My Walk in Christianity…I was raised in the typical southern family with typical southern, Christian parents. I was raised in church, became a Christian at 10, and lived a very happy childhood in faith. Then I hit my teenage years and things just changed. When you are a young adult you think you have life all figured out. Boy do you realize quickly that you are so very wrong. I will say that when I was in my early 20s I wasn’t the best Christian. I did a lot of things I shouldn’t have. I made a lot of bad decisions, and I had to face a bunch of yucky consequences that lasted well into my 30s. I pushed God aside, thought I didn’t need Him, and even looked into other “gods”. I’m not proud of any of those things, but what amazes me was every time one of those things failed, there was my God waiting for me with open arms. It wasn’t until last year when I started seeing Jesus as a different part of God. For years and years God was God and Jesus was His Son. There wasn’t that …relationship. I fell in love with Jesus after He saved my life. I was severely depressed, heavily medicated and I wanted to die. As I was taking handfuls of pills I saw the most beautiful face in the world with the sweetest tear-filled eyes begging me to stop. Yes, God spoke to me, and even though it was at the lowest point of my life, it is one of my sweetest memories. The point is, at that moment Jesus became my life, and that is when he TRULY saved me I think.
The man of my dreams…Jesus