Seventeen years is a long time. A lot can happen in that amount of time. Where were you seventeen years ago? Were you living in the same town you are now? Are you in the same relationship? Did you have kids? Were you even thinking about having kids? I know I wasn’t. Seventeen years ago today I was working for AT&T while living in Jacksonville, Florida. On this day in 1996, I kneeled on the beige living room carpet in my small one room apartment and cried out to God. I realized that my own life was in desperate of healing. I needed God.
It was an uphill battle coming to the conclusion that I couldn’t do it all. It wasn’t easy to admit I needed Him, but I also have never forgotten the sweet peace that stole over my heart the moment I prayed. It has never left me, even in moments of trial, God has never left me. He is always faithful.
Life is not perfect. I have struggled at times, but in those moments I am thankful for good friends who pray and encourage with scripture. God promises us in His word that He never leaves us or forsakes us. I have been reminded of this many times.
Looking back, I was a 22 year-old looking for happiness in all the wrong places. I thought I could find it in the right job, material possessions, or a relationship. Now, I see my life and I am so thankful that God rescued me from those life decisions. I am happily married to a man I met years later, we have two little blessings, and I am writing… which is my passion. Seventeen years ago, I never would have said this is my dream life, but God knew the plans He had for me. I am thankful that I trusted Him.
God is so good!