Author’s note: I wrote this back in December 2010 when I first started my journey as a blogger. Some facts may have changed about me, my writing has improved in the last three years (I would hope, at least!), and there’s a lot more to add to my testimony now. However, I’m going to leave this just as it is. It was and is my story. Nothing can change that. While this may not be completely up-to-date and accurate, I’m going to leave it here because it is a piece of me and my journey.
Once upon a time, a baby named Elizabeth was born to wonderful and loving parents. It sounds idyllic right? Well, before you think on that for much longer, I must mention the catch – they lived in a fallen world of sin, and were fallen and sinful themselves as was Elizabeth. However, her mother knew the secret to true joy and happiness, the gift of peace and forgiveness, the reason for living and the way to the eternal home – Jesus Christ. She shared this with her daughter day by day and because God so loved Elizabeth, she asked Him into her heart when she was four years old.
Elizabeth continued to grow up in Christ, going to a wonderful, closely knit church where she knew everyone and counted them all good friends. During her childhood, she loved doing projects like Samaritans Purse and collecting money for her church’s missionaries and often imagined that one day she would be a missionary herself. Elizabeth also enjoyed memory work and going to various bible clubs at her church. Although her father and relatives were not Christians, Elizabeth, who prayed for them everyday believed that they too would one day believe and so this fact did not bother her too much. Elizabeth had a happy childhood, content in the fact that God loved her.
When Elizabeth was ten, her mom decided that it was time to change churches. This was heart-wrenching news to Elizabeth who loved her little church. It didn’t help that she felt completely out-of-place at the new one which was much bigger and seemed unfriendly at the time. She began to resent church and longed for her old one. Despite this, Elizabeth did not let go of the faith she possessed and continued as she had before, solidified in the fact that God loved her.
The years went by and Elizabeth began to grow up. As this happened, changes began to take place and with them came hardship. There were trying emergencies with relatives, deaths of dogs, people to forgive, and the realization that not everyone she loved would accept Christ….all of which tested her faith and rocked her being. No matter how difficult though, they were all leading to the person she was meant to be, the person that God had designed so long ago and crafted for His glory. And because she knew that God so loved her, Elizabeth kept true to the faith that she held.
One of the good things that came out of these changes was a contentment in her church life which also led to a better grasping of faith. One thing led to another for Elizabeth…first she became content with church, then she started listening to the sermons, going to youth group, and getting to know the people and though these things may not sound like much they were toning her mind and heart for another change. And Elizabeth kept hope in the fact that God loved her.
One day, in the middle of March, there was a situation at church which Elizabeth felt deeply sad about. God used it to bring about another great change though. For during this situation, she began to feel very loved by the people around her and also by God. Although she had always known of God’s love for her, for the first time in her life she really felt it. A couple of days after this began, she also realized that she didn’t really know God and that she had not made Him her best friend like she so often professed. Elizabeth soon set about to change this by reading her bible every day (something that until this point she had never been able to stick to) and trying to really speak and listen to God. This wasn’t enough for her though, she wanted to share the fact that she knew that God so loved her, and so, on June 27th, 2010 she shared her testimony with and professed her faith to her entire church congregation.
Five days after professing her faith, Elizabeth was buckled into the seat of her church’s daycare van, squished against 14 other friends and leaders from her youth group, with luggage for 12 days in tow on her way to doing something that she’d always wanted to do: a missions trip. The destination was Mexico and the trip was life changing. Instead of realizing the poverty of Mexico, Elizabeth took in the wealth and came to see her own destitution at heart: the love that she did not show enough of. It was also another step in seeing how much God loved her.
The fall of 2010 was very hard for Elizabeth, spiritually and emotionally with the death of her dear grandmother and the dying out of some special friendships. There were times in these situations in which Elizabeth was so confused that she could not hear God and felt as if He wasn’t speaking to her anymore. However, because she knew at heart that God so loved her, again, despite the trials she stayed fast to the faith that she professed. She is still coming to see the lessons that he is teaching her through these things and is trying to just trust in Him in everything.
Elizabeth continues to hold true to the fact that God so loved her (and the whole world) that He sent His one and only son so that whoever believes in Him shall not parish but have eternal life. While her faith is far from perfect and though she still struggles spiritually, Elizabeth is contented in this wonderful fact.
Note: When writing about myself, I generally compose in the first person. However, as you can see, I chose third person as it seemed to fit with the way to write this.