Last year, my older son started attending 12Stone and Jason was baptized here by his own journey to know God. Little brother Jacob felt, hey if Jason likes this church, maybe I will. Fast forward to now, faith is something that each individual must choose for themselves. We were raised Catholic and a few will remember when I posted about the betrayal of a deacon of the catholic faith. We left that faith in search for what God really means. I know that I have not lived the way God wants me to live. But, I believe that the only way to heaven is believing that Jesus died for my sins. I am not perfect, and I am flawed, and I struggle everyday.
It's hard being the only parent that wants church in their life. I want that experience of a loving husband wanting to go to church. Being catholic all my life I thought I knew the toll of raising the boys in church all by myself.What was I thinking, I was wrong. I can't do it alone. I can only blame myself for wanting that, don't get me wrong, John was baptised a long time ago, but he doesn't lead the way God wants him. It's his journey, not mine, because I fall down alot myself. I've watched Vonna's renewed faith and while I know I won't return to the catholic faith, I hope God will help plant a seed in my heart. (Lord knows I need it.)
I'm proud that Jacob is becoming a young man of Christ. I pray this prayer that God uses Jacob as a tool to witness to his friends. (Plus helping his Momma find her way, I know I was deeply hurt and I haven't been back to church in a long time. I have attended one Sunday Service at 12Stone and who knows, I might find my faith there.
I love you Jacob! (Remember to pause the playlist!)