My Testimony

Hello people! I'm sorry that I haven't blogged in like forever. It truly has been too long. I've just been swamped with school work and stuff. I get tired all the time and sleep whenever I can. I have decided to post now, though, and I had an idea: why not share my testimony? I certainly won't complete it in this post...or the next...or maybe even the next. I don't know. But I'll start and hopefully end it eventually. Here we go:

My parents have both been Christians "all" their lives. My dad is actually a licenced minister. Their parents are Christians too. Actually, as far as I know everybody in my family (including extended) have been Christians for the majority of their lives. I was definately born into a Christian environment.

I don't remember much in regards to Christianity in the first few years of my life except for the fact I went to Church all the time. I know I accepted Christ between the ages of 5 and 7, for I am positive I was not a Christian younger than five and I was a Christian when I was eight. I've been one ever since, steadily growing and learning and maturing along the way.

One huge part of my Christian growth was concentrated on going to a wonderful church camp for a really long time: every summer for at least one week and sometimes multiple times, for my dad worked there over the summer. It was at this place a definate milestone was placed in my Christian walk.

Sorry I won't continue on in this post, but I have other things I must do. I hope you have a wonderful continuation of the Thanksgiving weekend. God is good all the time and all the time God is good.
†God Bless†
Bria