This is the transcript of Liz's testimony at church on Palm Sunday 2006:
I was a real goodie-goodie; I wanted to get everything right. At home and at school I wanted to please everybody. My parents, my teachers, and God as well. But of course, I couldn’t. And even when I thought I had got it right, I didn’t know for sure. I was confirmed in the Church of England when I was 13 and it was very important to me; I meant every word – I really meant all of it. But I still wasn’t sure that it was good enough. And then I became a typical teenager, so, my definition of ‘nice’ probably wasn’t the same as everybody else’s. But I still tried to be nice and to please everyone as much as I could. Then we moved to a new part of the country, because of my father’s job. I went to a new school and I was very unhappy – I didn’t want to move. There was a girl who lived in the next village to me who was in my class and she was detailed to meet me on the bus, to help me settle in. And she was really odd. She didn’t go to the cinema, and she didn’t go to dances, she never wore make up, and she went to a church that met in a house. And I thought she was very peculiar. I wasn’t very nice to her, because I was very unhappy, but she was unfailingly patient with me. And I was impressed in spite of myself. She belonged to a Bible study group that met after school and was run by one of the Maths teachers, which is also rather odd. But I started to go along as well. It was the first times that I had read the Bible except occasionally listening to it in church. I went for quite a long time and I began to understand a bit more about what the Bible has to say.
And then I went to a meeting like this, where different people in the group talked about what Jesus meant to them. There were girls of my own age talking about Jesus as if He was a really close friend and I thought that’s what I’ve wanted all along and I haven’t got it. One of them explained that forgiveness and this friendship with God was a gift. That you couldn’t earn it by being good, because you could never be good enough. That Jesus had earned it by dying on the cross. All you had to do was accept it.