Everyone Has a Story...Here's Mine:

To sit down and write out how it is that God has made Himself known to me seems an overwhelming task. How do you sum it all up in a paragraph or two and do it justice? Really, it can’t be done—not to the degree He deserves. But, I will share with you a few things about my journey…

I was born the first child to parents who were children themselves at that point and had some growing up to do. Mom’s parents were/are two of the finest Christian people I have ever known to date. So, you can imagine their disappointment when news came that I was coming along. Despite this, they were loving and supportive of our now young new family. A sister and a brother soon followed. Gram and Gramps were always there and were a Godly influence for our family. I remember going to Sunday School at a early age and I think it was sometime in early grade school that church became a more regular part of family life. I became very involved during my late elementary years and even attended church camp. It was there that the gospel was presented to me in a way that made sense and I remember raising my 10 year old hand up in the air to accept Christ at campfire that last night. I was baptized the following Sunday at church. Seemed that it was more so during my high school years, though, that I felt more of an urgency to work on developing the relationship. Thru some wonderful influences in my life, I was learning to live the life that God had for me. I was letting the Holy Spirit guide my decisions. I saw prayers answered and they all the more confirmed the realness of a God who heard me. There was one prayer request I had begun making at the age of 14. It was about two years before God answered that one, but He answered it far more abundantly that I could have possibly imagined. His name was Kirk and I had no ideas just how much of an answer to prayer that he was for me. As it turned out, this quiet, meek, and socially-timid guy would turn out to be one of the most amazingly faithful, servant-minded Christian people I have met to this day. He is the spiritual leader of our home. I am so grateful to have him in my life. He keeps me accountable—and I love him for it (well, usually! Sometimes he tells me what I need to hear and not what I want to hear!). I’ve had my not-so-on-fire times as well. I don’t pretend for a second that everything is always been great in my walk. I let the busyness of life be an excuse to neglect the One who gave it to me—which is really horrible when you think about it. But I will press on with the aspiration to grow closer to God and continue to thank Him for all those blessings He has bestowed upon me. I don’t feel worthy of it all and recognize that I really am not worthy. It’s a gift and I’m grateful.

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