Today I spent an hour and a half doing cardio at the YMCA with this great lady from church. The benefit was not only some serious calorie burn-age but also some amazing relighting of my heart. Through us sharing with each other our stories I was so amazed at how off the beaten track I had come. My head has overruled my heart when it has come to Christ. I have gotten so caught up in my theological headiness. That I had lost track of WHO Christ is, not just what He has done for me in the physical sense but His love that drew me to Him as a little girl. When she asked me the question when was I saved? I struggled with the answer. The reason I did is because I have shared my "story" with so many people the last week that with further reflection I came to see that I always was His. I was baptized as a little girl and was in the Catholic Church for a while. Whenever we would go to church on Christmas I would remember seeing Christ on the cross and my heart would be broken for I knew some how that for me He was on that Cross. I don't know the date or time at which I was "saved" I know when I said a prayer with bad motives as a teenager. Yet, with all I don't know about myself what I do know is that I am His beloved and not by my own accord. Praise The Lord Oh My Soul!
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