With the recent passing of my father, I have had many opportunities to look back and reflect on my life. For me life, death & Heaven became very real on April 10, 2015.
I grew up in a loving home on the south shore of Boston Massachusetts. My parents decided on their wedding day that however many years the Lord would allow them, they would trust in Him. To say that my parents would do anything for their children would be an understatement. Our younger years consisted of activities that kept our close-knit family busy, we carpooled to my swim meets and my sister’s gymnastics classes, my brother built model rockets with our dad in the backyard. Our parents taught us about a love that was unimaginable, ever-present and never ending… God’s love. They never pushed us to follow certain "rules" when it came to religion, but choose to share Christianity as a "relationship” with Jesus, and the purpose of the cross. The long talks with our scientist dad and the loving cards filled with Bible verses from our mom sparked the minds and hearts of my siblings and I. We aren't perfect by any means and we still have family struggles. But the core of everything we trust in stems from a God who loves us more than we can imagine.
As I grew up I was still trying to grasp the full concept of Christianity. It wasn't until I was 20 years old that I really discovered the truth and decided to put my whole life in the hands of the One I could trust, love and feel secure. That relationship wasn't about a religious routine or judging others, it was just about putting my hope in Jesus. It took tragic events with a boyfriend for me to turn my life around and wake up and realize that I was a daughter of the King of Kings and I deserved the best. With the new hope I had, be it small and fresh, after accepting Jesus Christ, I boarded a train to Florida to start school and a new life. I remember looking up to Heaven, tears running down my face, knowing that God had much bigger plans for me. I trusted that He had someone better for me and that He would give my life a purpose worth living, I just had to really believe it. My 20's were spent learning many lessons, maturing as a woman, learning the business world and exploring what it was that God wanted for my life. Trust me, there were a lot of growing pains during this time. There were plenty occasions I felt like I wasn’t hearing from God, when I felt angry and confused. But I will tell you this… He always came through. A perfect example of this took place about a year and half before I met my husband, one night I desperately cried out to the Lord on the floor of my living room. I recall saying, “God I’m done with You! I’m 29 years old where is my husband?! I pray, I volunteer, why are all these “lovey-dovey-we’re-so-in-love” couples around me and they don't even pray!!!”
Wow, looking back on that now I have to laugh. You see, as humans our desire is to have it all now-now-now. But, I have learned that His way and timing is just way better. If you don't give up in those silent years I promise you He will amaze you. Through the loss of my mother-in-law 6 months after our wedding, multiple miscarriages, difficult pregnancies, losing money in the Real Estate market crash, quitting my job to pursue ministry, relocating our lives up north, my mother battling breast cancer and recently losing my dad to brain cancer I can say honestly, “It is well with my soul”.
Yes I am a “Jesus Freak”, but not the kind you will find condemning. I pray to be the kind that shows love and compassion to everyone I meet. I am a Christian woman that has normal struggles just like most women my age, but I’m here to share with you the power of the cross. No matter who you are, what you look like, what you have been taught, your demographic or religion… Jesus walked the earth to save us ALL. Like I said in my first sentence Heaven became truly real for me 3 months ago. I know that I know that I know that God has a much better future for those who acknowledge that He is King.