Finding Your Place In Christ
I grew up attending a Missionary Baptist Church in a small rural town and became highly involved throughout my childhood years. It seemed as though every Sunday I had a different task whether it be leading, ushering, singing, or playing an instrument. I would even represent my church on occasion within our county and state unions by participating in some competitive event or by serving as an officer within a certain department. However, it wasn’t until my adult years that I really grew passionate about service to the Kingdom and found genuine praise within myself.
When my father was diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer’s disease my sophomore year of high school I felt as if my world was coming to an end. I resented God and his love for many years after. Although I was one of the head youth leaders in my church and had several roles from ushering to co-pianist, one could hardly tell that I was now lacking in my own faith.
As I headed off to college I began to deny who I was, or where I had come from. With a single glance at me one could assume that I was like all the other girls; wearing the latest fashions and accessories. In my own mind I figured that I could somehow “outsmart” God for taking my father. Consequently, I ended up falling into a deep pit of despair, and an unshakable depression quickly emerged.
In order to regain my sense of self-identity, I had to retrace my steps to where I had first strayed off the path that God had prepared for me. I had to make several drastic changes to my lifestyle, not only by changing the people whom I associated with but also eliminating my new found-habits that disagreed with God’s word.
I eventually realized how selfish I had been. The anger that I had expressed toward God was not justifiable. I had so many blessings in my life that I had simply overlooked because for once, in my short life, things did not turn out my way. Which brings me to my second revelation: I had spent much of my life in a church where I was praising and worshipping a God that I didn’t know. Without the absence of my earthly father, I would have never had an incentive to get to know my Heavenly Father. God has worked with my heart, and has helped me to understand the importance of love and loss. All things do work together for good, for those who love him (Romans 8:28).
Today, as a seasoned professional, I am a proud member of an Apostolic church that is heavily involved in international missions. My motto is “Everyone has a sacrifice”. A personal call to serve in a capacity that benefits a cause or purpose greater than oneself. A call that has been ordained over our lives before we were ever conceived in our mother’s womb or since the beginning of time. Once that sacrifice is realized, we can no longer remain in an ambiguous state; everything becomes illuminated. A cause which prompts us to reevaluate our existence, thoughts and motives. We are destined to be different, called to a total dependence on God-without reliance on this world system and values.
I have dedicated my time, gifts, and resources to mentor and empower other churches, nationally and internationally, with a focus on leaders in the gospel, in order to strengthen the body as a whole.
I have partnered with churches in the following areas/ministries by providing socially and generationally relevant training to church leaders who oversee established congregations. We have successfully iincreased exposure to the faith in operation in other communities, cultures, and nations. The diversified expression of God’s love and his love for us.
As Christians, we will not be complacent about the injustices of the world, for we know that dominion is ours for the taking. Christ will be our advocate as we further the gospel to the ends of the earth. In Christ we are affirmed, and In Christ we go forth. You can find out more about discovering your purpose here.