I grew up in a single parent house hold with my mother sister and 4 brothers. I'm the second oldest out of the six of us. Growing up for me I like to think I was your typical child, loving the outdoors, playing sports most girls hate, video games replaced my Barbies, but books were the one thing I would never give up. Back then goosebumps were the " it" LOL.. Not sure if many remember Babysitters Club and Anamorph's? They even had a show back then. Anyhow, I always grew up knowing about Jesus as I went to church and Sunday school. Both my parents were "backslidden", which just means they used to serve God but weren't any longer.
In grade 3 I met one of my best friends Theresa. Her family introduced me to a church named Faith Sanctuary, and it was there that I would later begin to go to church for a season. In grade 4 I met my other best friend Rochae whos mother was a Chridtisn and would also invite me to church. I was about 12 when i decided to get baptized at a service they had, but peer pressure lead me to stop my journey. It wasn't until the age of 13 that things made a turn for the worst! At this point, my mother had started to live with my youngest siblings father and he was a sort of "Step-father" figure. My oldest brother and I have the same father and we are all very close, but now my mom was not in the picture. I felt like I was thrown into Mommy mode with no warning or choice. Here I was missing class, having to stay home and watch my sibling until my step-father came home from work and many days, that meant sitting by the window anxiously waiting and being let down many times as the school day ended
At 15 I had all my siblings apprehended by Social Services, not to mention the fact that my mother was pregnant in another country, delivered a child and he was coming over, but clearly not to stay as his time there felt short and bitter. I was blamed for their apprehension because I had the nerve to partake in an extra curricular activity and came home at 5:00 instead of 4:00 that day. As the tears streamed down my face, all I could say within myself was "Why God"? "Why me? Why my family"? Little did I know, God had a greater plan! As i entered high school and began dating an individual, he was very supportive and a "God sent" in my time of need of support,however God was brining me to a place of brokenness where HE alone would be my rock.
The gospel was presented to this individual I was dating and he soo graciously and simply invited me out to what was the called "The Potters House Christian Centre". It was at this place of worship that I would be asked like a bride to accept the call of the altar and say YES to Jesus and that is what I said. My life has not been smooth sailing ever since that day, oh no, more bumps if anything, but Jesus, that man has been with me from the beginning and has not brought me this far to leave me! How grateful and thankful I am that he would patiently pursue me. My siblings were to become wards of the state after a few months in foster care BUT GOD in His mercy stopped that from happening. My mother, though we were in different parts of the world had become a Christisn again and re-dedicated her life to Christ never to turn back again. My father who has also now re-dedicated not only his life with Christ but settled down and gotten re-married.
I can go on about all that God has done in my life, but I said all this to let you know that Jesus is waiting for YOU! On bended knees he pleads with you, with an imperishable ring written on the tabernacles of your heart, He seals His promises in every word. Graciously He'll takie your hand and ask you to follow Him. Will you say Yes?
Till next time...
TrippleS
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