My Testimony

In my profile I mentioned that God has changed the course of my life and that he gives everything meaning. And I was thinking that now might be a great time to explain why, to tell you all how God first entered my life and pulled me out of the path of destruction. I'm sure that some of you have more exciting stories to tell and have included all the details of how you were saved including the exact date and time, this is something that I cannot even remember for my tale. However, another thing that I learned at camp a year ago is that everyone's testimony is exciting! A testimony is the story of how God pulled you back from the brink of death and choose to dwell inside you, how you went from feeling alone to having a Savior indwell you who will never abandon you, how you went from being full of empty questions and increasing doubts to getting the most important answer and insight that you will ever need, how you went from being hopeless to hope-filled; what could possibly be more exciting than that!? So, without further delay, here is my testimony, I hope it can be an encouragement to you guys:

My Faith journey started in 1998 when I was four years old. Both my mom and my dad had recently become Christians and the first thing that they were ever called to do was to move out here to Colorado. So me, my parents, my sister Maria and my Three-week-old sister Rachel hopped on a plane and flew here. Maria and I jumped onto the luggage conveyor belt and almost wound up spending the flight down below with the cargo, instead a whole bunch of alarms went off and we were retrieved from the conveyer by some very unhappy airline workers. After we had moved in to our new house in Bailey, one of the first things that we did was to look for a church. We found a church and my parents, who were new believers and very hungry for the word joined us in all sorts of Bible studies. At one point in time we were going to two different Community Bible Studies as well as Awanas and this was in addition to Church and some of the other Bible Studies that my parents went to! On top of all of this, my Mom would read a children’s Bible to us every single morning. I was surrounded by God’s word and I honestly didn’t understand any of it, I loved to play all the games that they had at these studies but all the spiritual elements didn’t even compute for me. One day, when I was five years old. I was at my best friend’s house with my family. While she was setting the table for dinner, my friend, who was also a Christian was talking to my Mom about some of the things that she had learned in her Bible study class. I could tell that they were talking about something important but it all came out sounding like foggy gibberish to me and I simply couldn’t understand it. However, for the first time ever I truly wanted to understand it. I asked my Mom “What are you talking about” as well as a few of the other questions that I had been thinking about. Immediately, my mom took my back to my friend’s bedroom and explained to me who Jesus was and why he had come and I finally understood what it all meant. She then asked me if I wanted to pray with her; I said yes and we both knelt together next to my friend’s bed. And there, in my best friend’s bedroom I accepted Jesus as my own personal Savior. I wish I could remember what the rest of the evening was like after that. What I do know is I left that bedroom with all the answers I could ever need and with an indescribable sense of Joy. I still don’t even know which day it was that this happened, but what I do know is that my life was changed forever that evening, in that bedroom.

I have been through many highs and lows in my life, I have been discouraged by my own weaknesses and limitations, I have climbed mountains and then promptly got lost on the way down, I have danced for joy and sobbed with remorse. What has kept me going from that night all the way until now is the knowledge that God chose me, and that he will be with me through it all.