Lena White
Growing up my family and I attended church each Sunday and Wednesday. The only people I knew who didn’t go to church were the elderly people my aunt visited to take them taped messages of the pastor’s message. As a child I loved going to church. I loved singing about God. I had no clue that there would be more to come but when I was nine years old my mother, with great excitement, signed me up to attend GA camp. She had the same privilege as a girl. I was all for a week away from my two older brothers. That week amazed me. I felt God’s presence there. I had loved hearing and singing about Jesus but that week I met Him personally.
I heard our counselor, Merrill, talking about how Jesus died on the cross for our sins. My mind went to a picture in my bible of Jesus hanging on the cross and I began to think of times I had lied to get out of trouble. It was my sin that Jesus died for, and it was my sins that I needed forgiveness from. At the chapel service the next morning an invitation was given and I could feel God calling me to follow him. As I walked toward the pastor my heart was racing. I could feel the Holy Spirit leading me. That day I asked Jesus to be my Lord and Savior.
That day I committed my life to following God in all things. Sometimes following has been easy, sometimes it has been very difficult, and sometimes I’ve gotten sidetracked, but He is faithful to lead. My prayer is “Wherever He leads I’ll go.” He has led me to be the wife of a loving husband, to be a stay-at-home mom to four beautiful daughters, to adopt two of those great girls, and to homeschool all of them. He has blessed me with the honor of teaching children’s Sunday School for many years. If I know anything in my life, I know that God loves me and if He loves me; then be sure that He loves you too and wants you to know that amazing love.
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