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Topic: Personal Peace (06/01/06)
- TITLE: Is there more to life than the Bird's and the Bee's?
By Beverly Carlson
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My earthly Christian father had gone his own way for a season. He had, prior to this point in time, been involved in a serious accident that had almost taken his life. Some days were very rough for our family as my father had to grow and mature physically and mentally all over again. Peace, I didn’t know. Heartache and fear were my companions.
My older brother’s friend invited him to VBS the following summer. My brother came home singing a new song, "Jesus Loves Me". It seemed to pierce my heart like nothing else had ever done. The words captivated my little mind. Could it be there was more to life than "The Birds and the Bee's"? I angered my brother by following him around asking him to teach me this new song. I pestered him like only a sister can. "Who is Jesus?", "Is He a real person?", "Do you see Him at Bible School?", "How does He love you?", "How can He love me?” “He doesn't even know us!", "Is this song true?", "Please tell me!!!" My brother would beg Mama to make me leave him alone. I would beg her to let me go to VBS so I could meet Jesus. I don't know if I was too young, or if Mama thought VBS wasn't ready for me but I didn't get to go meet Jesus that week. However, my family did begin going to church because of that opportunity.
God had a plan all along as in Jeremiah 29:11. It was written to the Jews in captivity, but my little heart was in captivity by the evil one, Satan, who seeks to kill, steal and destroy. I was getting ready to be rescued by the loving, personal God, who had promised me good and not disaster even when I didn't know Him and was headed for disaster.
The following spring, while sitting in a revival service, I felt The Holy Spirit’s conviction. I had such a compelling feeling to run to the altar as if I would explode if I didn’t move. I knew I was a sinner and needed the forgiveness only Jesus could give. I didn’t go that night, and I didn’t explode, but I continually had a heavy weight I couldn’t explain; a dark cloud of conviction over my little soul. A few Sundays later I talked to my pastor and asked this loving Jesus, to forgive me for my sins, come into my heart and be Lord of my life. The heaviness, fear and hurt was replaced by a personal peace and joy that lasts because of the personal Savior Who gave them.
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