So, I'm curious...How did you?
I'll be honest, my story is nothing special. In fact, I am blown away by the sheer unspectacularity (is that a word??) of my conversion story. Brace yourselves for the non-gory details:
I was a first grader and went to Sunday School with my dad's then-fiance (now wife). The Sunday School teacher said,
"One day our neighbor's house got broken into while they were out of town, and I prayed and asked God to help me know what to do. (Long pause.) Okay! So who wants to give their life to Jesus?"
My hand shot into the air. And I prayed my unimpressive, ineloquent 6-year old prayer to the God who heard it.
That's all, folks. Doesn't get more interesting than that.
And yet it stuck. And the Jesus to whom I called out in that shockingly un-shiny moment 29 years ago is the same one I worship today.
And now I'm married to a God-loving man, raising up a family to know and love God.
I'm growing in the grace and knowledge of my LORD and Savior, Jesus Christ (though I have so very far to go).
I'm putting on a Word-and-Worship Experience event (more to come soon on GodBreathed, coming to the Atlanta area in October). It's coming together in the most ridiculously beautiful way--I can't wait to see the rest of it unfold!
I've always kind of been bummed out at the thought of my "crappy" conversion story. And yet it stuck! It took! And there's fruit today and a beautiful eternal relationship with God because of that so-called "crappy" conversion.
Glory to God...
Celebrating his Christian Birthday. A favorite tradition in our family
where we celebrate the date of professing faith in Jesus Christ. =)