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My ‘Vanilla’ Testimony

Hello! This post was laid upon my heart to share. God is the God of stories, he writes our lives from beginning to end and fills every page in between. We all love a good testimony, something that grips at our hearts, where we can see God working and pulling people up from despair and pulling them into his loving arms of grace, mercy and salvation. God writes these stories and they stick with us, showing us living proof of his unending love and mercy.

My testimony is pretty “vanilla”. In fact, most of the time I don’t even feel it worthy to be called a testimony, but I am hoping at least someone out there will be encouraged by it.

I was born and raised in a loving home with two parents. We would eat dinner on TV trays each night while watching Jeopardy and the Wheel of Fortune. We lived close to both of my grandparents, we would ride bikes all spring and summer, celebrate the holidays with several family members, and we would do most things together as a family. I had good friends, I rarely drank alcohol in high school, and I never did drugs. I was a member of the FFA, Senior Class President, and voted Prom Queen. My life was carefree…life was good. I was missing a large piece to my heart though.

When I was 18 I moved away to college, 2.5 hours away from home where I knew no one. I found close friends quickly and became involved on my college campus. My friend Sumer (and later roommate) took me to church on February 10th of 2003. She had found “a really popular church that all the college kids go to.” I had never been to church before in my life unless it was to attend a wedding. We walked into the church and there were maybe 40 people in attendance and we were the youngest people there by about 30 years (I was 18 at the time). We had went to the wrong church. That morning I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior.

God works in BIG ways because that church became my first church family, my safety zone. I had never been to church before, I knew nothing about Jesus or his life. I opened the Bible and thought “wow, it tells the times things happened”….I thought James 3:16 meant that it happened at 3:16 AM. Because the church was so small I could ask any question I wanted to and everyone was eager to help me learn. That spring I learned that the Easter Bunny has NOTHING to do with Easter. I had never known the true meaning of Easter.

When we moved to our current location we fell away from church and slowly away from Jesus. This December we both had a wake up call, we needed to put God first in our lives again. We needed to find a church, we needed to get back to God. Jesus is the one true light, the one true way. He is the one that will redeem me, Jesus is the one who will save me. His grace and mercy are bigger than I am and his plans for me is greater than the plan I have for myself. Jesus saves us from our sins, and remember that all sins are equal.

My testimony does not make people clutch at their pearls, or take their breath away, it won’t be made into a Hallmark movie. But I hope to encourage those of you with similar testimonies to share yours. We should all share what He has done for us. How living and serving the Lord has changed our lives. His love is amazing. His grace and salvation are amazing gifts that He gives to us because He loves us unconditionally. Jesus saves.

Happy Tuesday friends!

-Jenna

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20 thoughts on “My ‘Vanilla’ Testimony

  1. All testimonies are meant to be shared. I think more people than not grew up just like you…maybe believing there was a God but not really understanding it all. I even went to church but often alone because my parents did not often attend but I still felt so inadequate. I stayed away from church for years because I felt I was not worthy. Finding grace changed my life and I believe will help my kids to all have a better life…not without struggle of course…but with His arms to carry them through. Thanks for sharing! I know it takes a brave heart.

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    1. Shelly I have the same prayers for my own kids. I pray that they find grace and keep it in their hearts. Thank you so much for sharing your story with me!

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