The Importance Of God In My Life

Born and raised in Marion, Iowa and into an evangelical church, my parents “Baby Dedicated” my life to christ. At age 5 my family moved to New Covenant Bible Church. When I was young I didn't think much of church, it was just something you did and was merely going through the motions. But when I hit middle school my parents made me go to church every Wednesday and Sunday. Key phrase, made me. At this point in my life I didn't like church, at all. As I grew older, I wanted to be at church less and less. And I dreaded going every time Sunday morning rolled around. I had the mindset that the world had more to offer me than Christ did. And so I made excuses and put up fights and soon I rarely went to church. My family went but I stayed

Growing up the daughter of a minister, Jesus and my faith have always been a major part of my life. When I was five years old, I accepted Jesus into my heart. Ever since then, I have seen God move in mysterious ways through my friends, family, and myself in mysterious ways. Recently, I have seen God reaching out to me through an eight year old boy from Haiti. This young boy has shown me the true meaning of God’s love for us and how God always has a plan for us.

I began to understand God’s significance bit by bit but continued to struggle with understanding people’s passion for a distant figurehead. For the next seven months I sporadically attended numerous talks, prayer groups, and events in order to figure out what a faith life meant. I slowly began a prayer relationship with God, started reading my Bible, and attempted to open my mind to a higher meaning. At this point I believed. I saw His love and power work in so many new friends, I learned so much about myself and what I was meant to become, and I understood why His Church had continued for so

Throughout the beginning of my entire adolescent life, I was forced, by my parents, to wake up and attend church every Sunday. I never really understood why I had to wake up every single Sunday and forfeit the day to Christ. When I transitioned from grade school to high school, I wasn’t forced to go to church anymore, and my relationship with god got weakened. At that time, I didn’t really know what to believe. All that changed about six months ago, when I was about halfway through my senior year. I had a few friends who really liked to challenge Christianity from a scientific standpoint, and at that time god gave me his first mission. On my way home from visiting with my friends, I wept the entire ride home, begging for god to help me in the situation.In that car I felt god’s presence, and instantly knew that he wanted me to try and convert my two friends.

Louis, MO, there wasn’t anything special about my life. My parents were hurt by the Catholic Church before I was born, so we didn’t really step foot in church on Sunday mornings growing u. I don’t remember when I consciously began searching for fulfillment in the possessions and people around me, but I can remember back to middle school, always trying to fulfill some empty void in my heart. With disappointment around every corner, I hit rock bottom during my sophomore year of high school. That’s when the good news of Jesus came to my rescue. I heard the gospel for the first time and it was the exact fulfillment that I was searching for, and grace was given to me. Romans 10:17 says, “faith comes by hearing, and hearing through the word about Christ.” I’m so thankful that God would allow me to hear through the word about Christ, and that others would be bold enough to share it. Ever since that day, God has placed a desire in me to proclaim the gospel and see lives

That is when it hit me. This is real, this whole ‘God Thing’ is real. I was a witness to a man called by God to create a space and an opportunity to reach what would be thousands of kids and get them to know who our God is. That is when my life changed, I wanted to do that. Fast forward through high school and to the season of young adult life beginning. I got a call from a friend of mine that was in desperate need for a female counselor for her Christian church camp and if they couldn’t find someone camp would be canceled. My hesitation was high, this is something I had no experience with, to be honest I didn’t really care for middle school kids and a full week is a long time. Something was pulling at my heart telling me that I was needed and this is where I was supposed to be. I went and that was the next step of my faith journey that I needed to take in order to keep moving forward to find the call God had put on my life. So there I was with 50 middle school children for one whole week in one of the most beautiful places in existence and I knew that I had found a new home. God had placed me there to plant roots for what was to come. Camp gave me an open door to what is now my church home in the Methodist community. I severed three years with mid-high camp and then life happened. I found my husband and we began a family. God placed the church in my life when he did, I believe, to have

Moving forward, as a teenager, the church became my second home. While I was searching for the meaning of life through faith, I was able to come across God’s gift. The gift was the word of wisdom, knowledge, and understanding I would use this gift to impact and improve the lives of others. A gift to help others by being involved with me that would be used to impact and improve the lives of others. In the next years of my life as a young adult, I sought for answers to life from the church and with great findings I came across a pastor who later on would become my

We always tend to question ourselves as we reach adulthood- Am I going to be successful? Have I even changed since being a child? Am I really who I think I am? From the moment we entered the world to the day we die, there is a small portion of adolescence where we experience who we really are and what even makes us that way. Although, as a nineteen year old lady, I still have growing to do; I have made discoveries that really explain why I am the person I present myself to be and why others would agree. Today I define myself as being independent, honest, and a psychology major.

