Testimony of Rev. William C. Cordaro
Pastor~Evangelist~Founder,
Agape Evangelistic Ministries, International

© 2006- William C. Cordaro/Agape Evangelistic Ministries, International


Introduction:

Never in my life had I ever expected to become a Christian and a minister
of the Lord.

In my lifetime, I have run the entire human experience, and have lived much
of my life as an atheist and Satan worshipper. I did what I wanted, when I
wanted to do it. I spent many Sunday’s in a Catholic Church, and many a
school day afternoon in Catechism but all it ever got me was in trouble with
my dad, and confused. I was told that it I had a problem. I should go to
the church Rectory and talk with the Rector of the church. When I would go
the Rector, I was ridiculed and made to feel like I was intruding on his
on his private time.

I had a terrible childhood with a dad who did not care if I was alive or
dead. He went out of his way to make my life as miserable as he knew how,
and he truly enjoyed it when he could hurt me, physically, mentally and
sexually.

I could remember my sister and I going to church and praying until we cried
that God would make our daddy love us and want to be with us. All we ever
received was heart-aches and beatings that would raise welts on our bodies.

My mom was working most of the time and when she was at home, in order to
avoid being beaten, she would say nothing to help us or defend us because
what my dad put my mom through should not happen to your worst enemies.

I prayed, and prayed, that God would help us. I begged Him to make my daddy
love us, or take his life and make us orphans. It seemed the more I prayed
the worse things became. At age 12 I resolved that since God would not help
me, then He hated me too, and I would not pray to Him or worship Him any
more. I turned to Satan worship. They made me feel like I was wanted, and
that they would care for me.

I became a high priest for a Satanic Church. I had sunk so low in my life
that my own mom could not touch me or kiss me. I was hated and I hated in
return. I was just one step away from being in the gutter and the only way
out was death.


Enter The Lord:

After 39 years of sinning against God, sinning against my mom, sinning
against mankind, and sinning against myself, something strange happened that
turned my life completely around.

It was March 15, 1975. I was returning home for my employment as a Special
Police Officer, when I happened to pass by an old Movie Theater which I
thought had been abandoned many years before. As I was walking by I heard
a small almost non-existent voice say to me, “Go back and check the door.”
I ignored the voice and kept walking back to my house. I walked up the
stairs to my front porch, and once against that voice spoke to me saying,
“Go back and check the door.” This time the voice seemed more insistent,
and I could not ignore it. I went back to the old Theater and pulled on
the door handle. It my shock, the door was open. I immediately drew my
pistol from its holster, and walked into the building.

As I stood in the vestibule, I heard the noise of wood cracking and hammering
from the front of the old Theater. I slowly opened the door leading into
the Theater area of the building, turned on my flashlight, and saw four
teenage boys destroying a piano, tearing up books and throwing them around
the floor. As soon as they saw me, they began to run and broke through the
emergency exit doors of the Theater. I caught one of the boys, and called
the local Police Precinct House. They sent a Squad Car to the Theater to
get information and arrest the boy.

I felt so uncomfortable in that building but after the regular Police left
I searched for a telephone number of the person who had been using the
building. I still did not know it was a church because the last I knew the
building was being used as a Bingo Parlor of a local Catholic church. When
I found the telephone number, I called the person and told him what had
happened. He asked me to wait there until he came to lock the doors.

After 30 minutes the man had not come yet, so I began to get a quite
perturbed and went to explore the building. The organ was turned over and
the legs were broken from the bottom of the organ. The piano had been damaged
and the upper hinge over the music harp was torn off and cracked. The books
that were lying on the floor had pages torn out of them. Some of them were
Bibles, others were hymnals.

The man finally came, and I sounded off to him, “What do you mean by keeping
me here for almost an hour? I have to get to bed because I have to be up
and at my other work by 4 O’clock and it’s already Midnight.” The man
introduced himself to me as the pastor of the church. The church just
opened its doors a week before. Then he asked me a question that made me
want to kill him: “Would you attend our church here this Sunday?” I didn’t
want anything to do with him, his church, God, or anyone else and I told him
so without any hesitation, then I stormed out of that place, hopefully never
to see him, or that church, again.

That small voice just would not stop talking to me. I kept hearing that
voice telling me that everything was going to be fine. I just kept trying
to ignore the voice. I actually thought I was beginning to lose my mind.

Then one day, about two weeks later, I walked by that church again. Again,
I heard that small voice tell me to try the door. I shouted out and
everyone looked at me like I was crazy: “Leave me alone. I could are less
if that “#@#$&%” door is open or not!” I stomped my way to my front porch
and once again, the voice became insistent: “Go back and check the door!”

