Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Chapter 2: I Found Jesus on a School Bus



I think I mentioned that I would go to church on the church bus at times. I think they were old school buses or rented out by the churches. I remember going to a church when I was in 5th grade and our Sunday School class was held on the parked bus. There was lots of singing and preaching. I remember the teachers saying, "If you want Jesus to come into your heart and save you, raise your hand." I wanted Jesus in my heart more than anything. I raised my hand. A lady came over to my seat and had me say a prayer to ask Jesus to forgive me of my sins and come into my heart and save me. That was my ticket to Heaven. No matter what I did from that point on, I was going to Heaven. I was considered "born again." It was a great feeling knowing I was going to live with Jesus again because He was now officially in my heart.

That makes me think of recent trials where I've felt like I've been walking around with a big hole in my chest. I've just realized I need Jesus back in my heart. I think sometimes we get so caught up with our busy lives we forget what it's like to be childlike. ".....submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love and willing to submit to all things which the Lord seeth fit to inflict upon him....." I don't know if any of those words describe me at this time. I can definitely see room for improvement.

......to be continued........

3 comments:

  1. Good for you! I should follow your example but tend to be short on words. Long on thought, short on speaking ;)

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  2. If it were so easy.... Yes, I need to be more child-like in that way and a bit less in others.

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  3. Krista, we ALL have room for improvement. We are human, and God/ Heavenly Father/ The Lord, well, He knows. That is why He forgives!

    And just so you know, you are your worst critic. From the moment I met you, I knew I wanted to be more like you.

    I tried to be more childlike once, but it made me angry. The adult and inner child kept fighting. My child did not want the responsibilities. I kept telling the adult to just ADMIRE the child qualities.

    I am conflicted...and my chest hole is large.

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