Grace in Action – Teresa

I love hearing people’s testimonies and understanding how God works in their lives. The Bible contains testimonies just like ours. They’re included because they are powerful. Your story matters. Please share it with as many people as possible, because you never know who needs to hear it and how God plans to use it. Consider sharing it here.


Today’s Grace in Action story is a historical one reflecting on a well known icon – Mother Teresa. She was born in Albania in 1910 as Agnes. At the young age of 18, she knew that she wanted to join the Sisters of Our Lady of Loreto as a missionary in India. That fact alone amazes me, as I’m thirty and still don’t know what I want to do when I grow up. I love knowing that at such an age, He called her to serve Him in such a specific way. This wasn’t an easy decision – once she left and joined the Sisterhood, it would be unlikely if not impossible for her to see her family again. “On December 1, 1928, Agnes set sail for India under her new name: Sister Mary Teresa. She never saw her mother again.”

Think about your family and seriously ask yourself if you’d be willing to never see them again if God called you to serve somewhere else. I confess that I am torn – part of me wants to tell you “yes, of course I would leave and not look back” but another part of me wants to hedge the issue because never is a long time. I’d concede a few years but forever?

Mother Teresa arrived in Calcutta, India and served as a teacher and then later as a headmistress. When she was thirty-six years old, she received a conviction from the Lord to start a ministry that focused on the poorest of the poor in the slums of Calcutta. During my research, I discovered that this didn’t happen immediately or even easily; she had a waiting period of two years that involved her continual petition to Rome to start this ministry.

This saint, this amazing woman, had to endure a waiting period. She also dealt with periods of silence, where she didn’t hear from the Lord and felt cutoff from Him. I can relate but until I’d read her works, I hadn’t realized that other people experienced His silence too. I was so encouraged to know that she also struggled.   It made me take her off the pedestal I’d placed her on and see her as a woman who God used in incredible ways because of her consistent obedience and desire to serve Him. God can use each and every one of us, if we’re willing to follow Him and obey Him, no matter what He calls us to do. His plans are always greater than our dreams.

In closing, I’ll leave you with a few of my favorite quotes from Mother Teresa:

“I know God won’t give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish he didn’t trust me so much.”

“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.”

“If you can’t feed a hundred people, then feed just one.”

“Faith in action is love – and love in action is service.”


I hope y’all found this inspiring and encouraging. If you feel called to share your testimony, please comment here or contact us via the “contact” tab on the top of the page. As always, we love hearing from you!

Grace in Action – Nikkita’s Testimony

I love hearing and sharing testimonies that show how great God is! These stories inspire me and remind me that I am not alone in my struggles and I hope they do the same for you. I am honored that Nikkita has chosen to share her testimony here, so without further adieu, here is Nikkita’s Grace in Action.



I was baptised as a Christian from a young age and grew up in church for most of my childhood. When I was 16 my Papa died and that was a life changing moment in my life, I had prayed and prayed to God the previous night and the next morning my Papa was gone. For me, that was the first major death to affect me and I was angry with God, with life and just my circumstances. So I left church for about four years.

When I came back to church at twenty years old, I was introduced to a few missionaries who came from the States and particularly hit it off with one lady. And she encouraged me to come along to the women’s group that had been set up and I did. For months we looked at who is God, who is Jesus, who is the Holy Spirit and what does God say about you. And it was amazing to me, I learnt new things I thought I knew the answers too but most importantly I felt God’s presence in a completely different way. I realised that I was holding on to pain and grief and hadn’t let go of my hurt and I was scared that God wouldn’t forgive me for that. But he has and he always did, because he understood my pain.

Since then my faith has been on fire and the light in me has been relit by the grace of Jesus Christ. In June of 2014 I heard the call of God over my life to follow him and give up my full time job and become an intern for a year at my home church, starting in September 2014, which I did. Yes, it was tough and alongside that I was dealing with huge family issues and yet, what should of been the hardest year of my life, was also the year I witnessed God’s miracles and his mercy. I remember one time in particular when I struggled to think how I would make it through the month financially and I got to the train station only to find that money had already been topped up on my oyster card (travel card) and I was sorted for travel expenses both there and back home. I called my mum and asked if it was her but it wasn’t. It could of only been one other person and that was God!

