A Spiritual Journey (mine)

I was born at a young age. This is my Journey of spiritual growth. Everyone in my family knew God almost all of us went to church every Sunday. Mom and Dad were both Christians. This influenced me greatly knowing my two favorite people in the whole world followed Jesus then I should be a follower like them. As a kid I never really noticed what was a God moment and what wasn’t all I knew is that if I loved Jesus then he would help me out in everything I did.I had one time of depression when I was a child when I was seven my great grandma died. I barely knew her but I still was old enough to understand what this meant. I cried as all kids do. We went to the funeral home I saw her there. No life in her only an empty body. My dad told me not to worry because God is with her and she is worshipping God like she did on earth and that one day I could meet her again. This growth taught me to be strong because God is there.


When I grew out of childhood and became a pre teen it was a time of growth for me spiritually. Middle school youth group and just different events in my life that hurt a lot but my dad and mom helped me see God’s good in it. My mom and Dad pointed me to God but I accepted Christ in 5th grade at a summer camp. When I was ten years old my aunt Lana passed away. She was 33 years old. It hurt so bad. I couldn’t express my hurt to anyone but my family. No one understood. I prayed to God for comfort and he comforted me. I knew God was there and even though life hurt I trusted he would help me get through it. I grew so much through these years. There was a lot of hurt but God showed me that I can love even deeper than I thought I could. Hurt included the loss of many friendships and the whole idea of grades in my life and not doing well. All of this prepared me for my high school years

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 In high school God showed me my calling. I was able to preach in front of church and this made me feel like I was made to do this. That is when I discerned my call from God. When I was a senior in high school my grand father passed away. It was Christmas and we all headed home then at 2:01 our family got a call that grandpa had passed away from cancer. This really challenged me. I cried and prayed for comfort. It came but that didn’t stop the hurt. I really saw strength from my father in that time and it astounded me. Me and my cousins carried Grandpa’s casket to the grave and that was it. The hurt was still there and I thanked God so much for his faithfulness in his comfort. The thing that maybe hurt almost as much as that is when I cam back from break and I walked around not one person asked why I looked sad or if I was okay it hurt. The friends I thought I had to comfort me weren’t there at all. This taught me that in the end the only person I can rely on is God. He never lets me down and is always there for me no matter what. I trusted God and he brought me to Kuyper.College has been quite the experience I have grown up faster than I can notice. I have gained a whole new depth of understanding for relationships and what true friendship means.  


God has changed and shaped me into a man and hopefully will continue to do so. Hopefully this skim view of my life and how I have grown spiritually.   God is good through all things and I thank him everyday for all he has done for me.