Carol's story of faith in Jesus Christ
I was born on Independence Day. I was born again on "Dependence Day" in 1982 when I decided in my heart to follow Jesus. And that has made all the difference.
I know a couple of things:
God exists and is the Creator of all there is.
He is completely powerful and completely good.
We are created by God, and therefore, in the hierarchy of things, we are subordinate and dependent on Him for life.
When we bow our knee to Him, we put ourselves in the proper position of dependence and trust.
It's a lifetime challenge and daily commitment to relinquish our agenda to the agenda of an invisible Deity. And yet, there is no one else in heaven or earth given to us to whom we can turn. (Acts 4:12)
And how do I know these things are true?
An empty tomb.
One empty tomb. History records that Jesus died on a cross. There is a great deal of meaning and significance to that intentional act, but He did die. Three days later - and His followers died defending this fact - the tomb was empty. God raised Jesus from the dead; and more than 500 people personally saw the risen Christ over the next 40 days with many convincing proofs. (Acts 1:3)
My transformed life.
I would defend this truth with my last breath: that Jesus is alive and that His Holy Spirit transforms lives - one yielded heart at a time.
Self-absorbed, at the end of my rope, living in despair of ever living well and with purpose, I have been being transformed - a bit at a time - since 1982. Others have seen it. I have undeniably experienced it.
The wise men had it right when they came to Bethlehem.
They bowed in worship, and so do I.
Carol lives in Maryland with her sister and her niece. A teacher at heart, Carol has taught biology and Bible to multiple age groups.
She enjoys reading, traveling and studying history. And to her, the feeling of a fish biting on the end of her line is hard to beat.