Testimony

Many people have a tremendous testimony. Of being led to God through parental influences, accidents, fears, and misery. I used to think my testimony was not anything amazing. However, I do not remember a time when I was not absolutely positive of God’s love for me. I do not ever remember questioning the existence of God, even in my deepest suffering. I do remember being touched and convicted to my core when I attended church. I remember how defensive I got when others questioned Christ in front of me. And how frustrated I felt at not having a better answer to how I know God exists. My answer has always been and remains “Because I do”. Part of me wishes I had some amazing story of divine countenance that brought me to the Lord. I was told once that I should have a testimony that includes how I’ve suffered and come to God. I’ve always known the Lord as my perfect Father. The Father everyone should have but does not. I have stories of suffering, some real doozies even, but none of them made me turn to or from the Lord. There’s a saying that says “I feel all alone in a room full of people” and I’ve known that kind of loneliness. As soon as I cry out to God my sadness, loneliness, or pain He lays his hand on my heart and proves to me He has not left me. The Lord has been there for me my whole life, in my suffering I call on Him, in my joy I praise Him, I know the Lord is my Savior… because I do. - Jen