God is good!

Fast forward to the end of my internship in July 2015 and the typical questions arose as to what next? A job landed straight at my feet and after time of prayer and discussions with various people I realised that this is what God wanted me to do as my next step. And after coming back from Mozambique last August, I had my interview the very next day and got the job!

I am currently a youth and children’s worker for my churches and God’s hand has been in my journey from the beginning. I sometimes think back to what life was like when only I made the decisions and I never want to go back there. With God guiding me I have clarity, confidence and comfort in knowing that I am doing the right thing because my God says so and he wants the very best for me. Each day, I remember that a day in his house is better than years apart from him!


I hope y’all enjoyed Nikkita’s testimony. You can read more about Nikkita at If you’re interested in sharing your testimony please comment below or contact me through the “Contact” tab. As always, we love hearing from y’all!

Grace in Action – Johnny’s Testimony

I am happy to say that my friend, Johnny, is sharing his testimony today. I met Johnny when I was living in South Korea and just loved his passion for Christ and his desire to share the gospel with any and every one he encountered. His Facebook posts are inspiring and poetic and encouraged me to be more open in sharing my faith.

Johnny shared his testimony at our church and was delighted to share his testimony here, so without further adieu here is Johnny’s testimony. Since this was what he wrote when he shared it at church some of it is geared towards a live audience but I didn’t want to change anything as it would take away from the impact of his story.

The Testimony of John-Samuel Etheridge Williams

I seem like a pretty confident guy. I have no illusions about who I am and especially my emotions which are not only on my sleeve but also on Facebook.

I haven’t figured out if it’s yet a curse or a good thing that I feel no qualms about not hiding anything about who I am or how I feel. Within 5 minutes of meeting a homeless person he will probably know my life story and there is a 90% chance I will be crying and embracing him and all the while he is wondering how this lunatic is NOT homeless.

So let me open up once more and tell you as much as my confidence pervades I was terrified to stand before you. I mean feeling like I wanted to vomit nervous.  I felt so small like who am I to stand before you this born sinner? What will they think of me after I testify? Will they think less of me? Will they silently judge me?

But it’s a funny thing this turmoil rolling inside of me; It points to the indisputable fact that God is good. It is truly a hallmark of His infinite wisdom and power that he can turn the most vile of emotions like fear for his glory and as these were coursing through me I watched a sermon by John Piper and he was trying to explain how to retort when an unbeliever questions the belief in God as sovereign creator over all the universe he said something to this effect: “Ever notice how the best moments of your life make you feel insignificant?”

Standing in the shadow of a great mountain, standing in awe of the galaxies scintillating against the night sky, looking at the ocean ebb and flow and crash against the shores.

Its like our bodies are hard wired down to our very cells to recall and remind us and point us to the majesty of our creator no matter what we believe or how far we wander…even in my anxious thoughts he who makes all things new was molding the ground I stand on now before you. And solid ground it is.

Many of you know me as Johnny but the name God intended my parents to give me is John-Samuel Etheridge Williams. For most of my 29 years of life I believed in God out of fear. I was scared not to believe for that I would be condemned or left behind when Jesus returned. My sister used to read and watch those left behind books and I remember crying sometimes thinking and knowing how much of a sinner I was and that I was going to get left. While at the time I was right to fear God that I justly stood underneath the wrath of God to be condemned for I had not yet received Christ. However that would all change and as Romans 14:11 says one day for all, it will be because “Every knee will bow and every tongue will confess” that Jesus is Lord to the glory of God. The shepherd will come back with his staff and his rod.

Most of you know how much I love to socialize, talk ,make people laugh and tell stories. I love people and I love the power of words but in my existence until He calls me home there will be no greater three words that will hit my ears and would set me free, and BREAK THE CHAINS I was shackled with since birth. In my life there would be none other that would care such immeasurable weight. But like most of our journey’s with God this was by no means a direct path and it was never intended to be. I will get to those words later.

