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"One thing I do know, I was blind but now I see!" John 9:25

Hope is found in a life-changing relationship with Jesus Christ. Every person who has this love relationship with Jesus, has a unique story of the power He has to change a life and the hope He alone can give. It is a story that only they can tell. As Jesus makes a difference in the life of a Christian, their story of hope is a living illustration that Jesus is alive and making a difference one life at a time.

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Below are hope stories about the difference Jesus is making in the life of everyday Christians to encourage you.




Jared's Hope Story (Nez Perce) Print E-mail

When you know nothing but life on the rez, all you see is darkness every day.  When I was four years old, my mom and dad separated.  I got left with my dad…which was hard because I had a strong connection with my mom.  Not long after that, I got sexually molested by one of my cousins.  After these two events happened, I closed myself off from my friends and all my family.  It made me want to be alone inside for years.

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Bill's Hope Story (Nez Perce) Print E-mail

I grew up with parents with different backgrounds.  My father followed the old Indian religion, and my mother grew up in a Christian home.  I was confused—not knowing which way to follow.   By the time I was ten, I quit going to church.

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Emily's Hope Story (Navajo) Print E-mail

I hid a lot of what I’ve been through because I grew up in a Christian family. My mom raised me in the church when I was younger, and I thought, “Oh, I know Jesus.  I know who this guy is. I can just believe in Him and that would be fine.” But I wasn’t sure of what direction I was going.

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Kara's Hope Story (Cree) Print E-mail

I was raised in a home where we went to church every Sunday…my mom and my sisters. My dad never came because he was an alcoholic. He brought drama into the home where there was a lot of fighting and stuff when he’d come home drunk. He was verbally abusive to my mom, so I grew up having an alcoholic father and just the damage that it does.

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