The Lord is great isn't he??
I was always a church kid..."great" you might think...but not really for me!
I always called myself a Christian which was possible the biggest mistake I could have made. I didn't really get anything out of being dragged to church every week...it just became a chore.
Eventually, when I became old enough to "make my own mind up" I stopped going to church, knowing that my dad who is a minister was deeply hurt by this choice.
I did however join a Christian theatre group, and spent my time touring England and Ireland spreading the word of God to people. I still called myself a Christian...it made me feel good about myself.
My life was too easy for me to need God. What did I need God for I was living the perfect life! My dad's a minister, my brother-in-law a pastor, my brother a youth pastor....therefore my assumption was..."great...i'm a christian by default yaaaay!"
Well things got harder. My other brother went to prison. My parents split from their perfect thirty year marriage and I had been betrayed by several people who were extremely close to me.
What did I have left? My family...but I couldn't talk to them about anything.
I needed something more but I didn't know what. With my mum out of the question, I lived with my dad and in order to keep him happy, started going to church. This time I went to my brother-in-laws church with the rest of my family. It was great! So young...and lively...I absolutely loved it!
Everyone was so friendly and loving. Wow...I wanted to be like them...but for some reason I was still slightly reluctant.
On 6th December 2005, I was at my sisters house. My brother-in-law told me he had had a dream about me. I knew what he had dreamt. I had died, and I had gone to hell. Tears streamed down my face as I realised...I was a filthy, rotten, sinner. It was that night that I gave my heart to the Lord and made the greatest decision of my life. I really felt great.
From then, I have grown with Christ so much. I have become a much happier person, so much more loving, confident, understanding. I have Jesus in my life and I want everyone else to have that same warm, bubbly feeling when they wake up and think "thank you Lord!"
I really feel that God has blessed me. I never thought that something so great would come out of an awful situation but it did. I can't thank the Lord enough for how I have changed since December and how I have been able to cope with things.
I am now proud to be a Sunday School Teacher. I think that it is so important to teach the kids from an early age and keep them interested, but to make it know that they aren't automatically Christians just because they come to church on a Sunday.
I am so blessed. I really am...and I just thank the Lord for saving me, because without him, I would be nothing.
Amen....
I was always a church kid..."great" you might think...but not really for me!
I always called myself a Christian which was possible the biggest mistake I could have made. I didn't really get anything out of being dragged to church every week...it just became a chore.
Eventually, when I became old enough to "make my own mind up" I stopped going to church, knowing that my dad who is a minister was deeply hurt by this choice.
I did however join a Christian theatre group, and spent my time touring England and Ireland spreading the word of God to people. I still called myself a Christian...it made me feel good about myself.
My life was too easy for me to need God. What did I need God for I was living the perfect life! My dad's a minister, my brother-in-law a pastor, my brother a youth pastor....therefore my assumption was..."great...i'm a christian by default yaaaay!"
Well things got harder. My other brother went to prison. My parents split from their perfect thirty year marriage and I had been betrayed by several people who were extremely close to me.
What did I have left? My family...but I couldn't talk to them about anything.
I needed something more but I didn't know what. With my mum out of the question, I lived with my dad and in order to keep him happy, started going to church. This time I went to my brother-in-laws church with the rest of my family. It was great! So young...and lively...I absolutely loved it!
Everyone was so friendly and loving. Wow...I wanted to be like them...but for some reason I was still slightly reluctant.
On 6th December 2005, I was at my sisters house. My brother-in-law told me he had had a dream about me. I knew what he had dreamt. I had died, and I had gone to hell. Tears streamed down my face as I realised...I was a filthy, rotten, sinner. It was that night that I gave my heart to the Lord and made the greatest decision of my life. I really felt great.
From then, I have grown with Christ so much. I have become a much happier person, so much more loving, confident, understanding. I have Jesus in my life and I want everyone else to have that same warm, bubbly feeling when they wake up and think "thank you Lord!"
I really feel that God has blessed me. I never thought that something so great would come out of an awful situation but it did. I can't thank the Lord enough for how I have changed since December and how I have been able to cope with things.
I am now proud to be a Sunday School Teacher. I think that it is so important to teach the kids from an early age and keep them interested, but to make it know that they aren't automatically Christians just because they come to church on a Sunday.
I am so blessed. I really am...and I just thank the Lord for saving me, because without him, I would be nothing.
Amen....
