Testimony

Yesterday in one of my classes we were talking about sharing testimonies in personal evangelism. At the beginning of this time I found myself feeling particularly inadequate because I felt that I did not have a particularly compelling testimony. I never did drugs, was not sexually promiscuous, and I grew up in a great home where both my parents loved each other and have been married for over 30 years. But most importantly they loved God and my sister and me.

I came to Christ as a result of my family’s involvement in church. At a young age I was convicted of my sin and repented putting my trust in Jesus Christ to serve as the bearer of the punishment that I deserved. Many would look at my life and find little wrong with it but I was in opposition to God and without Christ still would be, without the death of Jesus Christ. Christ is the only thing that makes me better. My heart left to it’s own desires, is just as bad as the worst murderer or sexual deviant. But, Christ makes the difference in my life. He clothes me in His righteousness so that I can relate to God. He also invokes change into my life, as I grow closer to him.

My realization of this may not have been possible without the faithfulness of my parents to God and their desire to raise children who loved him. I am thankful that they raised me in light of Deuteronomy 6. That is the desire of Stephanie and me. We want to raise a child who fears and loves God long after he or she leaves our household. Pray along with us that God will work in the life of our child.

Due to popular demand I am enclosing a picture of Stephanie's baby bump. This is one of her at 18 weeks.