Today, I want to
share with you a previously posted blog because I believe it’s worth
remembering where we started in our journey with our God.
Is it mandatory to
experience an “AH HA” moment when you commit your life to Christ? I sure hope
not, because I didn’t!
Welcome to Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and Megan’s
Monday Mantra with Trench Classes United. Warm up that cup of coffee you’ve
been carrying around all morning and join me in my salvation story.
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Jesus knew how much I needed Him, so He snatched me up
early…
My Mother thought our neighbors were undereducated. In
other words, STUPID!
She reluctantly let me play with Bobbie and Tom because
they were the only kids in our neighborhood close to my age. I thoroughly
enjoyed their company but Mom always wished I had someone more my “equal” to
play with.
One Sunday morning, Bobbie and Tom’s parents asked my Mom
if I could go to church with them. To my surprise, she allowed me to go. I will
never forget pulling into the parking lot of a pink brick church. At the
impressionable age of 6 years old, I had never seen a pink building let alone a
pink brick church!
There were no Sunday School classes, everyone just filed
into the church and filled the pews. I can still distinctly remember where we
sat – 5th pew from the front on the left side facing the altar.
No one could ever accuse my neighbors of being a
traditional prim and proper type of Christian family. They worked hard, played
hard, and then some. My playmates, Bobbie and Tom, were always into some kind
of mischief, which was what I liked most about them. Today was different
though. Today they all sat in a neat row, backs straight, hands folded in their
laps, and feet firmly planted on the floor, waiting expectantly for the sermon
to begin.
The most colorful character I had ever encountered, up to
this point in my short life, confidently approached the pulpit. His presence
was so huge that the pink brick church could hardly contain it. His booming
voice filled the city block surrounding him and he wore the largest cowboy hat
I had ever seen. His name was Preacher Cowboy George!
I know he delivered a great sermon because the
congregation was on fire. The only, and most important, part I remember is when
Preacher Cowboy George asked, “Have you committed your life to Christ? Have you
asked Jesus into your heart? If not, then come on up and we will do it together
here, today!” My first reaction was to jump to my feet and head straight to the
altar, but not before looking to my neighbors to do the same. There they sat,
calmly watching and smiling at those who were making their way to the front of
the church. UH OH! I didn’t know anything about asking Jesus into my heart, yet
clearly my “undereducated” neighbors not only already knew – they already had!
I felt ashamed.
I lagged behind on my way out of church. I had been too
afraid to stand up in front of the congregation, to accept Christ, all by
myself.
That lone “UH OH” moment led to a nightly prayer asking
Jesus into my heart for the next 16 years.
That lone “UH OH” moment led to some very spectacular “AH
HA” moments throughout my lifetime. That lone “UH OH” moment changed the path
of my life forever.
So, as you navigate your way through the highs and the
lows of the coming week, please keep in mind ...
Oftentimes God’s “UH-OH” moments are
actually “AH-HA” moments in disguise!
Enjoy this day that God has given you.
Lovingly in Christ,
Megan,
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