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I grew up in a Christian family, and as long ago as I can remember, I was attending a small Baptist church with them. I accepted Christ and was baptized when I was still in grade school. While that’s certainly something to be thankful for, at times I think that those of us who grow up in the church don’t really appreciate what we’ve got, and I think it can easily make us lukewarm in our faith.

When I was growing up, I often felt as though I didn’t really have a testimony or calling. I mean, I was assured that I had my salvation, but I don’t think I really leaned on God like I should have. It took me over 30 years of living, and the most difficult experience I ever faced before I finally “got it.” I sought God more earnestly than I ever had before, and I started to see Him do amazing things.

Anyway, there are quite a few essays worth of writing to do about that, and that’s not what I’m writing this for. I just wanted to point out that I have a testimony now, and more importantly, a calling.

Starting next Friday, I’m answering that call. I interviewed at the church to volunteer in our Care Ministry, and I start training next Friday to become a peer counselor. They’ll be training me to help people deal with difficult situations, and seek God’s healing and purpose for their lives, even through the pain. I believe that God has used this past year to uniquely equip me for this task, and I look forward to what He’ll do next.

Keep me in your prayers. :)