Once again, I stomped down the stairs and went back to that church, swearing
and cussing all the way. I pulled the door handle, and sure enough, the door
was unlocked again. I pulled my pistol, slammed into the ‘sanctuary’ and
yelled to the top of my voice, “FREEZE! You are under arrest!!!” When
I looked around, the sanctuary was filled with people and there was a pastor
at the pulpit. All I wanted to do was turn around and get out of that place
as fast as I could, but it was like someone had put nails in my shoes, and
glue on the soles of my shoes, and fastened them to the floor of that
sanctuary. I could not move one way or another. I could not turn, I could
not walk, and I could not even move my fingers, it was like I was frozen.

The man at the pulpit was all of 5’ 3” tall. His skin was as black as any
I have ever seen before or since. Gently he came from behind the pulpit,
waked up to me, reached up and put his arms around my neck and said very
softly, in a Jamaican accent, “Where ya been mon? Don’t ya know God’s
been lookin’ for ya?” He then hugged me and went back to the pulpit.

It had been 39 years since anyone was allowed to touch me, and this small
man not only touched me, he hugged me. I didn’t know if I should shoot him,
or tear him apart with my bare hands. All I know is that I fell to my
knees and cried openly and aloud for more than two hours as he, and everyone
at the church gathered around me, laid hands on me a prayed for me. I walked
in that place a Chief Priest of Satan, and walked out a Child of the Living
God. The next day I brought my mom to meet my newest friend, Jesus Christ.

God talked to me that night, and every day since that night. He comforts
me and answers all my questions. He has guided me and been the light for
my path. He has used everything that has ever happened to me to minister
to the lost souls of this earth.

Is Satan upset about my conversion? Yes, he is so mad that he is working
overtime to stop me, but God will not allow him to touch me in any way that
will take my life. For my life has been purchased and is no longer my own.
It belongs to God Almighty and Jesus Christ who died in my place for my sins.

Satan stands before God every day as our accuser and he tells God that he
can make us curse God. The Book of Job states:

“And the Lord said unto Satan, Whence comest thou?
Then Satan answered the Lord, and said, “From
Going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up
And down in it.

"And the Lord said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my
servant (your name here), that there is none like him in
the earth, a perfect and upright [person], one that feareth
God, and escheweth evil?

"Then Satan answered the Lord, and said, “Doth (your name)
fear God for nought?
Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his
house, and about all that he hath on every side? Thou hast
blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased
in the land.

"But put forth Thine hand now, and touch all that he hath,
and he will curse Thee to Thy face.

"And the Lord said unto Satan, Behold, all that he hath is in
thy power: only upon himself put not forth thine hand. So
Satan went forth from the presence of the Lord."

~Job 1:7 – 12 KJV~

So you see, Satan can rob you of what you have, he can take away your
wealth, your employment, your friends, but he can not touch your life to
take it away because if you know the Lord Jesus Christ as your Savior, you
belong to Him and Satan can not take your life. You are the only one who
can take your life away from God. Only you can decide to follow the Lord or
serve Satan. You must decide if you want to spend eternity with Jesus in
the Kingdom of Heaven, or with Satan in the Lake of Fire.

God has prepared me for His service as an Evangelist/Pastor. I work only
for the Lord, and I serve only Him. When I conduct Crusades around this
world, it is not my words that the listener hears, they are God’s Words.
God has taken that extreme hatred I had for people and Him, and replaced it
with a very special and deep love for Him and the lost souls of this world.
We are His children until the decision is made to either serve Him or serve
self and Satan.

You see, I have crucified myself, every day, to my flesh, to my desires and
wants. I asked God to take complete control of my life, and He has honored
that request.

I served Satan for 39 years, I have served my own wants and desires, and I
can tell you from first hand knowledge, that when you serve Satan, or
yourself, your service is foolish and will result in your eternal separation
from God.

The Scriptures tell us in the Book oh John Chapter 3, verse 16:

“For God so loved the world [you and me],
that He gave His only begotten Son [Jesus
Christ], that whosoever believeth in Him
should not perish, but have everlasting life."

~John 3:16 KJV~

Father, as this testimony of Your love is shared and read by as many as
believe, I ask that Your Holy Spirit will anoint them and convict them as
to their need for You.

May their lives be touched, and their hearts changed to serve You and follow
You now and throughout eternity. For I have served Satan, and myself, and
have found myself to be foolish and in error.

Father, may those who read this testimony know that to serve You is not only
the right thing to do, but it is the only way to You and to Your Kingdom,
and eternal life in peace forevermore. May they not make the wrong decision
as it may be the last decision they will ever make before their life is taken
from them.

Amen and Amen