Yesterday's sharing was to think about detours that have happened in our lives, and here is what I had shared last night.
When I was younger, I used to attend another church. In fact, I attended it for 7-8 years, stopping entirely when I was P6. Back then, when I had left that church, I had left on a rather rough note.
I was left with the impression that being a Christian was honestly nothing much - going to church was a waste of time, the people there weren't special or anything, bible study was like a comprehension exercise, and that God was just a crutch.
Two years later, I attended Zion for the first time (14 Jan 2007), much against my will really. See, church seemed to be a waste of time for me. In fact, I had only gone because my mum keeeppppttt urging me to go for the first month or so.
By the way, my family is non-Christian. My mum wanted me to go to make friends and not bum my weekends away (hahaha), not so much as to be a Christian.
Nonetheless, I'm glad for what my mum had done. But I haven't just made found more friends, or found something to do over the weekends in these past 7 years - I have found so much more.
I have found a community
I have found a thirst in the continuous revelation of God's Word.
I have found Jesus and am continuously encouraged to do so
That being said, I'm trying to compare churches and all. But rather, I guess my heart has been opened in His time to receive Him when I'm ready.
Seven years later, looking back, I see amazing grace. These were definitely not things that I had ever prayed to God for prior to receiving them. But isn't that what grace is about - the undeserved gift?
When I was younger, I used to attend another church. In fact, I attended it for 7-8 years, stopping entirely when I was P6. Back then, when I had left that church, I had left on a rather rough note.
I was left with the impression that being a Christian was honestly nothing much - going to church was a waste of time, the people there weren't special or anything, bible study was like a comprehension exercise, and that God was just a crutch.
Two years later, I attended Zion for the first time (14 Jan 2007), much against my will really. See, church seemed to be a waste of time for me. In fact, I had only gone because my mum keeeppppttt urging me to go for the first month or so.
By the way, my family is non-Christian. My mum wanted me to go to make friends and not bum my weekends away (hahaha), not so much as to be a Christian.
Nonetheless, I'm glad for what my mum had done. But I haven't just made found more friends, or found something to do over the weekends in these past 7 years - I have found so much more.
I have found a community
I have found a thirst in the continuous revelation of God's Word.
I have found Jesus and am continuously encouraged to do so
That being said, I'm trying to compare churches and all. But rather, I guess my heart has been opened in His time to receive Him when I'm ready.
Seven years later, looking back, I see amazing grace. These were definitely not things that I had ever prayed to God for prior to receiving them. But isn't that what grace is about - the undeserved gift?
I'm especially thankful yamyam :) <3
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