I have been a believer in Jesus Christ for as long as I can remember, and first publicly confessed this belief at about the age of seven in a Nazarene Church in Nebraska. I have grown very slowly, coming from a home with parents who were not believers. I rode the church bus (before the age of 5) and attended church by myself, attended when I lived with other relatives during several rough years, attended with step grandparents, walked myself to church across the street, and sometimes relied on youth groups for my spiritual learning as I did not know what church to attend. My faith has been my own all along, and I am thankful to God that He gave me my faith. Due to weak spiritual leadership and models in my life, as well as my lack of self discipline and study, I believe I have remained immature much longer than I should have. However, my faith is very strong. I rely on Jesus for my strength. I may be imperfect, but I am so happy to tell you that my God is perfect, full of grace, truth, and mercy. I have been blessed with a wonderful husband and many children I do not deserve or own, and do adore.
The following was first written August 18, 2008., Today is November 30, 2009 and this is not about the current church I attend. We have found a church we feel is preaching straight from the bible, and so this references the church we left behind:
Recently, I have opened my eyes to the fact that my church is not just one that “went through” the Purpose Driven books, but has fully plunged itself into the global P.E.A.C.E. plan of Rick Warren. Our church is like a ship that has changed from true north to a slightly different point on the horizon. This small shift initially has been growing further away from God. As we leave the way we were going, I am personally feeling starved and low on nutrients spiritually speaking. I am heart broken to see our church mingling so openly with both program/book driven ministry as well as cozying up to a local emergent church (that is not at all ashamed of itself). I feel the pastors and elders have already decided where we’re going, and the only way out is probably to leave or die. However, I do have some hope that through prayer, repentance, and a seeking after the truth, our church can have a chance to change and go back to a true confession of Christ.
I am not a “little Christ” nor am I only a Christ follower. I am a CHRISTIAN and refuse to give away this title because many died in the early church bearing the name Christian. These many Christians believed wholeheartedly in the Lord Jesus and that His death on the Cross saved them from their sins. I will not trade the name for a trendy “make em feel better” name. I will also not claim to be a “little Christ” as our pastor has said Christian really means because, in English at least the term “little Christ” implies I think myself equal with God, which I do not. I am a person who does confess Christ and believes in Him, believing that Jesus is Lord.
I belong to the Father through Christ Jesus and have the Holy Spirit as a deposit and counselor.