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As a surprise Mother’s Day gift, as well as something we wanted to do for ourselves. My sister, Nicole, and I decided to get baptized for the first time after our church announced they would be doing it as one of their upcoming services. This was something my mom thought she failed us on as she did not have this done when we were children. I never saw it that way because I saw it more as she let our faith be 100% our decision. Though I chose to be a Christian as a child, I as may other children do when they go off to college lost my faith. Partially due to my father’s drinking and mainly due to my Bipolar Disorder, which I felt was punishment or God betraying me in some way. I don’t really know how to describe it any better than that. But after joining Passion Church, I rediscovered my faith and decided I was going to fully commit this time by getting baptized for the first time in my life.
It took one Sunday at Passion Church to break down three LONG years of hatred and sour feelings towards God. And it was because of one thing that they repeat time and time again. “You can make a mistake and not be mistake.” President Nixon built a monument to his failure while President Clinton moved past his and now it’s just a sentence in his story. God may knock you down but it’s only because it’s only in a dark place where you can truly grow. God didn’t betray me or punish me for something, he was preparing me for something bigger. So thank you Pastor Jonathan Brozozog for teaching me that. It was something I really needed to hear.
So when Greg Coleman from the Minnesota Vikings asked me during my baptism if I accepted Jesus as my lord and savior. I couldn’t help but put a giant smile on my face and say “Yes.”
A church should be a hospital not a courtroom. I’m glad that is what Passion Church is for me, because I probably would’ve stayed hurt and bitter if it hadn’t been for them. I love my church and I can’t wait to start volunteering on a more regular basis!