| | Being a Christian is truely a blessing...
Recently I have rededicated my life to Christ.
I became a Christian when I was 11 years old, but for many years, I did not live like one. When I became a teenager, it became important for me to fit in and be like my friends. Although I did not drink and party when I was in high school, that is not true about college. I substituted alcohol for my depression over a bad break-up with a girl I thought was the one. For almost 2 years of my life, I lived to please her. I commited many sins while with her, and I was just fine living a non-Christian life. When we split up, my world came crashing down. I was 19 and she was my first true love. When that happens, you feel like you can't go on. I looked to friends and partying to fill the hole left in me. I can't say that I was mad at God, but I often wondered if he made this happen. Looking back on this now, I am very glad he did. She was not a good person for me. She definately was not "the one" for me. Unfortunately for me, I took the wrong road of "recovery" from her. Throughout this whole period and my whole life, my parents have been my rock. They are probably the strongest Christians I know of. My Mother would always push me to talk to God and to focus on Prayer. But when you've been hurt and you're not sure by who, it's hard to trust anyone, including God. I continued to go to Church and "act" like a Christian. I cannot tell you how many times I showed up hung-over to Church and I look back on that now and think how pathetic that was of me to show up in God's house like that. That is a sin that I feel I have been forgiven for, but it still lingers in my mind.
I wanted to badly not to disappoint my Mom and Dad that I tried to hide my drinking and partying and now I look back and think, there's no way they didn't know what I was doing. They never gave up on me though, and that is what I'm truely greatful for.
Towards the end of my college years I met who is now my wife. The funny story is, we grew up 5 miles from each other, she went to a neighboring high school from mine, she went to college at the same college as me, and we never met until my final year of college (and not even AT college). My wife was a year ahead of me in school and she was already teaching at a local school close to where we grew up. It just so happened that a mutual friend introduced us one night. It was that night that I learned what true love was. Unlike any other woman I had met, she and I had alot in common and we enjoyed talking to each other. I purposed in the spring of the next year and all in all we were married after only 9 months of dating. As our wedding date got closer, my future bride and I began talking about our faith. She believed in God and knew that he sent his son to die on the cross for our sins, but her parents were not Church goers. She went to Church with me and my family all throughout our "courting", and eventually, I was able to witness to her and she became a Christian. One of the happiest days of my life was when she was saved through Baptism. That experience opened my eyes. I realized I needed to live my life in a better way. It's extremely easy to be a Christian one day a week. I made the decision to start living more like one. It was hard. I was tempted through sin and my friends wanted the 'ol Tator back. My wife and I are blessed to have a 2 year old son now and trying to be a Christian Father is probably the hardest thing in my life up to this point. I feel as though I have my wife watching me and my son watching me to see how I react to things and treat others. With my wife being a new Christian, it's hard to always have to witness everyday. I screw up alot. At times a foul word will come out in front of her, NEVER my son though. And I constantly feel the power of God when I act like this.
I sincerely believe God had my wife and I picked out. We were meant for each other and He put us together to straighten my life out and hers. I often think back to my first "love". I wonder how different my life would be now if I were to have married her. It scares me. I am extremely thankful to God above for giving me a wonderful wife and a son I adore.
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow....
*I hope this is an inspiration to any and all who read it. Please feel free to reply with your testimony... I would love to hear it.
...and on that day when my strength is failing, the end draws near and my times has come, still my soul will sing Your praise unending, ten thousand years and then forevermore!