When I was a kid I had 3 images of God and what it meant to believe. My Grandma, who took me to her Baptist church which she still attends today Linda Vista Second Baptist Church. Most of you maybe know what a traditional Baptist church is like. If you don’t, as my friend when I was younger affectionally called it a “hallelujah” church because you could hear the bass rumbling and the hallelujahs from down the street.  I would watch as people would shake and convulse or shout and scream with tears rolling down their face. I thought it was funny that they were being silly and would imitate them before she quickly swatted and scolded me. I could not comprehend the concept of the Holy Spirit and at that moment he didn’t intend for me to but maybe to plant a seed.

The second image was my father who was the rock of faith for our family. He was the one to always pray at the rare dinner we had together or on holidays when we were all gathered. I remember him always not for talking about God though he did but more I felt Him trying to SHOW me God. Along with my grandmother he always took me to church but to a different one where I would see kids my age weeping and my dad and other members being moved by His love. I thought something was wrong with me that I didn’t feel that same thing. I felt afraid that I was so not moved  but God said “my child, wait a bit more.”

My third image was of my Mom who had a faith and passion similar to Peter in that she could and would move mountains in His name but that emotion would sometimes lead her astray of His will instead of into his arms. Praise be to God that today she is still walking closer to Him than ever and is forever encouraging me to do the same.

In my sinful nature out of this I treated God like a vending machine. I went to him as I needed, which was mainly the occasional Sunday, gave what I wanted and received what would only be temporary not even lasting sometimes the day. So as the years saw me grow older I sought to fill this void with everything but Him – the wrong women, the wrong friends, the wrong decisions, alcohol, machismo, etc.

I traded his plans for me for being accepted and liked by the same world that couldn’t even provide me with what I was seeking. The same world that said you are not good enough, you are weird and you need to be like us but you cannot be us…

My life flew by like this for some time, but like any plane without a destination and the proper fuel I ran out of gas and I tumbled out of the sky. For years, I was in darkness that it raises the hair on my skin to even recall. Mornings in a bottle, nights in a bar, days looking for love, compassion and acceptance in all the wrong places and in all the wrong people. I was like a sheep wandering forgetting that it had a shepherd to guide me back at any point but no, I went my own way.

I was envious of people receiving gifts from Him. Things I declared I wanted for myself but had no right to and was not in any way prepared to receive. For that is one thing we sometimes miss in Gods plans and it’s that we are not always ready to receive what he has planned and promised to give us. The road is paved with sanctification sometimes by struggle and wrought with strife…Matthew 16:24 “Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me” Take up your cross and follow me….So understand when I say God delivers surely as I stand here today our strength is in him and him alone.

So what happens after we get to the Promised Land? What did they do when they got there? They complained, they griped, they built false idols and worshiped them.

God delivered me from the depths of my futile and filthy mess and I find myself, today in these moments, after he has rescued me from myself looking at my brother, who just had a monumentally beautiful wedding, and just bought a house. My friend from high school who just got nominated for a Grammy is taking off in her singing career. Just about all my ex’s (the same ones who said they didn’t want to get married) getting married and having babies. I look at my kids, my beautiful students and sometimes my favorite ones I pretend for a second they are mine. What would I say to them at that moment if I were to strengthen them? I look at the beautiful babies we are blessed with at Redeemer International Community Church, Ivy, Castor, Chloe. Then there’s Colby and Eunjeong’s love, Martha and Caleb, Traylor and Hannah and find myself saying why not me??! Father! After all you have brought me through, the desires of my heart you have gently planted are blooming so why not me? Have I not done enough? Have I not gone through enough?? Why do you put these desires in my heart only for them to be paraded in front of me, just out of grasp.

Do you see this? This sinful nature, he brought me out of the muck and mire of my sin and here I am with the audacity to demand of him more! You see when I came up out of the waters after I was baptized I felt immense joy but I felt something greater. At the moment I could not even understand it fully but now I know it was a sense of responsibility I had. That I would now walk with him so closely that my life would reflect him in all his glory. Like a sunrise paints the trees of a forest or a child reaches back as he is walking smiles and holds out there hand for their father everything I did would reflect and point to Him.

