my story
by sandy
I did not grow up in a Christian family. From the time I could walk and talk
until I was about 15 years old, all I knew about Christmas was that it was a
time for my father's family to party and get drunk. All the while though through
the years, my maternal grandmother was steadily sending me letters from Louisiana
telling me that Jesus Christ would cleanse me from my sins and save me. Who me?
I didn't understand. I didn't know what I needed to be saved from. After all,
I was a good kid and didn't get into trouble at school or anywhere else. I had
no idea what she was talking about until I was 15 years old when a friend invited
me to Sixth Avenue Church of God.
So…at age 15, I began attending youth functions and soon became part of a very
loving church family. Finally, I fit somewhere! However, I did not grasp the
full meaning of salvation until I attended youth camp in at age 16. It was there
at an old altar outside…under the stars…that I gave my whole life to God. I
asked for forgiveness for my sins and for His cleansing. I asked Him to wash me
white as snow and to help me to walk in the way that HE would have me walk…to
follow HIS will, not my own. I understood what it meant! I immediately felt a
burden lift and knew the true meaning of salvation.
Since that time, even though I have been through many struggles, one of which
was a terrible divorce after 19 years of marriage (not by my choice), God has
been my stronghold. I was also physically sick at the time of the divorce and
consequently, lost my job. But God never let my kids or me go hungry during that
time. We were able to keep our home and were never without anything that we
needed. God never left my side. He carried me through that "storm" in my life
and in all honesty, I felt His presence stronger than ever before during that
time. I know He will never leave me, nor forsake me. I trust Him with all of
my being and I cannot thank Him enough for the wisdom, love, strength, peace,
and forgiving spirit that He has instilled in me. I will never again live my
life without Him. Jesus never fails!
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