At around the young age of 3 or 4 years old, I told my mother that I did NOT want to go to hell, and that I wanted to become a Christian and go to heaven when I die.
My mother was the one who led me to Christ that day.
At around 5 years, I 'attempted' to get baptized, but since it was under a bridge somewhere in Michigan and the water was PRETTY SCARY....I TOTALLY chickened out!
I was eventually baptized at the age of 8 or 9 (I'm not 100% on the age, but my parents still have the baptism certificate) at a church in Winnipeg.
Now, to push things up a 'few' years....
I and my husband Jason live on an acreage with 2 horses and several other small animals.
God has seen fit to bless us with our twin daughters (now 5) and a single little princess.(now 2)
We are attending a non-denominational church and are VERY blessed with pastors that love and serve God. I have been able to become a part of one of the worship teams there, and am using my music abilities to serve and worship in the church.
Something that I had realized several years ago, before I had my youngest....was how I would, on occasion, worry about my twins and all the 'what ifs' that I'm sure alot of other mothers out there experience.
It was as if the Holy Spirit slammed my chest as I was driving home from work one afternoon.
How could I....be so bold as to even ASSUME that I could protect my children ALONE?!?!
I was forced to acknowledge, that it was GOD that had blessed me with these little ones, and I needed to allow and trust HIM to protect and shield them.
Do I need to be sloppy? NO!!!
I just need to leave my worry at Jesus' feet and continue to raise my Beautifuls to love their God and serve only Him.
I just needed to realize, that there are things that are WAY out of our control and that EVERYTHING is in HIS ultimate and amazing hands!
Something else that I have noticed, is that I have a MUCH closer bond to my daughters that I probably would not have had I not gone thru such hard times in my past.
There has yet to be a day, where I don't hear the sweet words " I love you." from my three little ones.
Those three words are SO precious to me.
Now, don't get me wrong...I TOTALLY realize that there are days coming, where I will hear less 'friendly' words coming from them, but I hope that I am able to continue talking and keeping ALL subjects open with them.
Just the other day, my little 2 year old said as I was putting her down for her nap, "God is in heaven, and He's in our hearts....He saves ALLLLL the people and is our Saviour!"
Proverbs 22:6 (KJV)
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.
I don't know what else to say, other than..... GOD IS GOOD!