This past Sunday our Pastor presented part four of Just Walks Across The Room Sermon Series, “The Power of Your Story”. He concluded with a request to email him our individual Story of coming to Christ. I figured I would use this as an opportunity to share:
My story is pretty simple. I grew up in a Christian family, we went to Church some, we practiced what was preached most of the time. I got married. We had kids. I went to Church because I felt the kids needed it. About six months into it, it hits me upside the head like a brick. I realized that this is what I had been missing. A genuine belonging, a sense of hope, a desire to be what God wants me to be. With this I know that there will be ups and downs on this bumpy road we travel on this earth, and I struggle with things in life just like the next guy. But what I have now is hope of an eternal or everlasting life in heaven with God. For me this hope is something that is tangible in this broken world. Something to live for, without it life could be pretty darn depressing.