I knew what I had to do. You see salvation is not a magic portal we walk through despite what most unbelievers or people think, we don’t become the perfect version of ourselves when we rise out of that living water. You see because before we went beneath the waves, we failed, I failed. I was born so imperfect. I carried my sin until My Jesus found me and said “you can put it down now, I will be perfect for you.”

The only difference before and after my salvation is now I have an advocate in the father and I cannot fail. I am unbeatable in Him. So when those thoughts arise when my refuge is put it to the test and the evil one beckons me to seek it in jealousy, guilt, in lust, in anything but Him. Those three words I told you at the beginning. Those three words I told you were the most important words I will ever hear. THOSE THREE WORDS STRIKE DOWN ALL OF IT AND SATAN COWERS AND CRUMBLES. Everything I’ve battled, through every pit of despair God has pulled me from. Every lie I told myself, every person who tried to and did bring me down. Everything that attempted to come between me and the only one who was all I ever needed to find my way back home are silenced and defeated



These words should hit you like a slug to your chest. I’m a big imagery person so let me paint this for you. We are shackled as prisoners, left to our own devices and Jesus comes in triumphantly breaking the chains on our hands and feet with a cry of IT IS FINISHED.

The last words spoken by our Savoir, our Great Redeemer, our Good Shepherd, Jesus Christ 2,000 years ago as our sin drove the nails through his hands. The same ones that he threw open to embrace us, his little wandering children saying “come home”.

Every time something doesn’t go your way. When you put yourself before God or you don’t know God. If you aren’t right with God, When you find your worldly beliefs in contrast to His word. When we catch ourselves not loving His people as he said we should. When we find ourselves not honoring him with the very lives he has blessed us with. When you struggle and when you’re having what we call a bad day. When it seems like everything is falling apart. When we don’t know what to do when the world turns it back to us then we must remember His words. Remember these words uttered by the Saviour and RUN TO HIM…

Run to Him.

My brothers and sisters in Christ…

The war is won and the battle is living like it.


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Exciting News & a Grace in Action Story!

I am so excited to share that my friend, Mariana, will be writing for this blog once a week. Mariana was one of the first people I met when I arrived in South Korea. She was a lifesaver and really helped me with the transition. I was so impressed by her wisdom, strong faith and servant’s heart. She is wise beyond her years and I am thrilled that she will be joining me on this blog. Without further adieu, here is Mariana’s testimony.

Hello, my name is Mariana. I’m originally from California but currently living in South Korea working as an English teacher.

I’ve been a Christian since I was six years old. In some ways, I see it as a blessing but often times see it as an insignificant detail of my testimony. The reason I see it that way is because, although I’m thankful I accepted God into my life at such a young age, I don’t want people to think that I have lived a perfect Christian life. I haven’t. That’s why I’m hesitant to mention that part in my testimony. However, I have learned that with a testimony, the main focus is to glorify God even if it means being honest at times when I don’t want to be. On the other hand, I do want people to know that no matter how much I have struggled and how much I will struggle, I have never regretted my decision.

Growing up in a Christian environment has made it easy to live a habitual almost legalistic Christian lifestyle. I somehow avoided the things that many young people were falling into. Although I would pray because I was told I had to pray, or read the Bible because I thought that if I didn’t read the Bible God would disregard me, I didn’t want to fall into drugs, or status within high school, or other things. For my teen years, I felt lonely in the decisions that I made and the life that I lived. Especially in college when I noticed girls chasing after boys because they “finally found a good Christian man,” I tried to avoid it all. It was tempting to fall into that, but I didn’t want to control my life in picking just a random Christian guy or taking matters into my own hands. In addition, because of the little experience I went through, I wasn’t taken seriously when I would give advice or share the Lord’s wisdom. I wanted to be an example like Christ for people, but my quietness and lack of experience made it difficult to speak and to be heard.

