It’s my spiritual birthday today. 16 years ago, I bowed my little blond head and asked Jesus to come into my heart. I’ve learned so very much since then, and have grown even since last April. In commemoration, I spent a bit of time perusing blog entries from the past year, verbal snapshots into my life, sneak-peeks into my mind, my heart.
As I scrolled through brightly-colored Life Right Now posts, the first of many Bullet Point Posts, and all kinds of writing in between, I wondered what couple words could be used to describe my last year. What descriptors can be used to paint a picture of my sixteenth year of life as a follower of Christ?
I kept reading, kept clicking through blog posts, and an idea of how to define my past year began to form in my mind.
It was a year of provision. God always knows my needs, and yours, and He always provides, but in this past year, I’ve truly seen His provision. He provided a wonderful, deep, fun summer. He provided a home and a place for my heart to rest amongst the community at school. He has provided for me to grow, for me to learn more about Him, and for me to come closer to His heart for myself and for the world.
He’s provided quite a bit.
And He’s also been faithful, so faithful.
He was faithful to bring me through my first official finals week, sustaining me and enabling me to accomplish all that needed done. He was faithful to allow me to return to Mexico for three weeks over Christmas break, and was faithful to comfort me and heal my heart when I returned to school and I ached with the desire to turn right back around to Mexico. He is faithful in each day, each relationship, and each class, and He’s never going to stop being faithful.
I’m starting another year as a Christian today, and I’m starting it standing in awe of God’s unfathomable love, provision, and faithfulness.