Hello my name is SeforaGrossano and I’m 28. I’d like to tell you my witness today. I was born in a Christian family. I used to attend the Evangelical Community and the Sunday schoolregularly, I loved to go there and spend time with my friends. I obviously believed in God, but I always put him in the second place in my life. Years went by, but I didn’t think about my life, or about God.

I am Marion M.; I was born 50 years ago in Germany, in a town named Wuppertal. My parents were good people, but they had a big problem with alcohol. They used to drink grappa as if it was coffee. My mother tidied up the house only when she hadn’t drunk a lot. When my mother and my father were totally drunk, they spent the whole day to bed. Sometimes the hangover lasted 3 days and nobody cared about us.

Hi everybody, I’m Gerlando V. I come from a town in the province of Agrigento named Porto Empedocle (Sicily). I met the Lord when I was 17 years old; it happened about 16 years ago. I was born in a catholic family and we used to do everything the religion taught us to do. Personally I was very interested in it, I used to attend the church on Sundays, I willingly went to the catechism, I was attached to the saints and I always brought them with me in my wallet, or inside my wardrobe. I had little statues of them on my night table and I also used to pray them. I was 12 or 13 years old back then, but I felt in my heart the desire of doing something for God and I thought those things made me get closer to Him. But I still wanted more!

My name is Salvatore Del Prete, I’m 39. I come from Naples, I am married and I have 5 sons. I come from a catholic family. When I was a child, I remember I used to go every Sunday with my grandma tothe Evangelical Church. Since I was a kid, I was interested to the life Jesus had. I was so keen on it, that I wanted to be like Him: I wanted to become a priest. I moved to Germany and as I grew up, I forgot Jesus. My teenager life was a disaster, I used to beat boys of my same age, and I hadn’t respect for anybody. One day, I heard my sister-in-law, Michela, talking about the salvation in Jesus.