33 years ago, God gave me life. Yes, I was conceived by my parents and my mother gave birth to me, but God is the source of my life. I am so BLESSED to have been born in a Christian home to parents that loved God (and me) with all their hearts. I don't have alot of memories of my Dad but I remember being little, crawling under the pews at church, watching him teach or preach; watching my Mama teach Sunday School, lead song service, cleaning the church. I not only heard the words, but saw it lived out. What a foundation to build on. Then after my Dad died, my Uncle Henry stepped in and wonderfully fathered me until my step-dad came along. Even though we have had some rocky, rocky times, I understand that God has used him to form things in me that I would need now. He did his best to be a good Dad to me but sometimes people aren't equipped to be parents, you know? As an adult, I love him more than as a teenager I ever thought I could. lol. We have a good relationship now and I am glad he's my Dad. I have been so blessed...
I thank God for all my blessings- family, friends, health, my job, my church, all of my many "kids". I thank Him most of all for my life. He gave me my first breath 33 years ago when I was born, then gave me a second breath after I attempted suicide, then gave me a brand new start when I surrendered that life to him when I was 15. What an awesome God I serve!!! He truly puts a song in my heart and a joy in my soul that nothing can take away. God is good!
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