Challenge 101
The time has come once again. I have been challenged with something I don’t care to be challenged with. I am in place right now in my life of “questioning” who I am, what I am, and where I need to be. I think I know the answers but they seem so hard to make them happen. Seems like the same ole situation with me lately. I have been tried as a Christian, I have been told to an extent that is all I care about in a particular situation. So with said, Is that wrong? I should care about that. NOT true in the extent that “it is all I care about”…….It is important to me. I have this same person in my life who challenges me daily and gets on my very last nerve with the constant struggles we face. Its not all about me and its not all about her. I know what I need to do and cant find it in me to do so. I have a struggle with my heart and other things I need to do and cant seem to have enough time to face them. So here is another challenge that I have been given that I just want to say “I don’t wanna”……Its all good, here it goes. Talk about laying it out for the world to see.
Why is being a Christian so important to me? It not about being a Christian, going to church, or having your kids in a Christian Preschool. It is all about God. Its all about Jesus dying on that cross for my sins, for OUR sins and God having so much love for us that he did this. He made it all happen. So a small piece of my testimony not to be to long is the challenge that I face head on. So with all that said, here and now I lay the challenge to rest and I conquered it once again.
Why is my testimony so important to others? Not saying it is. But if I can lead one person to Christ through my personal experience in life ……Then awesome I did something right and something again to look forward to.
Short and sweet here it goes. I grew up in what I thought was normal home. I had normal parents meaning a mom and a dad. Life was interesting to say the least. Not sure why my parents had kids. They certainly were still into themselves in this stage in life. I was around drugs all the time although really didn’t realize it wasn’t okay. Needless to say time went on I was a good kid for the most part. I was 9 and went to live with my Aunt although I didn’t know why at the time. Most of my childhood is blocked I have few memories some good some not so much. I wasn’t abused as a child, to some extent I know they loved me. We didn’t go to church although I knew of church through my extended family. I knew about Jesus but not enough to sustain me I guess. Moving on to 12 I was typical getting ready to hit teenage years girl. Not really, Things at home started getting rough my brother started using drugs and taking out all his anger on me, He was so mean to me that he was not allowed in the house alone with me. If my parents weren't arguing with each other they were yelling at him, or me. We moved to Port Orchard. When I was 14 things happened and my Mother decided she would take life into her own hands, left us and then committed suicide. Kinda lost my Mom and Dad at the same time. Dad was to busy working so we were left to fend for ourselves. I dabbled in drugs and found they were not to my liking. At 15 I decided that I could take my own life except I was stupid and didn’t know how and took all the wrong medications….(DO you see Gods hand on me now, He was there the whole time playing tugawar) Well I didn’t succeed obviously spent a few days in a mental hospital Where I was deemed fit to come home and shortly there after I moved to Ca. to be live with my Aunt and Uncle. I went to church regularly and youth group and still knew of God. I didn't understand a lot and wish I had more wisdom than that. Came home a year later where my Dad soon remarried my “new” Mom. Life went on I graduated huge success for me. Got pregnant decided I needed to get married if I was going to be 19 and have a baby. Lived life normal I still knew of God but thought you cant just walk into any church and especially alone. So years went by and life got harder and harder and things were not under my control any more. Things happened and we moved to Kent to live with my parents temporally where from then on God won his mission. He never stopped coming after me and I am not sure I ever stopped looking. I realized shortly after trying to figure all out that I knew “of” God I didn’t know God. After months of playing the tug a war game He won and I received him and was baptized I was 29 years young and have never had as much Joy and hope as I do today in my life. It is complete when I have Him on my side. To have that personal relationship with my God is pretty amazing and wonderful to share.
On a side note, My Dad and I have a great relationship today and he is the BEST Grandpa to my children something he missed with me and As for my brother he too is one of my best friends to this day!!! (and) the temporary thing of living with my parent it has now been 5 years and 3 months. I am God's Princess found and saved by His amazing love and grace!!
