Hello , my name is Kenny Necochea. I live in San Diego, California and have been a Christian by Divine providence -Acts 11:26-
for approx. 4 years now. The fact that I do not remember the exact date of My Lord Jesus Christ saving me is a clue in itself
of what cult I was once involved with.
The cult I was almost born into does not celebrate birthdays, Christmas,
will not take blood transfusions or acknowledge Jesus Christ as God, as Thomas had in -John 20:28. These are just a few of
the many doctrinal issues that are forced upon the adherents of the "Jehovah's Witness" organization.
I will go back to the year, 1961 when at the age of 7 years old. I gave my first Bible reading in front of 200 people
in a Kingdom Hall in Escondido, Cal. My mother eventually moved us to an English speaking congregation in Linda Vista, a community
about 30 miles south of Escondido. She sensed a need to do this because we were losing interest as we were maturing. I eventually
became a baptized member when I was 14 years old, due to peer pressure. It still amazes me that at that age. I was allowed
to make such a monumental decision in my life that eternally tethered me to this organization and that I was allowed to discern
for myself the nature and course of my spiritual future. Yet, according to my parents and the law, I lacked the discernment
to drive a car!
I remember feeling very frightened about this time and which was also a catalyst for becoming
baptized because we were being prepared by the Governing Body that Armageddon was just around the corner. Specifically, 1975!
We even had a calendar that we annually purchased from the organization that was blank after August of 1975! I began to prepare
for Armageddon, I worked my way into becoming a Ministerial Servant, which is the equivalent to Deacons in the Christian faith.
Well, by this time, I had been groomed to present public discourses that taught an array of subjects. Oh, I almost
forgot, I also became a Ministerial Servant to avoid the draft. Vietnam was raging at the time and I was seeking a 4F minister's
status with the selective service. Fortunately, the war had ended and not long after that 1975 came and went. This didn't
sit well with me and soon after this failed prophecy I waned in my interest with the organization. I eventually became agnostic
and was on the verge of atheism. I felt that if the organization was not the true religion, there was no such thing! This
attitude lasted for about 10 years. Intermittently, Christians encroached in my life, but the two people that were instrumental
in leading me to Jesus Christ is my lovely wife and my dear friend Peter.
I know some of you will understand
this and hopefully all of you will, but GOD is the real source of my salvation -Romans 8:28,29 - He allowed me to become one
of Jehovah's Witnesses so that I could experientially share the glory, power and wisdom that is abundantly His. HE SAVED ME!
I am FREEEEEEE. Free to lavish Him with praise! I could never have experienced as a JW, like I do as a Christian. This was
no easy task because I first attempted this on my own. Not knowing just how to release my JW mind-set I was in bondage of
a while even after becoming saved by grace.-Ephesians 2:8,9- I went through a "delayering" of the mind control efforts
of the organization. God eventually showed me that I was trying to control my life and not allowing Him to do a work in me.
My wife recognized a need in me also. She eventually enrolled me into a class at a local Bible institute. The first requirement
was to take a class titled "self confrontation". Well, POW! God smacked me right between the eyes! At this time
I started to see what others were viewing in me, I must say it wasn't a pretty sight! This class also brought me closer to
my God and Savior -1 Peter 1:1- But I know that I will continue to grow in Him. I am now involved in a ministry that helps
those with the same needs as I once had or anyone who wants to hear the true Gospel of Jesus Christ. I am forever His, I now
see the true religion and it's not in an organization or with some alliance with men who can mislead you. It's a relationship
with the most powerful and only God in this universe, The Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
would like to know more about Him, email me at: Necochea@access1.net
Eternally in Christ,
My name is Sandra and I was born and raised as one of Jehovah's Witnesses along with 6 other siblings. From the time I was
just a little girl going to kindergarten I felt a special love for Jesus; I attribute that love to a very special lady named
Mrs. Kayward, my bus driver. Every morning she would hold sing-a-longs on the bus reciting some of her favorite Christian
songs. The ones I remember most are "Jesus Loves Me", and "The B-I-B-L-E". I would go home singing those
songs, which my mother never made too much of a fuss over , but would encourage me to sing Kingdom songs from the Kingdom
Melodies book instead. Singing to Jesus was to worship him and that was a no-no because only Jehovah was to be worshiped.
I couldn't help myself, as the song says in our Christian hymnals, "There's just something about that name". There
was something about that name that touched my heart and made me feel a special closeness that I had never felt before; not
even for the Jehovah's Witnesses. I felt life when I sang about the Lord. He loved me and I loved him back.
the years of calling myself a Jehovah's Witness and attending the Kingdom Hall, I never forgot that feeling, that bond I felt
with the Lord Jesus but in fear of disrespecting Jehovah I had to shelf those memories and feelings, as only He (Jehovah)
was worthy to be praised. As I became more involved in the organization and became a pioneer in the ministry I tried to shake
the feelings of doubt in the organizations teachings. I tried to ignore the little voice in my head and the tug in my heart
to search out the truth for fear I would be viewed as an apostate and would loose the love, approval, and fellowship of my
friends and family.
As I was out in service one day I came across some scriptures that troubled me. They didn't make
sense and surely didn't support what I had been taught all these years was the truth. I questioned an elder's wife about the
scriptures and, as always, was told that it was just the Devil trying to pull me away from Jehovah and the truth. In the back
of my mind I wondered if it was really the Devil or someone else, someone who years ago, as a little girl, I had given my
heart to; my Lord, my God, my savior Jesus Christ.
