The second story I pray I never get tired of telling is my "God-story" (as they say back home.) It's how I became a Christian, a believer, one of those born agains :) - whatever you like to call it. People often ask, "Oh, do you have a good story?!" AND I always think flippin' yes I have a good story, doesn't everyone who has a story have a good one?! Stinkin' saved me mate, figure it out!
With that said, my story must be told again and probably more often to be honest (but that's for another post)....
Growing up going to church every Sunday I knew that God, church, & Jesus were important, but not until I was about 21 did I realize that God & Jesus needed to be my whole life.
When I was a freshmen in high school I started drinking, partying doing all that "bad" stuff, more or less just living for myself. I wasn't necessarily a bad teenager I did well in school, had lots of friends, excelled in sports, and never got caught drinking so all to say I was living the life and enjoying every minute of it!
My first year of university basically consisted of me doing whatever would bring me the most joy and pleasure, and finally at the end of my first year of I was tired of going out 6 nights a week and was seriously starting to wonder if there was more to life than this. I jumped into my sorority Bible study and starting meeting weekly the leader. ( By the way, Carolyn, I am eternally grateful for your heart to minister to us naughty sorority ladies! :) - you were the first to show me it's all about a relationship with Jesus!
Later that year I was attending a Greek Christian conference in Indianapolis the light bulb finally went on and as we were singing Here I am to Worship I broke down. All this time I had been worshipping myself and honestly worshipping others as well AND had no regard for the God who created me and loved me from the moment He had me in mind. I was humbled and couldn't stop crying for quite awhile. (Jen and Nicole I am sure you still think I had lost it!) My mind flooded with thoughts of everything I had done to separate myself from God and yet He was still offering me forgiveness and had paid the price for me.
I am still humbled to think that He would choose me. My story is a great one (this is obviously the short version) but my story and everyone who has a God-story needs to share it because testimony breeds testimony. I am thankful that at Easter we can remember the best story that's ever been told and will be told. It's the story of forgiveness, victory, life and freedom!
My only question is - Do you know the story of Jesus in such a way that it gives you a story to tell as well?! If you don't, then you might want to take a look at the story again.
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