I think it is about time I told my testimony. For those who are unaware of what a testimony is, it is the story of how I came to know Christ as my Lord and Savoir and my spiritual walk since then. It is how God has worked in my life and the journey I have walked on.
I grew up in a Christian household. My parents took us to church every Sunday, we attended church events and I went to Sunday school. When I was six years old, I accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior but my spiritual life did not stop there.
Life seemed to be perfect for me. My parent’s loved each other, we all followed God like we were supposed to, we read our Bibles every night, prayed before meals; but that all changed when I was thirteen.
When I was thirteen, my family and I were living in a small town in Texas. I woke up one night to my parents fighting. It wasn’t a surprise. I mean, everyone’s parents fight. But that night, it was different. After going out to see what was going on, my father told me that my mom had an affair and was pregnant with his child. My father, wasn’t perfect either. I found out he was struggling with pornography. My perfect world had now started to crumble down.
After months of what felt like pure darkness, my parents decided to stay together. The man my mom had an affair with, decided he didn’t like that and threatened to kill us. In an effort to keep us safe, my parents packed up everything we owned in a week and moved us back to Colorado. I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone where we were going; not even my closest friends.
In Colorado, we tried to pick up the pieces of our lives. My mom had a miscarriage and my parents were living in separate homes. Eventually, they moved back in together but six years later, their divorce became final.
Throughout the years, my life has been like Job’s. Job, is a man in the Bible who the enemy was able to take everything from, except his life, and he still stayed faithful to the Lord. He lost his family, his home and his health but still loved God. I’ve ran for my life, dealt with verbal and sexual abuse, climbed out of a pit of depression, lost my home, have grown up in a broken family that probably will never heal, have been to the point where I financially have nothing and have had moments where I didn’t understand how any good could come into my life.
The one true and strong stone in my life was God. He was there through the threats, the abuse, and the depression. He held me up when I felt like I couldn’t walk anymore. He was the one who gave me the strength to move on. And even through the darkest times, He has blessed me with the little blessings. He gave me a husband who respects and loves me for who I am, a beautiful daughter who I couldn’t imagine life without, a roof over my head, air in my lungs, and friends who were there to encourage me.
God is the one factor, throughout everything, that is good. There has been so much bad in my life but He is truly good.
I won’t sit here and tell you that my journey is all peaches and cream. I have my days where I don’t know how life can get better. I have my days where I don’t know what God is doing or what will happen next but that is part of being a Christian. God doesn’t tell us that life will be easy. In James 1:2-4 Jesus says, “Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you my be mature and complete, not lacking anything”.
God has worked and is working in my life. He didn’t leave me alone when my family and I were running for our life, He didn’t leave me when all I wanted to do was take my own life, and He won’t leave me in whatever trials are ahead. I will always persevere and lean on the Lord. That will never change.