My Story.

So, at my church yesterday the minister encouraged us to write down our "story".

I don't have much of a story.

I was born into a Christian family with both maternal and paternal sides being church going God fearing believers.  I was always taught right from wrong and once while a group from Ozark Bible College was playing music for our church service, I had this complete and overwhelming feeling of joy.  It was the weirdest feeling.  I turned to my friends and they looked at me like I was crazy but I just knew.  I got baptized shortly after that and I lived a pretty low profile life.  I didn't cuss, I didn't drink, I didn't do drugs, I didn't party.  Not because I was afraid to, but because I genuinely had no desire to.

I went away to a college that is considered a Christian liberal arts school.  LOVED IT!!  I remained somewhat low profile except I would occasionally say a four letter word for comic effect.  I still didn't drink and I still didn't do drugs.  I graduated and lived in my own apartment for a few years and then married a good Christian man and we are raising two children.

See.  Pretty boring.  I could throw in the story about how my lip fell off or about the time I was not caught for breaking and entering but they are way less exciting if I finish them so I will refrain.

I have been feeling lately that God would want me to do more with my life for his kingdom.  I know that it is by nothing that I do that he gives me his grace but I know that he also wants us to love those around us.  So, when the minister spoke of his teacher wife who has students of hers that come into class wearing the same clothes and are abused by whomever is supposed to be protecting them, it started my wheels turning, and then that night when my family was out for a warm spring evening and we ran into a homeless woman with three small children again...the wheels.

I don't know what I am supposed to be doing with this information but I'm going to figure it out.  There are people hurting out there all around us.  They are in need of the basic necessities in life.  Don't assume that there is nothing you can do look to see where you can pitch in.  You don't want your story to be they were born, they lived, they died do you?

Get out there and change the world!!