Welcome to the "Permanent Markings"

I decided that I wanted to start a blog in where I can share some of my thoughts that I have throughout the day or week. While searching for a title for this blog I was looking up fonts and came across a font that is called "Permanent Marker." I then looked up the definition to what Permanent meant. According to dictionary.com it says, " Lasting or intended to last or remain unchanged indefinitely." The definition of markings is, "An identification mark." I choose this title because there are so many things that I encounter on a day to day basis that get me thinking or stick in my mind just like a "permanent marking" on a desk that we see in classrooms. These are the things that get me thinking. I hope that you enjoy just the small random things I come up with.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

The Testimony

Last night during campus church we were challenged multiple times to be bold and share our testimonies with the ones around us.I used to be very shy to share my testimony because I felt as if my testimony wasn't "good" or "flashy' enough. I felt as if it was pointless to even state it, Since i have been attending FWBBC I have realized that no matter what my testimony is i can minister to someone. The use of a testimony can be a tool to fulfill what 1 Kings 8:60 says,
"That all the people of the earth may know that the Lord is God, and that there is none else"
One's testimony can and should let someone know who Christ is by stating what He has done on our lives. Often we learn the most about God from experiences in our lives. I believe a testimony is an account of those experiences. Therefore someone can learn from you "experiences" through your testimony.
Saying this I would like to share my testimony.

I grew up in a non-Christian home that brought many challenges in itself. Growing up I always felt like I was looking for something. I never was a kid that experimented much with worldly things such as drinking or stuff of that sort that we think of. But I didn't feel complete. I was being shown things by the people around me that didn't appeal to me or fill that gap I had in my life. The summer after my sophomore year I found the thing that quickly filled the gap. During high school I worked at the local daycare next to my school as a counselor. That summer the daycare was invited by the local church to let our kids attend the VBS program that they were presenting. Since I was still in high school I was still at the age that I was able to attend the services. I decided that I had nothing to lose by attending. As a small child my neighbor always invited me to his churches VBS and I always remembered having so much fun, but I never accepted Christ  as my Savior. I saw it as a time to just have fun. Throughout the entire week of VBS I felt something that I couldnt describe and for the first time that feeling was filling that gap in my heart. As the days of VBS dwindled down I found out that we were not going to be able to attend the lastnight of VBS because we had a field trip planned for that evening. The thought of not being able to go back really upset me. My cousin, who I also worked with, saw that I was upset and offered to take me to VBS and pick me up. I remember as I was walking into the class that day feeling something so heavy weighing me down. I couldn't figure it out whatsoever. My teacher realized that something was bothering me, but when she asked me what was wrong I had no answer to give her. That evening we were sat down in the sanctuary and the pastor of the church came and spoke to us. I remember listening to every word he spoke and then he asked if any of us wanted God in our hearts. As I was sitting there in the pew I remember that all I wanted to do was cry. But my body did something that I didn't intend for it to do. I raised my hand. I didn't really at that point truly understand why I had raised my hand, but I knew it was something I was supposed to do. The pastor then took me into my office and talked to me about if I understood what he was talking about. He then confirmed to me once again what it was he was saying and then he asked me if I wanted to become part of the Kingdom of God. That evening I surrendered my heart to the Lord. The thing that I remember the most is when the pastor told me that now that I am a Christian I need to proclaim his name to everyone I see. Letting them know the gift that I have and that they too can have. This is something I took full advantage of when I first became a Christian. Since I have become a Christian my life has been very different. I seem to look at things in a different perspective then I did before my conversion. In my life I have been through many things in my life, but there hasn't been a single experience that I have not seen God working, whether I see it during or after the fact. This was just a short version of my testimony. Feel free to ask me anytime I love talking about what God has done in my life.

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