We each have our own story to tell. If you’d listen, I’d like to share mine..
As a kid, though I said I believed in God, I never really knew who God was. I thought that God was simply someone who was very nice to us, and took care of us from where he is in Heaven. I never felt any personal connection with God, so I ignored him.
When I began university, I struggled with the many new situations that it brings and I felt really lost and alone. I tried to fit in but was never satisfied because I was never enough. After attending a university fellowship for a couple months, the words in the worship songs began to have meaning to me. It really hit me that God is real, and just how much God loves me. He loves me enough to sacrifice his son Jesus Christ who joyfully suffered a painful and humiliating death on the cross. To think that God loved me enough to do that made me want to know more about who God was.
In my efforts to impress others and to fit in, I realize just how sinful and imperfect I am. I may not be perfect yet He loves me, so I wish to live for Him. I can now find my hope and confidence in God, who loves me.
We each have our own story to tell, what’s yours?