However, I haven’t shared with you the most important part of me.
If you have been around much, you know that I am a follower of Christ. I know some of you are, some of you aren’t. And that’s okay.
Today isn’t about debates.
It’s just about me sharing my story with you.
I grew up knowing about Jesus.
Let’s stop there for a moment.
I didn’t know the difference. I only knew who Jesus was. I went to church with my parents. I was a good kid.
It wasn’t until I got into high school that I realized the difference between me and the kids who really knew Jesus. (Acts 4:13)
I was selfish. Focused on me and my needs. I was always looking out for number 1. I was anxious. I was overly emotional (I was a teenage girl, after all). (Galatians 5:16-17; Rom 12:3)
They were others focused. They were loving, kind and peaceful. They also had this amazing thing called joy.
I didn’t know how or why, I just knew they were different and I knew I wanted that.
As I started spending more time with these ‘different’ people, I began to realize that the difference didn’t come from what they did, or who they were, the difference came from their relationship with Jesus. They didn’t have the need to prove themselves because they knew they were already loved completely by Him. They didn’t feel pressure to be someone different, because they knew that they were wholeheartedly accepted for who they were, in Christ. (John 14:21 ; 2Cor5:17; Ez 11:19)
Through my time with them, I learned that being a follower of Christ, a Christian, isn’t about a set of rules. It isn’t about a prayer you say when you are five. It’s about knowing Him. It’s about learning about Him. Through Him, I have peace because He has forgiven me. Through Him, I have joy because I know that I don’t have to control my life. (Romans 14:18; 1 Peter 2:5)
Here’s the thing though; it wasn’t always easy. Life got hard. I fell away, I even told God I didn’t want anything to do with Him. Which lasted all of a day or so. Then I came running back into His arms, because His arms were much safer and better than being alone in the world. (1 Peter 4:12-14; John 16:33)
I am on this journey, this journey of knowing my Savior. This journey of seeking Him and finding Him. My story isn’t finished, and I am excited to see where He takes me.
What’s your story?
Just so you know, I’m not just asking. I truly would LOVE to know your story. Please email me (talesofbeautyforashes at gmail) or leave a comment below. I read every single one and try to respond to them all!