Why is being a Christian so important to me? It not about being a Christian, going to church, or having your kids in a Christian Preschool. It is all about God. Its all about Jesus dying on that cross for my sins, for OUR sins and God having so much love for us that he did this. He made it all happen. So a small piece of my testimony not to be to long is the challenge that I face head on. So with all that said, here and now I lay the challenge to rest and I conquered it once again.
Why is my testimony so important to others? Not saying it is. But if I can lead one person to Christ through my personal experience in life ……Then awesome I did something right and something again to look forward to.
Short and sweet here it goes. I grew up in what I thought was normal home. I had normal parents meaning a mom and a dad. Life was interesting to say the least. Not sure why my parents had kids. They certainly were still into themselves in this stage in life. I was around drugs all the time although really didn’t realize it wasn’t okay. Needless to say time went on I was a good kid for the most part. I was 9 and went to live with my Aunt although I didn’t know why at the time. Most of my childhood is blocked I have few memories some good some not so much. I wasn’t abused as a child, to some extent I know they loved me. We didn’t go to church although I knew of church through my extended family. I knew about Jesus but not enough to sustain me I guess. Moving on to 12 I was typical getting ready to hit teenage years girl. Not really, Things at home started getting rough my brother started using drugs and taking out all his anger on me, He was so mean to me that he was not allowed in the house alone with me. If my parents weren't arguing with each other they were yelling at him, or me. We moved to Port Orchard. When I was 14 things happened and my Mother decided she would take life into her own hands, left us and then committed suicide. Kinda lost my Mom and Dad at the same time. Dad was to busy working so we were left to fend for ourselves. I dabbled in drugs and found they were not to my liking. At 15 I decided that I could take my own life except I was stupid and didn’t know how and took all the wrong medications….(DO you see Gods hand on me now, He was there the whole time playing tugawar) Well I didn’t succeed obviously spent a few days in a mental hospital Where I was deemed fit to come home and shortly there after I moved to Ca. to be live with my Aunt and Uncle. I went to church regularly and youth group and still knew of God. I didn't understand a lot and wish I had more wisdom than that. Came home a year later where my Dad soon remarried my “new” Mom. Life went on I graduated huge success for me. Got pregnant decided I needed to get married if I was going to be 19 and have a baby. Lived life normal I still knew of God but thought you cant just walk into any church and especially alone. So years went by and life got harder and harder and things were not under my control any more. Things happened and we moved to Kent to live with my parents temporally where from then on God won his mission. He never stopped coming after me and I am not sure I ever stopped looking. I realized shortly after trying to figure all out that I knew “of” God I didn’t know God. After months of playing the tug a war game He won and I received him and was baptized I was 29 years young and have never had as much Joy and hope as I do today in my life. It is complete when I have Him on my side. To have that personal relationship with my God is pretty amazing and wonderful to share.
On a side note, My Dad and I have a great relationship today and he is the BEST Grandpa to my children something he missed with me and As for my brother he too is one of my best friends to this day!!! (and) the temporary thing of living with my parent it has now been 5 years and 3 months. I am God's Princess found and saved by His amazing love and grace!!
Thanks for sharing Becca. I knew almost all of this and I am still sitting here crying in a Downtown Tully's. God is so good!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad I can share. Certainly did not want to make you cry. Yes, God is so good, all the time!! He is amazing :-)
ReplyDeleteOh Becca, now it is so obvious to me (more than ever) why you embrace our GOD. You need to undertand, our God PURSUED you; he RELENTLESSLY pursued you. Thank you for sharing your story; I too cried...but I also SMILED, I mean SMILED as I think about you. You are truly an amazing woman, a woman with a story that brings honor & glory to our God, the One who adores his Princess Becca so much. I love you girl!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing Becca. Your story is one of hope and it shows how much God loves his children. Love you! ~Candi
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