I don't know that I have shared very much of my "back story" on here. I want to give you guys a better idea of how I got to where I am today, so that you might understand me a little more. It really is a looong story.
Let me just give ya the short version.
I was saved at the age of 4. I grew up in a Christian home. My dad was a preacher. We were at church 3-4 times a week at least. I went to small Christian schools all my life, never attended one day of public school. All of my friends were either from church or school.
I lived in a "bubble" of sorts...but it was a great life.
At the age of 18 the demise of my sheltered Christian life began.
It took about 2 yrs and a traumatic family event to get me completely out of church.
I got married, had a baby, got divorced and lived (utterly miserably) in the world for 10 yrs.
In April 2011, God grabbed a hold of my heart once again, but this time I did not have the strength to fight Him. I had fallen so far down, but not too far for Him to reach.
He pulled me out of depression, alcoholism and so much more.
I am so thankful to serve a God of not just "a second chance", but a God of "another chance"!!
He lead me to a wonderful church, that also happens to be over an hour away from my house (and in another state). Some of my family already attends the church and I actually graduated high school at the church's Christian Academy.
It is at this church several months ago where I met my D. :o)
I have jumped head first into serving Him and following His Will for my life. As soon as my lease is up in February, I plan on permanently moving to NOLA. Until then, I spend my weekends there with my family, my D and my church.
Life is crazy, life is busy, but life in the Will of God is good!
We are having our Missions Conference at church this week. This is my first one to attend. I have seen/heard from Missionaries before but never have been thru an entire Missions Conference. We have a great speaker and some amazing, dedicated Missionary families visiting. I have thoroughly enjoyed meeting these families and hearing of their burden for the lost and dying in other countries around the world. I have so much admiration for those that have been called to a foreign field. They are remarkable, obedient servants of Christ. Even though God may have not called me (at least not yet that I know of) or you to a foreign country, we can still be Missionaries here at home...spreading the Gospel to the lost in our own town or city.
Recently, I have come across a few blogs written by Missionary wives. They have been a blessing to me and I would just like to share them with you as well.
Maria and her family are in Jamaica.
Jessi and her family are in Kenya.
Please keep them all in your prayers!