Welcome to “Barista Wednesday” This morning instead of us having a light topic chat I would like for us to get a little deep. The question that I am presenting to you today is for a good reason. Your friends, family and even a stranger may ask you “why are you a Christian? So, what is your response when you are asked, “why Christianity?”
To answer that question, we need to define what Christian means. The meaning of the word “Christian” means “Christ-Like.”
If we say that we are a Christian, we should never have a problem answering the question no matter who ask us. (1 Peter 3:15 But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts: and be ready always to give an answer to every man that asked you a reason of the hope that is in you with meekness and fear.)
Question: Of all the different religions that are out here why did you chose Christianity?
For me, I grew up in church pretty much all my life as a little girl. When I became older in my twenties I slacked away from church. I guess you can say I back-slide. I wanted to do me.
For me what I read in the bible had way too many rules and regulations. And I just could not do it. To make this short, me living my own life was a complete horrifying mess. I got into trouble with men, I had a baby out of wedlock. I did date a drug dealer. I went to the night club every weekend. I slept with men for money. I did things that will make your stomach vomit.
My mother she kept talking to me about going back to church, she wanted me to turn my life over to God. But I was not hearing it nor was I wanting to. My mother is a very strong woman and I thank God for her. She never gave up on me. She prayed for me constantly.
Then one day I had a nervous break-down at work, believe me when I tell you I had no idea what a nervous breakdown was. I stood in the middle of the floor at work, and I urinated on myself in front of my coworkers. I was a zombie I had no idea who I was. I was sent to the hospital where I was diagnosed as depressed. I had to take a leave of absence from work until I was better.
During my depression I tried to commit suicide twice. That was the darkest life I ever experienced. Finally, I said to the Lord, okay Lord here I am! If you can do anything with me, I am yours.
When I was living my life the way I wanted to me was serving Satan. Serving the devil is no joke, he likes to lure you and me. He presents things as if they are gold when in fact they are filled with black holes, when I was serving Satan, he was killing me off and I never saw it. Satan never came to my aid he just kept injection poisoning into me.
So why do I say I am a Christian? I am proud to say that I am a Christian. For the Lord God, took a person like me a complete broken sinner who deserved to die. Instead, He cleaned me up. Gave me a new name and new life. No one else could have done what Jesus done for me. He has changed my life so much that I will serve Him and tell everyone about Him until the day I die and see Him in Heaven.
Now I use my life story helping others showing them that you do not have to live your life serving the devil. Never be ashamed of sharing why you are a Christian.