It was over a year ago now that I was baptized and I had drafted this whole post awhile back but somehow it never got posted. Even though it's well after, I'd still like to share....
I decided to share my baptism experience on my blog because while it is very personal I decided to share it because God did not ask it to be a "private" confession - it is supposed to be a public confession! I was so blessed that night I got baptized, from start to finish.
While I was waiting in the wings for the baptisimal portion of the service to begin, I was able to pray with a woman I met that night who was also getting baptized and had unsaved family come watch, including her mother and daughter. We prayed that God would use her testimony to reach them and the holy spirit was so strong while we prayed we were both overcome. I believe that God will use that experience and prayer somehow.My baptismal experience was one of the most profound spiritual experiences I've ever had. It was long overdue, but I keep putting it off because I was afraid of being so accountable to God. How ridiculous is that?! But the whole thing was amazing! Too bad you can only do it once!This is the testimony I wrote and was read aloud to the congergation just before the dunking. Be blessed!
Bethany Groves-Telling My Story
I was raised in a Christian home and received Christ at the age of five. I remember even at such a young age that I wanted and needed Jesus in my life. Then as I hit adolescence, my family became very broken. I started making bad decisions and rebelling. I started drinking and partying to dull the pain. At the age of eighteen I became pregnant and fell into severe depression. The depression overwhelmed me. I began drinking more heavily and isolated myself; going out in the daytime was next to impossible for me. I began to injury myself and became very suicidal. I saw no way out of my self-destructive lifestyle. I felt abandonment, betrayal, hopelessness, and I no longer saw any reason to be alive. I was so frustrated that no medication, counselors, or even psychiatrists seemed to be able to help me. It even felt like God himself had forgotten and abandoned me.Then when I was at the end of my rope, God, with his perfect timing, showed me that he had never left me. He was just waiting for me to call upon Him. He showed me that my life had a purpose and that I was “fearfully and wonderfully” made by Him. God’s healing power and grace became so real to me at such a desperate time. Through it all God had a perfect plan for my life and I am now so blessed with my loving, godly husband and two beautiful girls. God has blessed me with more than I ever could have thought for myself. God continues to help me through some of my past issues and hurts, but I know my life has been forever changed by his mercy and grace. He is so faithful.