Sometimes I forget that people don’t believe in God. And sometimes I find it hard to understand how they could not. I became a believer at a very early age. There were times when I doubted this truth but every time I had a doubt, something would happen to solidify the truth of Christ. I grew up in a family that said they believed in God, but not one that would speak the truth day-to-day. Things would be said, but actions would be different. We were in and out of church constantly. I never felt at home in any church while I was growing up, but I still had an overwhelming knowledge and “feeling” that I wasn’t alone. I was with God. This is still what I believe and thankfully I am married to a loving, Christian man who leads our home well.
Since the beginning of our relationship, we were in church together. I knew that I wanted to marry a man that believed in God, but I didn’t have any idea what that would look like. I had a very unrealistic life planned out, but the reality has been much different! The past seven years have been interesting, to say the least. We have moved a few times, been out of work, had a baby, faced infertility issues, almost lost our child, and have been blessed in each and every situation. Although, it did not always feel like a blessing. Every day, good or bad, is another step towards our future. Another day to glorify Christ. I have been asked a few times what makes me believe in Christ. For some, that would be the Bible. It is full of truth and knowledge. It reveals who God is and what our purpose is. But for me, the answer changes constantly. I’m a firm believer in scripture. It is God-breathed and true (2 Tim 3:16-17). I believe every word of it, whether it is politically correct or not. What makes me believe in God and keep standing firm in this belief is my life. Every thing that has happened to me, for me or against me, is a reminder of God’s grace and love. I have been saved by grace (Eph 2:8). And I keep receiving that grace even though I am a terrible sinner. God’s love for me has overcome in a mighty way and I cannot deny it.
My daughter is a true example of God’s love and grace for us. Not only did He allow us to have a child, He breathed life into her. We were told a week after she was born that it was likely she would not be able to talk, walk, run, or do anything “normal.” What the doctors saw was a child that didn’t have a hope in the world. A child that would not amount to anything. She wouldn’t be able to live a full life. But what God saw, what He made, was a miracle. He has used our daughter in a way that I could only imagine. It has become so evident that Christ exists in a tiny 4 year old. Even her doctors, who don’t proclaim Christianity (if they are Christians), aren’t able to deny the work of Christ. As a parent, I want things to be easy for her but as a follower of Christ, I know that He has plans for her. Plans that I could never dream up. And for that, I am not only grateful but I have living proof that God exists. He has saved her physical life and I pray that as she grows, she will grow with Him.
One day we will rejoice with Jesus in heaven but for today, I rejoice with Him here on earth. I am thankful for the grace that I receive on a daily basis. If you don’t believe in Christ, I want that for you. It’s not an easy road, but the end result is amazing. And living in a world with so much hatred and anger, it is a blessing to see the world in a different light.
(I am a Christian, wife, and mother. I have been married for almost 8 years and currently stay at home with our little girl. Jesus has filled my life with love and I want to show that same love to others.)
What are some ways in your life where you can see evidence of God’s grace and love?