Like many people, I was raised in church. My family was a tight-knit group who cared for each other. I heard about God and Jesus many times growing up. I made a commitment to God and asked him to forgive me for my sins when I was 8 years old. I understood it, but life hadn’t really hit me yet.
My teenage years were rough. I was always the runt of the group, the butt of the joke, and the beautiful life I thought I was promised with God didn’t look so shiny and clean as it was presented on Sunday mornings. I began to doubt God. I didn’t necessarily doubt that there was a God (although I did have those thoughts). I just didn’t see that if there was a God, what He would want with me. I decided I had to find out for myself.
I began to really read the Bible and go to church not because I had to, but because I wanted to know more. I learned that while I was saved from my sin, I had also been rescued to a life God had planned for me. I gave him my life entirely and began to follow the hard but amazing path He had. He has it for all of us. It’s not the easy road. But it’s truth. I continue to experience it. It’s real and you can discover it.
Check out my Church: Eagle Heights Baptist Church, Stillwater, OK