God. I praise Him every day for what's He's done for me, and, honestly, I don't know what I'd do without Him.
-Tonnie-

2.) One day at school I heard a girl who I was sort of friends with telling her other friends about her heart problems. That day (or maybe around then, I can't remember) I sent an e-mail to my friends encouraging them to pray for her. About maybe a year later I remembered the e-mail I had sent so long ago and wondered if she was doing alright. A couple days later I heard my teacher asking her about her heart, and she replied that it was doing better. I don't know whether it was my e-mail that helped, but it must have done something.
-Tonnie-

3.) 3.) I guess this proves that the small things really do count; my friend and I were out walking one day. It was really windy and we both wanted to pull our hair back, but with only one hair-thing between us. All of a sudden she pointed out a black hair thing on the sidewalk. I gratefully picked it up, looked at the sky, and chirpped, "Thank you, God!" I haven't forgotten it since.
-Tonnie-

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