Lent Day 4 – Giving Thanks

In a little church in Alaska I gave my testimony of how I became a Christian. I started with, “When I was little . . . ,” and I was interrupted by laughter. If you know me you know that as an adult I am petite 5 foot nothing. I learned about Jesus in Sunday School classes. My grandparents faithfully took my siblings and I to church almost every time the doors of the church were open.  There were some Sunday mornings when I would sit in the front seat between my grandparents and my aunt, my two siblings, and three of my cousins would ride in the back seat. I will let you do the math. In church I learned what it means to be a Christian, but more important than that I was shown how a Christian loves. I can’t remember exactly how old I was when I asked Jesus to come into my heart, but I do remember how I felt. I knew that I would never be alone.

Today I’m thankful that I am a Christian. I know that God loves me and I know that Jesus died for me so that I can have a right relationship with Him and I know that the God’s Holy Spirit is always with me leading me and guiding me. When I sing the words of the old hymn, “Since Jesus Came Into My Heart,” I mean every word. 

Since Jesus came into my heart,

Since Jesus came into my heart,

Floods of joy o’er my soul

Like the sea billows roll,

Since Jesus came into my heart

Miss D Turns Two

Getting a busy two-year-old to sit for photographs can sometimes prove to be a challenge, but this was not the case for this little one. She loves posing for photographs and she loves dressing up! 


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