Blooming

"Yes, I'm a Christian!" I would so easily reply throughout my life when someone inquired about my faith. I accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior at a young age. Growing up my mom would tell my brother and I how good God was, how He loved everyone.... so on and so forth. In Sunday school I would try to memorize verses and books of the Bible to ensure I received candy before I went home like every other child. When I would return home my mom always asked "What did you learn?" I replied with what I learned and went on about my business.  In my life Jesus was just the lovable One in heaven that took care of and accepted everyone...whom I said I believed in if someone asked. I knew I was supposed to be a " good person " but I didn't know I was supposed to be born again . I was under the impression that as long as I made it clear that I believed in Him " I was good".  I had no real reverence for God, He was just a casualty. In my early twenti...

Since I was a young girl I have always had head knowledge of God. I wouldn't say I was "raised" in the church but my mother made sure my brother and I were on every vacation Bible school bus that came through our neighborhood. Occasionally, we went to church on Sunday's. My great aunt, at one time, was picking up my brother, two cousins and I to take us to church along with her. I'm grateful for all of those experiences because it laid the foundation for me to accept Christ. However, I didn't know my heart was supposed to be changed and it was still only head knowledge that I had of God. I've worked in customer service a lot in my life and I would often get tracts given to me from church goers. I remember gladly receiving them from customers and reciting the sinner's prayer with glee when they left... as if it were a tune up on my salvation (embarrassing as sounds). When I hit 9th grade I chose to make a vow of purity until marriage. A group of Tee...