When I was about 10 or 11, my parents left that Lutheran church in the midst of some difficult family pressures for a solid Bible teaching church, where the gospel was preached. It was through these sermons that the veil was removed and I finally understood the seriousness of my own sin, that I was deserving of hell, and could NOT get to heaven on my own. I placed my faith in Christ and His atoning work on the cross, and the Holy Spirit began to work in my life, convicting me of sin, and giving me a hunger for the Word and a desire to grow as His child.
Although I grew some as a teenager, my spiritual growth has become more evident as an adult, as the Lord has graciously given blessings and trials to bring me closer to Him. I’m blessed to be going through life with a godly husband (I met/married Andy in 1998/99) and eventually the Lord gifted us with four children—whom are all tremendous blessings (and, if I’m honest, are also a major source of the Lord’s refining work in my life). We are striving to raise them up according to the Word, and I’m learning to trust the Lord through some health struggles and other ups and downs along the way. I’m aiming to set my mind on things above (Colossians 3:2), so as to better think about trials with God’s will in mind, and to mother my children in a godly way.