I'm not talking about TJ and I, although really we are! Hahaha! I'm talking about LifePointe. It's our church...although it's definitely more like a family than a church has ever been for us. TJ and I started checking out LP about 2 1/2 years ago (wow..seems longer than that!). We got invited by our really good friends Jen and Andy. Honestly we went because we weren't happy with where we were...we just didn't fit in anymore, and both of us felt God leading us somewhere else but we didn't know where. TJ and I were at a very critical point in our lives and I don't think we realized it at the time how critical it was. Not that we were having hard times in our marriage or anything! Quite the contrary...I mean that if we hadn't moved out of where we were attending church, we could have very easily fallen stagnant with our faith. (
"So because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of My mouth." Rev. 3:16)
The moment we walked out of the first service we attended at LP, we looked at each other and knew that this place would be our "home". A place where we could be authentic and real. A place even where we would not be embarrassed or feel weird about asking someone to come visit b/c of being afraid of how others would greet them, look at them, etc. Most of all, we felt that this was a place we could really dig in and grow an even stronger connected relationship with Jesus.
The message was real, the people were real, the music was real...it was none of that fake church front that is put on by so many. I used to invite people to church so they would leave feeling all warm and fuzzy inside...in hopes that something about the sermon or the music would spark something to put a smile on their face. I invite them now because I know that deep down everyone has an empty spot in their heart and in their soul and the ONLY thing that can fill that is the unconditional love of Jesus Christ...and I want nothing more than for people to find Him and fill their void. It doesn't mean that I think LifePointe is the only place they should go to get this void filled. It just means that I truly believe LifePointe is a safe, authentic place for people to check out the claims of Jesus Christ, to give their hearts and lives to Him, to fall in love with Him, and develop a beautiful and deep connection with Him.
There were several times I wanted to, and seriously almost gave up on God and church all together. You see, I have been in church all my life...growing up my parents took us to church (against our will!) every single Sunday (and sometimes Wednesday night). So my faith wasn't new. I wasn't a "new" Christian...even though I believed in Christ long before, I was officially saved at age 17 and was on FIRE for God (as many new Christians are). I distinctly remember wanting nothing to do with God about 2 years ago...after suffering through 3 miscarriages I was done. How could a God I gave my whole heart to do something like that? Put me through something like that? I could not bear losing another child...I could not fathom the thought of getting pregnant again only to have my body fail me, and what seemed like my Lord and Savior fail me too. I seriously felt like God was a giant kid on top an ant hill with a magnifying glass trying to zap tiny, inconspicuous me just for spite. I felt no love, I felt absolutely nothing. I remember asking TJ "why should I continue to love and serve a God who doesn't care?" And then after sticking it out, continuing to go to church, continuing to pray, I lost my fourth baby.
I was so completely devistated, and I think pretty much everyone around me knew it. December of 2008 was a turning point for me in my faith journey though. TJ kept encouraging me...my friends and family kept encouraging me...and something kept pulling me back to church, back to God. That December my good friend and pastor, Jamey told me he wanted to pray over me. I was immediately excited. Some people may have been skeptical, but I did know Christ, and I knew of his miraculous healings...and I just hoped that this would be IT. After many, many doctors and specialists telling me "there is nothing medically wrong with you to cause your miscarriages" and after many, many painful tests done on my body to tell me that there was nothing physically wrong that was causing me to miscarry, I was more than ready for something, anything different.
One of my last "tests" was an ultrasound where they inject and fill your uterus with saline solution and take lots of ultrasound pictures to see if there are any abnormal growths inside the uterus. The doctor found something suspicious, but told me she wouldn't do anything about it unless it started to grow. I would have to come back in a month to have the test redone to find out if there was actually something that needed to be removed...if there was ACTUALLY someTHING that was causing me to miscarry. Deep down I hoped there was...I hoped that there was something the doctors could fix.
December of 2008 all of my family and friends came to the church service. At the end of the service we partook in communion and some others got prayed over as well. Jamey anointed my head with oil, and all of my friends and family stood around me, they placed their hands on me and prayed out loud. I sobbed. I had nothing left in my body to give, and it was so powerful, I sobbed...and I did pray that God would allow me to receive His healing. That day I felt the most indescribable feeling of my life. That day changed my life.
January 2009 I went back to the doctor, had the test done again to find out that the so called "spot" in my uterus was gone. They could not tell me (medically) what happened. End of February 2009 I found out I was pregnant with my baby girl, Peyton. November 4th, 2009 at exactly 2:00 pm my sweet miracle baby was born in perfect health. Today she is the most precious and beautiful 11 month old I know! I owe it to God...I owe her to God...I owe my life, my everything to God. So seriously, it doesn't matter where you go to seek Him, just seek Him...and you will find Him. And I promise, your life will never be the same.