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My name is Missy and as far back as I remember I knew who Jesus was - my family went to church every Sunday, we participated in church activities and my Grandfather was the preacher at the little baptist church that we attended. There was never a question about whether or not I "believed" in Jesus. I was baptized at the age of 9 years old and things went on as they were until I was about 13 years old.
My Grandfather had to leave his church after 40 years of preaching due to deteriorating health. My parents slowly stopped going to church so that meant I stopped too.
It had been such a large part of my life that of course I felt that something was missing so when I was able to drive I started visiting churches on my own. I joined my first church, on my own, when I was about 17. It was quite a moving service and I felt something inside me pulling me to be a part of that church. Then, slowly I stopped going.. the excitement was gone.
I started visiting other churches and during an emotional sermon I joined another church - but I repeated the same pattern.
What was happening to me is clear... now. I’m 30 years old and have re-dedicated my life to Jesus... I did this on January 30 of this year. I believe every time I joined a church I was being moved by Christ to have a personal relationship with Him and I misinterpreted that call and joined a church thinking that would seal the deal. It wasn’t an act of joining a church that was going to make me a Christian... I know that now.... It needed to be the act of my heart accepting His invitation.
I am married and have a 3 year old little boy. My husband and I, after visiting many churches, have found a home and became members on May 2nd - my husband is joining by baptism and I am going to be baptized again, with my husband this time, as a sign of my new relationship with Christ. We are dedicating our son on May 9th. |
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