It's Five Minute Friday when I link up with other writers. We get a one-word prompt and write for five minutes flat. Our word for this week is WHO.
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I am a woman who is older than I feel inside. As I look back on my life, I realize I've had so many experiences. Most of the younger people I work with have no idea.
Growing up in the 60's I experienced the turmoil of teenage years during that time. The war in Vietnam, protests in the streets, free love, drugs. Not that I was involved in all of that, but it did surround and impact me. A friend attended the infamous Woodstock in upstate New York. I was working part-time in a record store selling music on Long Island as I was going to high school.
I dabbled in the world despite my Christian upbringing. There were people in my life who pulled me back. And I am so grateful.
My grandparents were a visible example for me. They prayed for me until the day each of them died. A friend named Connie invited me to church when I was in my twenties. A mission trip to Haiti in 1980 changed my perspective.
My grandmother's funeral changed the trajectory of my life. Although I professed to be a Christian, my life didn't truly reflect that. I felt a strong nudging deep in my soul to start attending church. And so I did.
I've had many people along the way who encouraged me.
Who am I?
I am a child of God. I am loved and accepted by Him. And I am so grateful for His patience, love, and faithfulness.
That's who I am.
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Blessings and love,
ebbie, this is just so well written, and such a declaration of how your life was a faith walk, even when it may not have seemed to be (uring, like the 60s, which I remember quite well...a few of my friends are still there).
ReplyDeleteBy the way, it's so nice to see the Lone Cypress!
I appreciate your comment and for stopping by Heart Choices. I think we are from the same generation.
Delete"I am a woman who is older than I feel inside." Exactly! I could have spoken those exact words:)
ReplyDeleteAs well, I am so grateful for those who loving prayed, invited and even "pulled me" when I struggled and stumbled in my immature faith.
It's so good Jennifer to look back and realize how grateful we are for those who didn't give up on us. Thank you for stopping by and adding your comment.
DeleteThe influence your grandparents had in your life is such a special thought to me as I think of my own grandchildren. Lovely post, Debbie
ReplyDeleteLorraine, it is amazing how the influence godly grandparents can make. I hope this does encourage you. Thank you for stopping by and commenting.
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