Saturday, May 15, 2010


This summer I will be volunteering at a retreat for missionary women. One of the questions on the application asked me to share my testimony. I rather liked how it turned out so I thought I'd share it here...
I remember asking Jesus into my heart when I was five years old. It is a very sweet memory. I was in the laundry room, of all places, with my grandma and my mom and I remember telling them that I wanted Jesus to live in my heart. I grew up in a Christian family, attending church, being a part of youth groups, attending Awana and learning lots of memory verses. During high school, I put my Bible and Jesus on a shelf while I pursued all the things that many teens find exciting. In college I rediscovered my faith and it became my own and more than “religion” I developed a relationship with Jesus. Ever since that time I have pursued Him – at times more passionately than others. Without Jesus I would be horribly lost and hopeless! He is my reason for living! My life verse is Phil. 3:10 (I love the Amplified Bible’s translation) “For my determined purpose is that I may know Him. That I may progressively become more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him, perceiving, recognizing and understand the wonders of His person more strongly and more clearly.”