Still uncertain and afraid I continued going from door to door
feeling like a hypocrite, telling people about an organization that would save them from God's impending fury at Armageddon.
I sunk into a deep depression and suffered severe panic attacks. I felt like I was loosing my mind. Then one day I was at
this door talking to an old man about the current Watchtower publication when an overly excited woman approached me from behind.
She asked me if I was one of Jehovah's Witnesses and I said, "Yes". She asked me who my God was and I said, "Jehovah".
She then asked me if the apostle Thomas had the same God as I, again I replied, "Yes". Then she turned to John 20:28
in my own Bible and had me read it out loud. I had never read that scripture before and was stunned. Thomas referred to Jesus
as his God. The Lord was trying to reassure me that I was not crazy in questioning the organization, nor was the Devil involved
in my doubts. It was He himself; the Lord Jesus, who had been calling out to me and trying to help me see the real truth as
opposed to the lies of the organization. That event started a fire in me and I began to do research on the background of the
organization and comparing scriptural texts from three different Bibles; those being: the King James version, New World Translation,
and the Greek Interlinear. I got down on my hands and knees and told Jehovah I didn't want to show disrespect to him by addressing
Jesus directly but, I needed to speak with him for just a moment.
I began to pour my heart out to the Lord and
ask him to show me the truth. I asked him to show me the way and I would follow no matter what the cost. I knew it wouldn't
be easy so I asked Jesus to give me the strength I needed to leave the organization and tell my friends and family that I
didn't want to be a member of the organization anymore, as it was an organization based on lies and false prophecies of men
who were lead by the devil to defame the name and truths of the Lord Jesus Christ.
I had made up my mind that
my love for the Lord far outweighed any fear of what people would say or think. Jesus gave me the courage of a lion and I
acted on his direction by writing a letter to the local congregation asking them to remove me from their books as a member.
It caused quite a stir. I had to meet before the elders; my ex-husband being one of the men present as an elder in training.
I felt like I was being sentenced to death. In their eyes I was. I told them that I believed that Jesus was (is) God and that
the organization was one of the false prophets that has been misleading God's people. Then I shared a scripture with them,
the one found at Jeremiah 14:14- "They prophecy lies in my name: I sent them not, neither have I commanded them, neither
spake unto them: they prophecy unto you a false vision and divination, and a thing of naught, and the deceit of their heart".
Then I read John 1:1- "In the beginning was the Word (Jesus), and the Word was with God ( the Father), and the Word was
God" (the one who created), not a god. I continued with verse 3- "ALL THINGS ( not all other things) were created
By HIM (Jesus); and without him WAS NOT ANYTHING made that was made". There was silence. Just like Daniel in the lion's
den, there mouths were shut, and hopefully their eyes were opened. I pray so. Then came the true test of facing my family;
especially my mother who I love dearly. My eldest brother called me to say good-bye. My younger brother called to say that
from that day forward I ceased to exist; I was dead to him. My sisters will not speak to me unless absolutely necessary and
my mother hung up the phone on me the first three times I called.
Now, three years later, she is coming around
and carries on a respectable conversation with me. We even discuss what I believe according to the Bible from time to time
and she respectfully listens to my views. She has even stated that the points I have made make sense. The question is, is
she just saying that to get me to shut up or does she, somewhere in her mind, have her doubts about the organizations teachings?
I believe in my heart that she knows that there is more to the truth than what she has been taught and is anxious to hear
more but is also afraid of the consequences; what the family might think. I will have an opportunity to share more with her
this summer when she comes up from Texas for the summer. She said the other day that she wanted to talk more about what I
have found in the Bible and why I believe what I believe. I believe the Lord is calling her out as he did me and is using
me to help her see the real truth about him, his will, and the future.
Despite the disowning of my other family
members, the Lord has blessed me with love, forgiveness, and a hope for them that someday he will knock on the door of their
hearts and remove the veil from their eyes, as he did mine. It hasn't been easy not being able to share my life and my son's
life with my fleshly brothers and sisters. But now I have been blessed with an even larger family-God's family of true Christians
who love us unconditionally. The scripture that the Lord shared with me in regards to sacrifices we must make for his name
sake, especially where my family was concerned was Matthew 10:29-30- "No man has left house, or brothers, or sisters,
or mothers, or fathers, or wife, or children, or lands for my name sake and the gospel that will not gain a hundred fold of
houses, and brothers, and sisters, and mothers, and fathers, and children, and lands, with persecutions; and in the world
to come eternal life". That was the scripture that showed me what I had to do no matter what the cost. I willfully sacrificed
my marriage, my family, my life for the love, truth, and grace of the Lord. I regret nothing. The Lord has renewed that special
bond, that warm glow in my heart, that feeling of unconditional love that can only be found in a close personal relationship
with him and is shared with all those who recognize him as their Lord, God, and personal Savior.
I am now a born
again Christian and have been singing praises and worshiping the Lord with great joy at Parkside Assembly of God Church here
in Cortland, N.Y. where he continues to bless me for my decision to put him first and the truth of his word. I still have
a lot to learn but this time I'm following Jesus Christ and letting him lead the way to real truth and understanding, as he
will never mislead me.
Mrs. Kayward, my old school bus driver, passed away a few years ago, I was told, with cancer
and is living in glory as we speak. She also lives on in my heart and memory and I will be eternally grateful to her for the
love she shared with me of the Lord Jesus Christ which has changed my life forever. I am most grateful, however, to Jesus
for never leaving my side, even when I was lost in the falsehood of the Jehovah's Witness organization. He truly is faithful.
Much Christian love,
Sandra L. Sharp