I've been a Christian for about 19 months. I have been blessed to have all of the Doomtown. I had never before considered some of the things I was doing were wrong. But it made me wonder. I was then told by some other people that all the things I believed all these years were lies set up to destroy me, and that punk rock was evil, even if it doesn't openly praise Satan. How could my whole life be a lie? My religion? My music? My social club? And the way I love people? I was miserable. I felt doomed in a life that is going nowhere and I was fearful of dying still believing lies. What about personal peace? I didn't trust anybody. That tract weighed heavy on my mind. I thank you for your help.
C.B., San Francisco, CA