However, since I'm trying to clean my own house, I'll leave it at that. Instead, I'll head over to my 40 Acts email which, today was entitled "testify".
Share your testimony with someone or a group of people today. How you choose to do it is up to you – whether that's on- or off-line. Remember: it doesn't need to be miraculous, sensationalist or world-changing. It changed you, and that simple message is powerful enoughSo, here we go...I can't start at birth since I'm so old now so I'll jump straight into my 20's, the time of footloose, fancy-free, marginally-Catholic me. I was feeling extremely grown-up having completed my psych undergraduate and Master's in counseling, living on my own.
|it was existential psychology ;0)|
|I could also, on a very good day, be mistaken for Ms. Yearwood (I lived in Nashville for a while)|
I considered myself Catholic because I was going to church on Sunday, most Sundays, and I believed that there was a nice, loving grandpa somewhere in the sky that would be merciful when I needed Him and not mind if I ignored him for large stretches of the time.
I fell in love. He had been married before and he was Jewish but, well, we were young and love trumps all, right? Yes, he was angry sometimes. Yes, he had a biting sarcasm, especially when we were out on the weekends (or at home) having a few (or many) drinks. He asked, I said "yes", bring on the happy ending.
|"Kindness in another's trouble, courage in your own" I was beginning to realize there was a grand web to this life and He put us all in communion for a reason.|
|My favorite reason for being in that place at that time...and my first realization that God wanted me to be happy in life. Also, perhaps, a "training" of sorts...being a local aunt is only one step removed from motherhood.|
Fast forward almost 13 (my lucky number ;0)) years and I am more grateful than ever for this life I have been given. All the highs and lows have been shared with my beloved, the man I know God led me to during a very dark valley and of course, the loving Father who guides all of our paths. How blessed I am that He loves me enough to allow my struggles. How good it is to know that His arms wait for me to walk into that embrace.