Miracle in Me

This week, I'm going to share a little bit of my testimony. Because I realized that I've never done that before on here. Today, I'm gonna share about my salvation.

I was born into a Christian home. My grandfather is a pastor of a Baptist Church. My father's a deacon in that church. From a very young age I heard about Jesus and what He did for me on the cross.

When I was five years old I was entered into a Christian school. At that school, I learned even more about Jesus. I even said a prayer once to ask Jesus into my heart, but I didn't really understand what I was doing. I just thought it was expected of me.

So I grew from the young age of five to the age of thirteen. I'd grown pretty good at "playing" the part of a Christian. I memorized all the verses. I had every Sunday School attendance pin and Bible School Attendance award. I even got brownie points for bringing my Bible to Sunday School.

But none of that changed the fact that I was still a sinner. I was a hypocrite. Deep down, I knew it. I knew that I didn't have what my parents had. I didn't have what my grandparents had. The joy I saw in them wasn't present in my life.

Finally, when I was thirteen, I decided I'd had enough of playing church. A preacher came to our church, and to this day I couldn't tell you what he preached about. But the Spirit convicted me that night by showing me how little I truly cared for the things of God. I often ignored the preaching, spending the service passing notes to my friends. I'd do anything to avoid listening. And God finally showed me why. He showed me that I didn't care about the things of Christ because I'd never accepted Him as my Savior.

So on that Friday night, March 31, 1995, as a thirteen year old girl, I went down to the front of the church and asked Jesus to be my Savior, for real. It wasn't very easy because everyone had thought I was a Christian already. I had a real fight with my pride, but it finally came to a point that I had to have Christ in my life.

He worked a miracle in my heart that day. He changed me completely. I'm not gonna say I've been perfect since that day. I've fallen multiple times, but I've never lost the assurance I gained that night.

There's a song that has often touched my heart since that time of my life. It talks about the miracle of salvation. See, the greatest miracle isn't that Jesus fed 5,000 or that He walked on water. The greatest miracle is that He loved us enough to save us all. Here's the chorus to that song:

I have never seen the thousands fed,

Or the blind made to see.

I have never watched Him raise the dead,

But I know when He lifted me.

There's a wonder right before my eyes,

Close enough to see.

And in my heart is where this wonder lies.

There's a miracle in me.

So remember, no matter where you are in your life, whether you're sitting on the church pews or a drunkard in the street, Christ can work that same miracle in you that He worked in me.