Here is my story, I have posted bits and pieces but this is the first time I have put it all down.
I was born to parents who believe but are not practising Christians, I went to Sunday school as a child and was still dithering about what I truly believed as a teenager. As I grew into adulthood, I kept turning my back, but somehow I kept getting called back to my faith. I moved in with my ex when I was 19, and I thought I knew it all (as you do) but it all went wrong, one night he beat up me so badly I left him. Once again I turned from my faith as I thought to myself that I had been a good person, had been to church regularly, had tried to live my life as a Christian, and the Lord had let this happen to me so what was the point.
From this point I went through a very stupid phase, I would go out get drunk, do stupid things and basically act like a complete Jezebel. At 23 I fell pregnant with my beautiful and perfect daughter. This was the wake up call I needed, I cleaned up my act moved back in with my parents and finally started to grow up.
During my pregnancy, I felt the pulling of my faith again and turned once again to the Lord for help and support. I started regularly going to church again and I felt really good. My daughter was born in 1999 and I called her Kirsty. I had her Christened in my church and was supremely happy. Kirsty and I used to attend church every week until one particular Sunday. As I was leaving the church with my baby in my arms one of the old women from my village turned to another one and said "I cannot believe the vicar lets b*st*rds like that into our church"
I was hurt and deeply shocked at this remark and vowed then and there never to step foot in that Church again. Again I turned from my faith as I thought that God should not have allowed the women to talk like that about me.
After this I went to a huge Christian festival near my house and for the first time experienced worship and praise that was fun. I began attending my local Baptist Church and was Baptised on 23/9/01. Although I now worship at home I know that I will never turn from my faith again. I now realise that I was being tested and I was testing God, and all the time he was there for me, all I had to do was open my eyes.
My story isn't much or dramatic but hey that's me!
Blessings and love to you all
Nicky
I was born to parents who believe but are not practising Christians, I went to Sunday school as a child and was still dithering about what I truly believed as a teenager. As I grew into adulthood, I kept turning my back, but somehow I kept getting called back to my faith. I moved in with my ex when I was 19, and I thought I knew it all (as you do) but it all went wrong, one night he beat up me so badly I left him. Once again I turned from my faith as I thought to myself that I had been a good person, had been to church regularly, had tried to live my life as a Christian, and the Lord had let this happen to me so what was the point.
From this point I went through a very stupid phase, I would go out get drunk, do stupid things and basically act like a complete Jezebel. At 23 I fell pregnant with my beautiful and perfect daughter. This was the wake up call I needed, I cleaned up my act moved back in with my parents and finally started to grow up.
During my pregnancy, I felt the pulling of my faith again and turned once again to the Lord for help and support. I started regularly going to church again and I felt really good. My daughter was born in 1999 and I called her Kirsty. I had her Christened in my church and was supremely happy. Kirsty and I used to attend church every week until one particular Sunday. As I was leaving the church with my baby in my arms one of the old women from my village turned to another one and said "I cannot believe the vicar lets b*st*rds like that into our church"
I was hurt and deeply shocked at this remark and vowed then and there never to step foot in that Church again. Again I turned from my faith as I thought that God should not have allowed the women to talk like that about me.
After this I went to a huge Christian festival near my house and for the first time experienced worship and praise that was fun. I began attending my local Baptist Church and was Baptised on 23/9/01. Although I now worship at home I know that I will never turn from my faith again. I now realise that I was being tested and I was testing God, and all the time he was there for me, all I had to do was open my eyes.
My story isn't much or dramatic but hey that's me!
Blessings and love to you all
Nicky