Typically every Tuesday I share a recipe with you all on Tasty Tuesday. But this Tuesday happens to be a very special Tuesday that simply begged me to share something else. Something much bigger and more meaningful to me.
Today is my salvation birthday. 19 years ago to this day, I asked my mom and dad to follow me to my bedroom after dinner one Saturday evening because I needed to talk to them. I remember it all very vividly and so clearly. As I sat on my bed and listened to them clinging pots and pans while they cleaned up from dinner I wondered how I would begin this conversation (I was a rather dramatic child.) And as the noises slowly came to an end, their footsteps got louder and soon they knocked on my door and came in and sat on my bed with me. Over the next few moments I told them I was tired of sinning, I knew I need a Savior, and I knew exactly who that was. I wanted to give my life, my all, my everything to Him. And I wanted to do it right now.
We all prayed and cried as I made the most important decision I've ever made. Even though I was young I knew fully what I was doing and what that commitment would mean for the rest of my life, and I'd never been happier. To this day, 19 years later, I can honestly say that I've never been as happy as I was on that Saturday evening in July.
I've had some pretty great days since then too. A loving family and friends, graduations, falling in love with my husband, getting married-all beautiful and joyous days. But nothing compares in my mind to July 2, 1994. Every July 2 since then I have awoken on this day with a song of praise on my heart, for the significance of this day.
I have walked with Him for 19 years. I have grown to love Him like I never knew possible. Grown to trust Him. Grown to rely on Him. Grown to call out His Name. Grown to find Him true to His Word-every single time.
May I tell you this-He has never ever let me down. Not once, not for one second. Even through my darkest days-because of course they still came-He was faithful to me.
Have you ever had a July 2 like mine? What was your experience?
Maybe you've never had that experience. Would you like to? Or at least like more information about what I'm talking about? It would be my honor to hear from you.
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I remember when my older brother made the decision to pray to receive Jesus as his savior and the preacher asked my parents if I was ready yet and I shook my head no. I was probably around 4 or 5 years old. Then when I was around 6 years old, I remember praying with our pastor in church to receive Jesus and the next week I was baptized. I have no idea what the date was, and that's always kind of bothered me. I know Jesus has saved me, and that God and I do have a relationship, but the beginning is fuzzy. You are very blessed to have this memory so clearly. :) Happy spiritual birthday!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Kristin! I understand wishing you knew the date of your spiritual birthday as well, but all that really matters is that you have one! Grateful to call you my sister in Christ sweet friend.
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