I have accepted Jesus Christ as my savior. I understand that God sent his only son to die on the cross for me a rebellious sinner, it is through his blood my sins are washed away. I find that so humbling that I can’t put into words how I feel. I know that it’s only through Gods grace that I’m even here and live the life that he allows me to have. Everything I am, have, or do is all for his glory.
My journey with Christ began at a young age. My brother, sister, and I would spend the weekend with our grandparents and church on Sunday morning was a part of the package. Grandma taught Sunday school occasionally and prayer started the dinner hour. As I grew up, spending the night with Grandma lost its appeal and I stopped going to church. Looking back, I find that while my belief in the Trinity never wavered, I never reached spirituality on a heart level. Mine was more on a historical level. I learned the stories of the bible as any good student would but completely missed the fact that Christ died FOR ME!
The sin in my life reached its max last summer. My lifestyle almost cost me my family. There were many tears, many broken hearts, mine included. At my lowest point, when I was utterly and completely broken, Jesus stepped in and lifted me from the pit, revealing his love for me and showing me the error of my ways. It was like flipping a switch. I stopped running away from the trials in my life; stopped seeing adversity around every corner and started to put my complete and absolute faith in Jesus Christ. A love I never fully understood now made sense and I was finally able to grasp the meaning of unconditional love.
Today, I am a new woman, filled with a peace and an overwhelming need to weave my life around Christ. I still marvel at the concept of Grace. I DO NOT DESERVE IT! But that is the beauty of it; grace literally means “the freely given, unmerited favor and love of God. What a magnificent gift.