A Testimony

I have been in denial for a long time now that I could ever have a child old enough to start kindergarten!  I still see my hulking almost-five-year-old as the wobbly-walker in the picture from my last post...much to his dismay!!  But reality waits for no man, and I am over my head in notoriously-lengthy Christian school applications.

Of the 20+ pages I've had to fill out, I was asked to write a VERY brief testimony of my faith in God.  For those of you who know me (or read the rabbit-trails of this blog), it's obvious that my conversational, stream-of-consciousness writing doesn't lend itself to concise answers.  And so I wrestled....type, edit, delete, type, run out of space, delete, re-type, still run out of space, delete, etc., etc., etc...Until I arrived at the following (not nearly all I wanted to say, but enough to fit in the amount of space allotted).  It was a great drill for me because while I enjoy talking about God's bountiful presence in my life, I have a feeling people might rather hear this shortened version!


As is the case for most people who were fortunate enough to grow up in a Christian home, I cannot pinpoint a specific time or way that I came to Christ.  Who he is and the sacrifice he made for me was always communicated in my family.  However, as I continue to grow in Christ I find that with each new day comes new opportunities for self-sacrifice and submission to the will of God in His Word. (Mk. 8:34-36)  My hope is that by the end of my time here on earth I will be able relate to the Lord as intimately as Job and speak his words with my last breath:
"I know that thou canst do everything, and that no thought can be withholden from thee.  Who is he that hideth counsel without knowledge? therefore have I uttered that I understood not; things too wonderful for me, which I knew not...I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee.  Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes." (Job 42:2-6)