They conquered him [Satan] by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, for they did not love their lives in the face of death. Revelation 12:11
My testimony? That’s easy. I was raised in church and I walked down the aisle when I was seven. Isn’t that how most of our testimony stories go? A yawnful summation of God’s grace. I thought my testimony ended at the end of that aisle with my cute seven-year old self. But my testimony isn’t over yet.