Posts with the tag “trust”

As I share this part of my story, I can’t help but feel like I am a little behind for my age! Yet, when I look back and think about how I arrived at this point in my story, I realize that I am exactly where God had planned for me to be. I am a lifelong Christian that has had many opportunities to grow in my faith. Some good, some very trying.  I have experienced a lot of spiritual growth in the pa...  Read More

I grew up going to church. But not this kind of church. I did all the things—the things you were "supposed" to do. From Sunday school to sitting near the front row, I did it and thought it was the right way. It was a church of obligation, that box you check. Even doing "all the things" and being in church, I couldn't tell you a thing about Jesus or the Bible. In fact, I can't even remember opening...  Read More

The plane landed and my mask was completely drenched with tears and snot.  Before I boarded the two and a half hour flight from Charlotte to Madison I had called the CCU to check on my husband to see if he was still stable and if the CT showed anything new. The call had gotten disconnected, I was an absolute wreck.  My parents were there at the curb just as I walked outside.  Mom gave me a big hug...  Read More

My story is not one I particularly want to tell. It’s not one I like. Rife with drama, heartache and stupid decisions. Such is life I suppose.I grew up in a Christian home. Did the church-ey things like Sunday school and Awana. I accepted Christ young and got baptized in middle school. It didn’t become my own until high school when I made it my own. I was able to be in a small group that dove into...  Read More

It was as if I had heard “The Story I’ll Tell” message series 18 years before it was preached at North Ridge.  Three years before that I had been an unchurched, depressed teenager that was radically transformed by God’s grace during my senior year of high school.  Now as a college sophomore my faith had grown by leaps and bounds but there were parts of my sinful nature that needed to be addressed....  Read More

You’d never guess that this was a day for an epic miracle merely by looking at the water.I’m staring. Staring at the subtle current, if you could call it that. It’s moving, but not even enough to be an official ripple. The liquid dances and somehow seems to return to where it was, but on a microscopic scale. I did what was asked… walked to the edge, laughed in the face of fear and doubt, followed ...  Read More