What I remember most about those days was the hard times. Because of WWI, times were difficult. There was a strict decline in employment and the majority of people living in Waxahachie lived in poverty. After my husband was killed, I became one of those people. The day he died was the day that my most extreme struggles began.

Most of my life, I had imagined a lively family, that would always be loved, as well as to love each other. December 2014 was when it happened. My parents had always been in love, they even had a movie that represented their relationship. Every day was to be a contented one, as long as our family was together. I felt terrible to have had to experience such grief when the joyous holidays were ahead of me. While I was eating dinner with my sister, the sound of yelling and the thumping of steps down the stairs made my heart drop. What was going on?

I had been away so long my membership ended and there were many new faces that I has not met. Pastor John was starting his series on the Ten Commandmentsand the first being “you shall have no other Gods but me.” I realized that for so long I was putting so many things before God. I was putting my work, my money and my worldly needs and wants before God, I was even putting my healing before God not bringing my worry to Him. I took this all into thought and then Prayer and it was made really clear to me that I was lacking my trust and faith in God through not only my healing but my everyday life. I then asked God back into my life and when I did I also asked for strength and guidance with all parts of my life. For years I thought working so many hours and the 2 to 3 jobs was the way to provide for my family but through God’s grace He showed me that my girls and family needed me to be working but not all the hours with my jobs but working on building my life with Jesus. This has been a little over 2 months now that I have been in the word and Praying daily that God shows me what He wants me doing. Since I have been

Ever since adolescence I’ve always admired the earth that we live on. How the grass grows and the animals move was always mesmerizing to me. Through religion, I’ve always had a large respect for nature and the all the beings that live amongst us. Religion has always been a large part of my life. As a child, I had always been a member of the catholic church and was very devoted to my faith. Although I was told as a child that God was the creator of everything and everyone but, as I started to learn the theories and origins of the world and the universe everything came into question.

I grew up in a house nestled in the mountains of Colorado, with a very unconventional family life. I was taught how to appreciate nature, and how to set up a tent, and how to downhill ski at the age of 4. I knew nothing about God, I had never even been to a church. I was always the kid who asked countless questions, and I remember asking my family if there was a God, I don’t think I ever got an answer. My childhood was also a lot messier than most kids, my parents split up when I was nine and when my mom was laid off of her job she started drinking a lot, and slowly fell into the arms of alcoholism. I remember nights when I would call my dad because my mom was so drunk that she passed out or was trying to drive somewhere. After some time I decided as an eleven year old that living with my mom wasn't safe, so I moved in full time with my dad, and cut off all contact with my mom. My dad felt so guily that my mom was hurting me so he went to court and fought hard for custody and after 6 months we won, it was truly the sweetest victory. It wasn’t until high school that my best friend invited me to youth group. I showed up and everyone started hugging me, and I was so confused as to why these people already loved me. After that night I knew there was something inside them that I needed. My sophomore year of high school I decided to go on a week long mission trip to Jamaica. That week completely changed my life, a friend of mine was washing my feet and at that moment jesus so

Student, businessman, outgoing, dedicated, creative, and willing are just a few things that set me apart from other kids. I don't find myself as being a normal person. There are people who lead others, who set trends, who do things first, who strive to better themselves no matter what it takes. Then there are the followers, those who follow the trends set by the leaders, those who will do anything to fit in and be “cool”. I like to classify myself as a leader.

It is a blessing to have a Christian family. They had prayed for me even before I was born. As I became three months old, I was brought to my family’s church pastor to be baptized. It has been a sacred rhythm for me to attend a church on Sunday since then. All my family are faithful members of a Methodist church in South Korea. Sunday was the most exciting day of the week that I earnestly waited for. Although I sometimes could not understand Bible stories, just being at the church gave me abundant joy and peace. In this reason, I made my best efforts to bring friends to my church. When I was in fifth grade, I was deeply touched by Bible stories, songs, memory verses and other activities during the Vacation Bible School. The Holy Spirit came into my heart that I confessed with my mouth for the first time that Jesus Christ is my savior. God was present and actively working in my life although I didn’t recognize it. I actively participated in not only Sunday worship service but also children’s praise meetings, revival meetings, camp meetings and Bible study. I responded to his first invitation to be in