God on the playground

Today Sara tells us how her relationship with God started. Als little girls, we were in Sunday school together. And as slightly bigger girls we were in youth group together after all my families’ wanderings. She is a quiet, fun, dear girl and can really really play the violin! I am so happy she agreed to share her story here! Later on in the 31 days series there will be a second part to her story!

The story of my conversion is quite normal and not at all that spectacular. I didn’t become a Christian from one day to the next with a complete change in my life as a consequence.

I was lucky to be born in a Christian family. From the time I was born?my parents told me about God. They read all the bible stories to my sister and me.
We grew up slowly but surely and were used to going to church on?Sunday. I’m very happy that there was never a moment that I didn’t want to go to church anymore. It is God’s grace that kept me on the straight path and that prevented me getting big doubts about His?existence.

It is great to be raised in a safe, Christian environment, but my parents could not chose God for me. They could lead me to His throne, but in the end, the choice was mine.

When I was still little, my dad told me that I could just ask God to come into my heart. I asked God to do this several times, because I was never quite sure if He was actually there.
When I got to my teen years I had to change high schools. I went from a small-town to a big city school. The adjustment was very difficult and in the first year I often felt lonely. Most of the recesses I spent in the bathroom in one of the toilet stalls, with or without tears. I remember one specific morning. I walked through the school gates and I prayed ‘Oh God, please let me see someone I know!’. I walked onto the playground, unsure and insecure, but immediatly saw a girl from my class! Which meant I didn’t have to run to the bathroom to await the start of classes.

That may seem a silly example, but for me it was very clear that God had heard my prayer, that He cared about me and understood I was going through a hard time. Because of things like this happening, I couldn’t deny that God was real and?close by.

When I was 17 I made the decision to be baptised and live my life for Jesus all the way, for good.

This post is part of my 31 days series ‘More like My Father’.