The Simple Gospel
I have never really thought about “my story’ that much. There is part of me that believes it isn’t really that exciting, so no one wants to hear it. There is another part of me that hasn’t really taken the time to think about my story and my journey of faith.
But recently, I have begun to think about both of those excuses differently. In being asked to write this blog, I had to take time to think about my faith story. The other excuse of thinking no one wants to hear it was recently brought to my mind in talking with my son about his upcoming baptism. My son trusted Christ at an early age, just like me, and had been feeling led to be baptized for some time. As we were going through the process, I saw him get discouraged when it was time to tell his story of how he came to faith.
“Mom, it is just really simple. I just feel like I am not saying enough.” As I sat him down and talked him through it, I realized I was also talking to myself. Just because a story isn’t dramatic in our minds, it doesn’t mean that God isn’t writing it just how He wants it to be written. The simple stories are important too and will be used for His glory.
I grew up in Kingsport and was fortunate to have a family that loved Jesus and loved me. When I was in the third grade, my parents decided to send me to a small Christian school. I was that person that lived in the same house almost my whole life and went to the same school from 3rd grade until I graduated. I even had the same best friend all of those years. I told you it wasn’t a dramatic story.
Since I trusted Christ at a young age, I felt like at times it was hard for me to grow spiritually. Jesus was just always there in my life. So I tended to forget and not appreciate His presence. When I was attending college at Milligan, I definitely had a time of being pursued by God. I knew He wanted me to run after Him. It was during that time that I truly felt like my faith grew and became a personal relationship between me and God.
From there, my story was still a simple one that became filled with a husband and kids. Along the way, I found myself forgetting God’s presence again. But the last few years, I have felt that same pursuit. I knew God was taking me to a place of wanting more from Him. I felt him leading me to reach outside of myself and my immediate surroundings, and love others well for Him.
I can look back now and see that the simple story He weaved for me brought me here. It brought me to a position at Grace and a relationship with the Mountain View community. It gave me opportunities to pursue the passions of my heart and show His love to those who have never experienced it before. When I add His grace and goodness to my story, it definitely feels like a story that I need to share.
Posted on Fri, November 18, 2016
by Grace Outreach