This last weekend I went on a youth camp. I headed into it with a leader attitude (being a leader,as I was), determined to share God's majesty with the youth, helping them learn more about the amazing grace given to us through Christ. What I didn't expect was a challenge to my own faith that made me rethink how I lived my own life.
The theme of the camp was God's grace and how it was all we need, I was overwhelmed by how many of the youth, people whom I have known for a long time and people whom I have never met, that knew this Grace in their own lives, many of which were heart wrenching stories. The stories that were shared made me think about my own story and how I came to know God's grace myself.
I must admit that at first I thought my story was simple, even dull compared to those I heard. I quickly came to realise that it wasn't the story that was important but the fact that in every one of them, God's grace was evident and had changed their lives. Looking back on my own story the same was true, yes it wasn't dramatic, but that wasn't on my mind any more, because to God my story is as important as everyone else's important enough for Him to send Christ to save me.
Everyone has a story, and no ones story is a perfect one, we all need Christ, for the hope of an eternity with God in a place without suffering, pain, anger, hatred, judgement, loneliness or dishonesty.
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