Its been ten years and one week since I was saved. So, instead of rambling on for a long time, I wrote a poem for y'all (Which happens to be rather long. Oh well.).
It’s
been ten years
One
decade
It
seems so long ago
And
it seems like yesterday
I
was on my bed
At
what used to be late at night
I
asked for God to join me
And come into my heart
I
was the last one in my family
And
in ten years
I’ve
had three best friends
I’ve
grown up
I’ve
traveled to twenty different states
I
began to write
I took up photography
I
met amazing people
I
learned so much
Like
nothing is what I thought it would be
That
life changes
When
you least expect it to
I
didn’t know what I was getting into
I
didn’t know it would bring heartbreak
I
didn’t know about the healing
I
never thought about betrayal
Of
losing friends
I
didn’t know
How
much I’d rely on my God
To
pull me through
But
here we are
Ten
years later
Grown
up and broken
But
deep inside
I
still hold a seven year old
With
childish faith
That
God would make everything better
And
deep down I know
Even
though things have changed
They’re
just as they should be
And
I wouldn’t change a day
Of the last ten years and one week
So guys, tell me, how did you get saved? Please comment below and tell me!!
"At what used to be late at night" I love the humor that always seems to peek through.
ReplyDeleteI grew up knowing about God, evil, good, and the way to heaven through Jesus, but when I was around 14, I saw the damage to others that my pride was causing (not to mention making a fool of myself in a writing class), and I would think wicked things even if I wouldn't do them.
I asked Him, over and over, to help fix me, and I was crushed at what I'd done to the "good kid." There's a difference between knowing you've got problems, and knowing your problem is a heart that can't help loving itself more than its Creator. I don't know exactly when it was, but He pointed me back to the cross. That's when I saw the "good kid" never existed - that He didn't just die for my sins - He died for *me.* And he wasn't going to "help" fix me - but he gave me a new heart.
And that - is life.
I always find it amazing how each persons story is unique. It took me until I was around twelve and to realize how badly I messed up my life on my own to realize I couldn't do any better on my own. So even though I was saved at seven, it took awhile for me to fully accept all God wanted to do in my life.
DeleteThanks for sharing.
-M-