I was born into a Catholic family, but never went to church.
When I was 5 my mom started attending a Seventh-Day Adventist church. When I was 9 we moved up to the High Desert and my father started attending church with us. I accepted Christ as my savior during this time.
But by the time I was 12 everything fell apart and my parents divorced. And we pretty much never went back to church. On the occasions were we did go to church it felt great, but during daily life there was no God or prayer in my home.
I graduated from a Seventh-Day Adventist high school I never went back to church myself... all my Bible teachings and lessons pretty much forgotten. And I never understood the stuff about all the rules... no meat, no jewelry... that kind of thing never made sense to me... when it came to my salvation.
I can't say that I stopped believing in God... I was just in "hiding" and lived in fear of Him. I looked to the world for my happiness and peace. I made LOTS of BAD choices... and pretty much did everything wrong.
And then I had my babies. I wanted them to learn about God too and the Bible stories like I had as a child. And I was amazed at the God HDC teaches us about. It wasn't about rules and checklists.
We have been attending HDC for seven years. A couple of years ago I started volunteering in Beach House first as a Kids Small Group leader and then as a Leader for the Greeter Team. I also joined a Small Group. We have made lots of friends with other families here at HDC... we are blessed to have so many people in our kids' lives that we trust and that we know care about them. From Pastors, Hang Ten Leaders to Shout it Out Leaders / Camp Counselor and friends.
My husband, Steve, and my daughter, Bianca, have been ready to be baptized for a couple of years. But they were waiting on our daughter, Angel, to want to get baptized, just to do it as a family. However we didn't want to push anything... so, we waited.
And then Angel went to camp. Bianca had gone the year before and this year they both went. I never knew exactly where Angel stood on her faith. And we had been going through some stuff at home that she wasn't handling well.
I prayed that God show up for her in a BIG way while at camp... to show up for both my kids. I think I actually challenged God... He needed to show up for my kids so that they never doubt and that they would know that no matter what life threw their way that God will always be there... And He did!!
The little girl that stepped off the bus from camp was not the same little girl that we sent just 6 days before.
The sadness behind her eyes was gone and she radiated with happiness and a light from her very core where I knew the Holy Spirit now lived in her. A few days after camp she talked to her dad about getting baptized too.
I am so grateful to God... for his grace and love and forgiveness. I admit that I am a sinner in need of a Savior. I believe that he died for me... for all of us and is preparing a home without sin for all of us. I choose to give all that I have and all that I am to Him. I'm holding nothing back.
Now, as an adult, I have a relationship with a very different Jesus than I had learned about as a kid... and I love learning more.
He loves me, He answers my prayers and He gives me rest.
So, I want to be baptized with my family. And I can't wait to see what God does with our lives!!