My Story



So you wanna know a little about me… Well here goes.  I was a tired weary broken sinner, utterly lost,without hope, terrified of what the next second might bring.  Then one day I saw a glimmer of light, a nugget of Truth, I looked around me at the majesty of the world and realized that there was a God, He was there, and best of all He loved me.  Now one day I’ll tell my whole story but right now it doesn’t matter.  All that matters is that in one perfect, amazing, precious, priceless, utterly unforgettable, wonderful moment in October 2010 as I stood singing on a Sunday in the church my husband works at it happened.  God happened.  He spoke to me plain as day, quiet, right into my heart, yet a shout I couldn’t deny or ignore.  “Now, come to me, go”  If the minister walks back that way, I thought, I’ll know this isn’t my imagination.  Before I even finished thinking it he turned around and I was at the aisle, walking almost floating it seemed.  Not seeing anything but the cross up front, His cross, the one stained with the blood He shed for me, my Savior’s cross.  Well, with the minister I prayed that prayer asking the Lord to forgive me, to save me, and I was overwhelmed with the most amazing peace.  Peace, peace something I had never really known, something so sweet, so precious, so perfect.  From that day to this the sins and demons of my past are dead they can’t hurt me anymore because I am a daughter of the one true King.  I am washed in His blood, made whole, pure, clean.  His love surrounds me, protects me, will never leave me and I can rest in the everlasting comfort of that love.  The strength it gives me is unending, enables me to things I never thought possible, like write this blog, speak to strangers about the love that fills me, sing praises to God in front of our Church, give my last few dollars to the person who needs it maybe more than me, homeschool my child when I sometimes feel so inadequate, to live my life in a way I hope and pray brings only honor and glory to God.  That’s me.  Totally helpless on my own, broken, afraid but with God putting my trust in Him, doing all things as if to His glory  then I am a wife, mom, friend, neighbor, I am His.  I am who He wants me to be because “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.  – Phil 4:13”