Today our guest post will be from a good friend of mine. I've known Rachel for quite a while, and we spent a long time emailing back and forth with questions, answers, or just friendly thoughts. She has been a blessing to me through her love and friendship. Thank you, Rachel, for choosing to share!
Hi! My name is Rachel and I've known the dear young ladies that run this blog for many years. Megan emailed me recently, asking me to share my testimony and I'm so thankful for the opportunity to share at least some of what the Lord has done in my life on this blog!
My parents were believers when I was born, so I was taught about Jesus Christ and His great sacrifice and love for me from the very beginning. I was saved at such a young age that I don't even remember! Some people I've met struggle with that (and I did too at one point, wondering if I was really saved), but now I simply count it a blessing that I can't remember a time when I didn't know Jesus Christ as my Savior and have the Holy Spirit within me.
The Lord has been teaching me what it means to trust Him ever since those early years. My mother was diagnosed with cancer when I was seven and, though she came through with flying colors and has had three children post-cancer (making seven children in my family in all), I was taught the value of life and how quickly it can be taken. I've also been taught how sovereign God is and how He plans everything to work together. Since going through the frightening experience of my mother's illness, I've been friends with several young people who have a parent with cancer and have been able to pray for them, knowing how scary it is. The cancer also changed my parents; it really shook them up and they decided they needed to be doing more to serve the Lord with their lives. When I was twelve, my Dad uprooted my family and we moved to a new place so he could attend seminary.
For the time we lived there, I struggled with much lonliness and insecurity. Especially the first two years. Going through my early teens without the friends I'd grown up with was very difficult. I began to dress and act in ways that I knew didn't honor God or follow my parents' standards. I was angry with my Dad for making me move away from everything I knew and loved. I was angry at God that I was so lonely.
I'm so thankful for the Holy Spirit in my life and that God refused to let me stay in a place of such anger and bitterness. He used His Word, a wonderful pastor, Godly parents, and other signs of His incredible love for me to soften my heart. Conviction finally won over and I began to change with the Lord's help. He began to show my why He had me in this new place and to this day I am so thankful for that time. More difficulties followed in my walk with the Lord, in relationships, in simply growing up, but I was ready to trust the Lord with those things.
When the time came for my family to move again, I struggled at times, but I also had learned that God makes no mistakes. This time my Dad became an assistant pastor at a church in a small town. I was able to minister through music and directing teen dramas. I also met a young man during his summer internship at that church who later became my significant other, then fiance, and now husband! God had taught me to trust Him and continues to do so. Looking back on both the good and bad, I can only thank and praise Him!
I've recently moved again, this time to start a new life with my husband, Andrew. We don't know where the Lord will lead us in the future as we both long to be in the ministry, but I continue to remember all that the Lord has taught me and look forward to the lessons ahead.
If you would be interested in knowing more about me and how the Lord continues to grow my faith, you can visit my blog at www.maidformore.blogspot.com
Thank you, Megan, for giving me this opportunity to share!
And thank you, Rachel, for being the first to share with a guest post!
Please continue to check often for more guest posts!