My Testimony

It seems I have left out a very important, if not the most important, piece of my story while posting about my life on this blog. I’m referring to that moment when I realized how stagnant my life had become, and that I was in need of a renewal of mind, heart, and spirit. Here’s a summary of my testimony.

Of course, I could never adequately cover all of the details with just one page. To be honest, I am quite sure my testimony is still being written with each day that I live.

I was raised attending church, but not forced to attend.  My mom took me when I was younger. At the age of nine while riding in the front seat of our old station wagon, I felt this urging and told my mom that I was ready to accept Christ as my Savior. Not too long after speaking with my pastor about it, I was baptized. This was an exciting day in my life.

Then, it hit – the surgery and the after-shock of it. I continued to believe in God but to be totally honest; I did not know how I could fully trust a loving Father who nearly allowed me to die from a rare bacterial infection. He also allowed my ability to have children to be taken away – just like that.

In one single moment, everything changed.  I went from believing in this giving, all-knowing Heavenly Father who I had been told created me with great purpose, to questioning what my purpose was.

I did not stop believing in Him and was part of a Christian youth singing group for a few years after my surgery. However, as I became an adolescent, I strayed far away from what I once believed to be so important. Straying from my faith led to choices of which I am not proud of.

In college, I continued to live as though I did not know the Lord even though I continued to believe that God existed.  I just sort of saw God as this big “tool box in the sky”.  I sincerely believed that all religions were tools in the box that ultimately led to Him.

About a year before I was married, I was really struggling with life in general. I had a great fiancé who treated me wonderfully. I was in graduate school working on my Master’s Degree. Things were pretty good for a twenty-something.

Despite these things, it just seemed that I could not make out what was nagging at me, and the void I felt. I tried to fill it with friends, shopping, going-out, etc, but nothing worked.

Finally, my aunt asked if I wanted to go to church with her. I said, “Yes.”  The service was very casual with contemporary Christian music.  I was nearly overwhelmed with the warmth and love that I felt sitting in the chapel. It was as if I was the only person there. I felt as though the music and the message were surely written just for me.

I began recognizing God needed to be in control because I was clearly not. I was the person who always had a goal, always kept out of trouble, or at least did not get caught; always stayed loyal to my family and friends, and always presented with the “I’ve got it all together here” personality.

But the truth is, internally I was still that child who was deeply hurt, saddened, and longed for an answer.

I began to read my Bible more and listen to contemporary Christian music which provided a great ministry through lyrics. It became abundantly clear to me that God wanted me back. Or, better yet, He always wanted me. It was I who had turned away and chose to ignore. He still wanted me to walk through the pain, but this time, I needed to allow Him to numb it a little. I needed to let Him truly take over and start to put me back together again.

I began seeing Him in a different way. Instead of this loud controlling Father punishing me, I saw Him as this loving, worried Dad who wanted His daughter back.

In the book, The Problem of Pain, C.S. Lewis writes “God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world.”

God was shouting to me through all of the pain of the years and for the first time I listened.

I sought forgiveness from Him. I felt as though I had been released from the burden of shame I had carried about various choices in life. This helped me to see the true grace of forgiveness. For the first time, I felt like I understood the concept of faith as being more than just a blind and immobile notion, but one that required full attention.

Perhaps it was maturity or perhaps it was desperation, but either way, I returned to the God that created me, loved me, and watched me through the years. I was that rebellious child that learned the hard way that it is always best when you really do follow what your parents’ say- especially your omniscient Heavenly Father.

It has been several years now since I nervously walked through the church doors with my aunt. I have not stopped attending church since, but it is not just about attending church.

It is about not stopping in the yearning for the Lord.  It is about not ceasing in praising Him.  It is about serving and loving others as He has asked us to do.  It will always be about living out a life that recognizes mercy, forgiveness, and salvation.

The Lord has not only revealed His love to me, He has fulfilled my heartfelt and desperate plea to be a parent. My faith in Him is what carried me through fostering my children, and it is what continues to carry me through parenting them.

Another piece of my story is that I work for a Christian child welfare agency that helps to put families back together. I am able to reach out to people who may be struggling with infertility or answering the call to be foster/adoptive parents.  I am truly blessed to have a job that is also a ministry.

So, there you have it. There’s a brief synopsis of the most important thing that has ever happened to me or ever will.

I love Christ.

I need Christ. 

I am a work in progress….

but He’s okay with that.

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” – John 3:16

23 thoughts on “My Testimony

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  2. T

    Wonderful testimony thank you for sharing it. Thank you for stopping by my blog also or I would not have found yours. I am looking forward to reading more of your posts.


  3. Wendell A. Brown

    I was deeply moved by your story, and I can understand, thank you for sharing your genuine selfless love with others and your story. Through Gods love we who face many hardships in our lives are able to blossom anew within His love, and I thank you for your service to Him whom I love so dear. May your year be so very spiritually prosperous and abundantly blessed!


  4. Tonya

    Thank you for your courage to minister and speak out to those in similar trials. I also have a story where surgery has taken away my ability to have children. I hope to one day consider myself fruitful and joyful, not barren! I will try to keep seeking the Lord as my husband and I pray and long to be parents.


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