Getting right with God

      As a child, I have always enjoyed the different ways of learning about God to the point that I can understand it in my mind. Like others and as many Children of God, we stray off the path that he has set for us. This is not just a blog, this is a story of truth and a testimony of all that I've been through. Some may be able to relate to this, and this just may open the eyes, hearts and minds of others that want to get right. I ask suggest to you as another open minded person, to share this with someone that can relate to this and want to seek God and his son Jesus Christ in their hearts.

      When I was a kid, I would sit up late with my mom and sisters and watch Christian music videos on a Friday night. I always enjoyed it, we saw some that might have been serious and touch the heart and some that we rocked out to and made us laugh. Some people view Christians as 'pushy believers' but we weren't raised that way. We were raised to know who God is, to allow him in our hearts, and spread his word for others to know him. To be honest, I never liked getting up early at all, and especially on the weekend. so for me to get up early on a Sunday when I already did Monday-Friday was crazy. But when I got to church on Sundays or even Sunday School, I loved sharing what I went through as a testimony and love speaking to the adult Sunday School Class what we learned. Out of me and my 2 sisters, I guess you can say I was the bold one that wanted to be heard and have people hear my point of view, the God showed me things. As got older, understood and learned how to share the Word of God to others like me or younger than me in a manner that they would get it. I never forced things on people, that wasn't who I was, God didn't make me that way. I would always tell my friends, "I'm not forcing you to become something your not or believe in something you may not believe in, but I know God knows what your going through. He just wants you to go to him about it. There's only so much we can do." And sure enough, not only did they respect what I tell them, but took it into consideration. By time I had graduated High School, I was strayed away from the road that God had me on, to a road that said "short cut" in my mind and for some will know exactly what I'm talking about. This was the start of feeling alone and leaving God's side.

      As a High School Graduate, I kinda started changing who I was, who God made me to be. I had hit rock bottom for about a 1yr-1yr 1/2, and for me that was depression and following what the world said I was suppose to be. My mom and dad had things that weren't working out and she left with my grandmother to Oregon(we are in Georgia, so that's across the U.S.). I had never felt so much pain like I did when she left. I cried every day. She had left a week before my birthday, so that year it wouldn't have been the same. To others when I laughed or smiled, they thought I was okay, but I really wasn't. I had lost a friend that understood me the most besides God, and even though we had our differences, no one got me like she did. I felt like other kids my age who's parents were separated. Even though she came back two months later, I was still having my own personal problems. I was still following the world as I was mad at it at the same time. All my struggles I dealt with, I was not proud how I dealt with it. There were a lot of things that I was not proud of and most of all, I lost my faith in God even though I believed in him still. I had needed a change, I wanted to be the happy little girl he knew and that I knew as well. I wanted to be me again....

      The Year is now 2012, the start of my happiness came back Christmas of 2010. I had been proposed to by my best friend from band. I had always believe that he made our friendship for a reason and put us together because we needed each other. November 16, 2011 he gave me another reason to be happy. God had blessed me and my fiance with a healthy baby boy. I was so blessed that nothing bad had happen to him or even come with him through his birth, but this opened my eyes to the fullest. I was now a mom, and I have someone to protect from the evils in this world. As February 2012 came, God had called me to the front of the Sanctuary as a teacher would to a student to the front of the class. There is where I fell to my knees and laid every burden I had carried on my back and in my heart from 2008 to now on the table. I cried my eyes out for forgiveness, I didn't want to die this way; I didn't want to be rejected at Gates of Heaven; I didn't want to Burn in Hell for Eternity. I had to change, for me, my family, for God, and for my son. I cried to him, "Lord, I am sorry for what I've done and who I became. Forgive me for leaving your side, Forgive me for not turning to you. Help me to become stronger than what I am. Let me know that it is okay, let me know that you still love me and that I am forgiven!" As soon as I spoke those words, fellow church members, his angels/children placed their hands upon my back and started to pray. I knew God had herd my cry, I knew he had forgiven me. Then I herd him speak to me through two men from the church. One man had said to me, "I could see that you had so many burdens on your back that you carried for so long, and once you told him what it was I saw it being released. Its over, that suffering and pain is over and he loves you and forgives you."; Another man had told me, "Anytime when we feel alone or have hit our rock bottom, God is always there. Tell him what it is, and he will deal with it. God loves you and forgives you". Just to hear in two different ways that I was forgiven and that he loves me still made me happy. I went back that day and apologized to my parents if I had ever hurt them in the past to forgive me.

      I have learned that its not to late, its never to late to turn you life around and get right with God. I am back in his arms and working my talents through him. I share this story, my story because I know that there is someone out their there that needs to hear this and needs to know that I understand what its like and how hard it is. I want to allow this story to touch others and whether you believe in him or not, he is there and he is want and willing to help you. Now the question is.....

......will you let him?