I love Jesus. It has always been my choice to serve him. Even when I was a little girl no one forced me to believe he died for my sins. I can take you back to the exact spot where I gave my life to him and walked the long walk from my pew to the alter. It was that day and everyday since that I have chosen to love him. (The reason I can love him is because he loved me first and that is important to understand.) I have not done it perfectly. I have and do make mistakes and poor choices but thankfully Jesus is merciful and his love endures forever. When I do wrong I can ask for forgiveness and he will remove my transgressions as far as the east is from the west. (Psalm 103:12) Of course my parents helped to guide me, but I think they knew it was a choice I was going to have to make for myself so they did not inundate me with tons of rules and regulations to follow that would burn me out and make serving the Lord seem like a chore rather than a joy. I went to public school, I played sports, I had friends out side of church- those are all things that helped prepare me for the real world. I was allowed to slip and fall so that I could get back up and learn from those circumstances and do better next time. I am so thankful that I grew up this way.
I have grown up around and heard about so many people that grew up similar to the way I did- who maybe didn’t have the same choices I did and once they became a certain age they turned their back on the Lord and have lived their own way. I can not speak for their experience with the Lord because I am not them and have not walked in their shoes, but I wonder if maybe Jesus was truly ever in their heart? Or was it just something they did because they were told to? It was what everyone did that they knew, so they did it to, but never really knew why. They wore certain clothes and were at church every time the doors were open but it was a religion instead of a relationship. Once they took off what they thought made them holy- they suddenly weren’t anymore. And when they got big enough to do anything they wanted- they did. I want to break the chains of religion and have the relationship with Jesus that I was meant to have. He can be my best-friend, if I will let him.
Jesus died on the cross for my sins, your sins…for the WHOLE WORLD’s sins, but more importantly He rose from the dead on the third day to give us life! Life is meant to be full of joy and happiness but we were not created to live for ourselves and do whatever we feel like doing. We were created to worship and live for Him! I want to make sure that every day when I wake up I make the choice to follow Him and try to be His hands and feet and maybe someone will see Jesus in me.