here I am, in front of you
There was a new member in our lifegroup tonight. So she asked me how long I had been a Christian.
I said, "um...I am not one yet."
Ciara yelled at me:"Come on! How long have you been seeking God?"
"Half year, I guess." I was not very sure of the answer.
Then after the meeting, this got stuck in my head. So I can call myself Christian now? Me? Really?
I know God has been wanting me to make a commitment, but I have been wondering around some buffer zone for a couple of months.
Last weekend I did a lot of thinking. I felt I was ready. I even thought about getting baptized by Troy because I don't want to make it a big deal, although it is huge for me.
It is odd that I want to commit to God at this moment because these days has not been the sweetest part of my life. My heart ached almost every minute when I was awake. I was asking God to give me wisdom to understand what happened and guide me to do the right thing which leads to his kingdom.
I think God intentionally put me out there tonight for that question. He wanted my answer.
So this is it.
I said, "um...I am not one yet."
Ciara yelled at me:"Come on! How long have you been seeking God?"
"Half year, I guess." I was not very sure of the answer.
Then after the meeting, this got stuck in my head. So I can call myself Christian now? Me? Really?
I know God has been wanting me to make a commitment, but I have been wondering around some buffer zone for a couple of months.
Last weekend I did a lot of thinking. I felt I was ready. I even thought about getting baptized by Troy because I don't want to make it a big deal, although it is huge for me.
It is odd that I want to commit to God at this moment because these days has not been the sweetest part of my life. My heart ached almost every minute when I was awake. I was asking God to give me wisdom to understand what happened and guide me to do the right thing which leads to his kingdom.
I think God intentionally put me out there tonight for that question. He wanted my answer.
So this is it.
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