Since I was young, I thirsted for something real and true. In high school, the environment of gossip and verbal abuse and teenage immaturity pushed me to dive into the Bible in a way I had never done before. I was sick and tired of how “Christian teenagers” were acting. So, I started applying verses from Proverbs into my daily life, and I noticed a significant change. During college, I studied abroad in South Korea for one semester and that definitely transformed not only my view of the world, but also my view of God. I experienced Him in a way I had never experienced Him before. I saw His provision when I had no money and saw how He works in people’s lives all over the world.

When I went back to the States, I really struggled with going back to my habitual, comfortable life. I had seen to much of God that when I came back to the States, I was so frustrated with the way Christians were living. I stubbornly refused to take advantage of the time I had back home and found myself judging both believers and nonbelievers. Yet, God knew what He was doing when He put me in a time of unemployment after I finished college. I became ashamed of how I acted, and the Lord humbled me. A year later, moving to Korea was a big decision, but a necessary one, especially in breaking free from my comfortable life in the States. And because of God’s grace, He has shown me so much more of who He is and what He has in store for me. God sought me, and in order for me to listen and seek Him, everything and everyone had to be taken away. And even though I am still struggling with that in Korea, I am not the same person I was when I first came.

No other life is better than to serve God. Even now, I am serving Him in new ways such as leading worship and being an English teacher to students who can barely speak English, both of these were things I never thought I’d do. Following Christ is a daily struggle, and it will always be. But, I can’t imagine what my life would be like if I didn’t accept Christ as my Savior.


Mariana and I living it up in South Korea

I hope you all enjoyed Mariana’s testimony and look forward to hearing more from her! If you’d like to share your testimony please comment or email me at As always, I love hearing from y’all!

Grace in Action – Corrie


Today is not a traditional “Grace in Action” posting in the sense that this is not a guest post or a current testimony.   I didn’t have anyone slotted for today’s posting, so I decided to highlight a “historical” figure’s testimony.   I hope you will find her story as fascinating and interesting as I do.  It always amazes me how God works in people’s lives in such varying degrees.  It makes me pause and realize how small some of my concerns really are.


Corrie ten Boom was not a name I’d heard of when I stumbled across a book review on “The Hiding Place.” I am an avid reader and was on the look out for reading material that would help me in my walk with the Lord. I had no idea how much this book would inspire me.


Corrie was a Dutch woman who lived during World War II. She was a devout Christian, who along with her father, sister and other family members helped smuggle Jews out of the country to escape the Nazis. She and her family were arrested and she was taken to a concentration camp with her sister, Betsie. Despite the losses she endured, Corrie remained devoted to the Lord.

Corrie was released from her concentration camp due to a clerical error. She went on to travel the world, sharing her testimony and encouraging people to turn to Christ for salvation.  She passed away in 1983 at the age of 91. Her writings touched me because they were so real and transparent. She shared her struggles and vulnerability in a way that just reached out of the pages and touched me.


She had amazing tidbits of wisdom that made things seem clear to me and which I have tried to scatter throughout this post. She wrote several books but her most well known one is “The Hiding Place”. I strongly encourage you to check it out.

If you are interested in sharing how you came to know the Lord or how He is working in your life as a guest blog, please comment or email me at so we can coordinate. Sharing our testimony is to glorify Him, encourage other believers and introduce people to Christ.  Is there anyone historical who has inspired you in your walk with the Lord? I love hearing from y’all. 

Grace in Action – Amanda’s Story

As I mentioned in a previous post, I will be sharing other people’s testimonies under Grace in Action. Others’ testimonies should serve to encourage us and glorify God by seeing His grace in their lives.

I am so excited to introduce my fellow blogger, also named Amanda, who has offered to share her testimony, so without further delay, here’s Amanda’s testimony:

Disappointment with God


I’m so excited to be able to write this post on Amanda’s blog because I started my own blog recently, but decided that while I’m a Christian and a writer that doesn’t necessarily mean I have to be a “Christian writer”. While I’ll always have those lenses on in the way I view the world and interact with it, sometimes you have to let go of trying to write about everything, for the sake of targeting and creating a really good blog. If you’re curious, I even have a recent post on it and you can check it out at Reluctant “Christian”.

