I was raised in a christian home, and learned about Christ and accepted him at an early age...but as I started really going out in the world when I was in my preteen early teen years....the sinful stuff of the world started to infiltrate into my life. My relationships with my family got worse..we started going to church less. Even my parents faith was failing. My mom had heart problems , my dad got prostate cancer....it was a crazy time, those 2 or so years. But we had people praying for us, and both my parents recovered just fine.
When I was 10 or 11, the church I grew up in spilt in two...there was a whole lot of crazy stuff going on. My parents and I moved around from church to church for a while, until we finally settled at the church that spilt off from the one we went too. It was a nice church, very contemporary, a lot of the more affluent, wealthier people went there, and my folks were friends with some of them, but I didn't fit in. It was still a good place though. But, I just don't think that is where the Lord wanted us....but we were so far from God (without even really knowing) in those years that we couldn't tell. My freshmen year(I was 14)....a friend of mine was inviting me to church all the time..but I would tell him I already have a church I go too...but he wouldn't stop asking...after that school year my mom broke her ankle really bad and we weren't able to get out much and go to church....we received so many letters and support from a lot of people, but most of the were from the church I grew up in...not the church we were going to, and that wasn't the first time this kind of thing had happened either. So when sophomore year started back up and we were all healthy, we decided to try going back to the original church, the one I grew up in. It was amazing, we were received so warmly, and we could feel the spirit of the Lord so heavy on the place. Me and my parents all recommitted ourselves to the Lord shortly after and were baptized again. I also got more active with youth activities and finally decided to go to our summer church camp that I could have started going to when I was 8....that first year there...I first felt God calling me to do something...to make a difference...to work for Him....and after that and combined with our youth convention and different events...I accepted God's call on my life to Youth ministry. Since then I have already done multiple sermons for my youth group. And this next full, I am going to a bible college affiliated with my church...I am so excited.
God has done so much in my life........and well I still stumble and fall, but God is love, and forgiveness....and after all he has done for me, what else could I do, but really truly give up my life for him!