So I guess this is the beauty of getting to do guest posts! 🙂 And today, Amanda has asked me to share my testimony, so here goes!

The way I’d say I’ve always experienced God in my life is through my feelings and emotions. I’d feel God lead me through my emotions or I would get excited about God during worship or at church or in my daily life. But what happens when those feelings and emotions aren’t there anymore?

I grew up going to church, and even though I didn’t always go to church, I ended up following a leading I felt to go back to church in my early 20’s during a confusing period of time in my life. I got baptized a few years later and then a couple years after that I ended up going to a different church after experiencing the loss of a relationship.

Even in those early years I experienced a great excitement with discovering a relationship with God and growing in that relationship by building relationships with people in the body. And perhaps you need that feeling of motivation and excitement in the early years.

But then the truth is, those feelings and emotions don’t always last forever. And besides, we know we don’t always have the option to do things in life when we feel like it, like writing every day or going to work, or reading your bible, persevering in faith, or doing what’s right.

When I started going to a new church, I felt another wave of excitement, feelings and emotions as I learned new things about God and experienced his healing power in my life helping me overcome years of depression. But again, those feelings came up and came down again.

In the past season, I’ve also experienced disappointment with God, disappointment with not being where I expected to be in my career, relationships, or even spiritually. But out of that what I’m learning is to press into these times with God even more deeply.

As I recognized that I had been harbouring disappointment with God and started to move out of that, new emotions started to return and stir in me. But this time I asked God, no, don’t return those emotions to me, just yet. I want to learn to seek you, to know you more, to persevere in you because it’s not about the emotions.

Again, I love to feel those emotions, and I think that’s one of the ways that I’ve always felt led by God and communicated with Him. But I feel like, for a season, maybe God was asking me, is it OK if I turn off this primary way that you experience being with me so I can grow you up and grow you stronger in some other ways? So realizing that, my answer is wholeheartedly yes.

I blog at where I write about navigating life, blogging for a living, and finding your voice. If you’d like to get in touch with me, feel free to leave me a comment there. I’d love to hear from you!


Rahab2: I hope you felt inspired by Amanda’s testimony and I encourage you to check out her blog to hear more about her journey. If you’re interested in sharing your story, please leave a comment below or email me at  


Grace in Action – Travis’ Testimony


Today is a Grace in Action post, which is where I will be featuring other people’s testimonies. Others’ testimonies should serve to encourage us and glorify God by seeing His grace in their lives.

As always, I am blessed to introduce this testimony, especially as he is not only a brother in Christ but also my real brother (even though I tried denying it a time or two 🙂 ). Without further delay, here it is:

 Travis’  Testimony

Through God anything is possible and is something I have come to learn. God was always in my life but I chose to ignore him and instead chose to be selfish and self-destructive. I was a drug addict, a thief, and a liar. Everything in my life was going horribly wrong and I was the problem.

I pushed God away but he was always there. If you’ve ever been an addict you’ll know what I’m about to explain is true, but for those of you who haven’t gone through that, here’s a weird fact that someone once told me. Why is it when we are doing the worst things to ourselves, like lines of coke at 3 in the morning, does religion get brought up every time? Because God is always there, at every opportunity, loving us even when we don’t love ourselves.


It took going to jail several times for me to finally accept someone’s offer to go to church. I figured every time I’d tried to change my way, I had failed. The day I walked into that church three eerie things happened:

  1. The sermon was about forgiveness and loving yourself.
  2. The first time meeting this preacher he came up to me and told me he had been an ex addict, and felt the urge to come talk to me.
  3. When the preacher asked if anyone needed to be saved, my body got goose bumps and automatically walked itself to the front, which is surprising because I hate crowds.

I was saved that day and a weight was lifted from my shoulders. I don’t drink anymore, and I don’t use drugs anymore because He took away the urge and dependency. In less than 2 years I’ve turned my life around. It isn’t perfect but I’m blessed and my heart is happy because every night I pray for God to use me as his tool and to help others.

I want to do so well in His name that people who know me from my past ask me how I managed to do it. My answer will be God did this, not I. It will make them wonder and hopefully convince them to be saved. Lead by example and spread positivity to everyone around you. For we are warriors of God and need to spread it without words!


Rahab2’s Comments:

I hope you were encouraged by this testimony and understand that no matter what’s in your past, it’s not too big for God. He is willing to use you, if you accept His gift of grace.

If you’re interested or moved to share your story, please leave a comment or email me at I’d love to hear your story and see His Grace in Action.

Grace in Action – Beth’s Testimony

In an earlier post, Grace in Action, I told you I would be sharing people’s testimonies and I am very honored to kick this off with Beth’s Story (aka Aunt Bubba). Beth was the first person I interacted with on this site and has already been so supportive and willing to help.  Her story really touched my heart and I hope it touches yours as well.

 Grace in Action – Aunt Bubba’s Story
On our first wedding anniversary, my husband and I took the top tier of our wedding cake out of the freezer, ate a few bites of it, then made the decision to get divorced.

Before we got married, we agreed, that no matter what, we would never get divorced. We had both dealt with divorce in some capacity in our lives. For me, it was a part of my childhood. My parents divorced when I was eight. For him, it was two divorces prior to our marriage, but we were going to be better and being married than my parents were and his previous marriages. We were going to go to church every week, pray together and stick together no matter what. It didn’t work out the way we planned. A year and half after saying I do, our divorce was final.

At the time, I felt like I had done everything I was supposed to do to try and make it work. I wouldn’t realize until much later that I left out one very important factor – prayer.

Allow me to back up a few decades.

I was the kid who always felt my parents “made me” go to church. I didn’t want to go, but they made me. Church was boring to. I often times fell asleep or doodled on whatever I could find to doodle on. The only cool thing about my Grandma’s church was the fact that she was the pianist. Sometimes she would let me sit next to her and help her turn the pages of her sheet music.

Grandma always told me to “start my day with scripture.” She did, but I remember saying to her, “Okay, Grandma,” but beyond that, never did what she asked me to do.

After my divorce was final in 2011, I started dating again and met a man who I would spend the next three years with. Almost two years into that relationship, I felt like something was missing, not just in our relationship, but with me.

Whenever I would talk to my friend Amy about things going on in my life, she would use scripture and talk about God. It always made me uncomfortable. Now I realized Amy was planting a seed in my soul. I started attending services at Woodcrest Chapel on a regular basis. Two years later, I would finally understand what seed Amy was trying to plant in me. In November 2013, I fully accepted Jesus Christ as my savior and was baptized.

I ended my three-year relationship because the man I was with wasn’t on the same page as me spiritually. Like Amy, I, too, tried to plant a seed in him, but the soil around his heart was impenetrable. He had his own spiritual beliefs, which I tried to understand and support, but knew that our religious and spiritual differences weren’t healthy for our relationship.

Fast forward to 2016. It’s been two years since I ended that relationship. Spiritually, I’ve never felt stronger. My faith in God and belief that He has wonderful plans for me bring me so much peace and comfort.


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I’ve dated here and there since my boyfriend and I broke up, but I’m currently in a season of waiting. On the cusp of Valentine’s Day weekend, sometimes it’s really tough being single. Sometimes, it’s hard being single AND a Christian. It still proves challenging to find someone who has the same spiritual and religious beliefs that I do, but I’m not giving up yet. If you’re in the same boat as I am, I want to encourage you not to give up either.

I’m going to continue to put my faith in God and get to know him better. Now that I’ve accepted Christ into my heart and into my life, I can finally say I’m doing what my late Grandma wanted me to do all along—starting my day with scripture.

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Aunt Bubba

Rahab2’s Note: I really hope you enjoyed reading this.  Remember the purpose is to inspire and share with other Christians to glorify God. If you’d like to share your testimony as well, please comment here or you can email me at I’d love to hear from you!