I was recently asked to write a personal testimony. This is what I wrote:
I was born just two years after my parents became Christians. They had both been raised around the church, but they did not know the grace of Christ until they were recovering from a time of great personal turmoil. One night after they had become engaged, my hippie aunt shared the gospel with them, and they began to follow Jesus. They immediately became members of my aunt’s OPC church, where they were married a few months later.
I was born into and baptized at that same church, where we were members until I was about 13. Along the way, my dad became a deacon and then an elder. He has continued to serve as an elder in OPC and PCA churches ever since.
By God’s grace, I am a child of the covenant: I don’t remember a time when I didn’t believe Jesus was my Savior. I used to think my testimony was boring, but now I am thankful that I never went through the kinds of grief and pain that make for an “exciting” testimony.
Anyone who walks with Christ over time will be taught the depths of their sin and reminded of their need for Jesus, and I am no exception. He has humbled, corrected, and encouraged me innumerable times. I have seen his faithfulness, and even though I am unfaithful, I love him and will follow him through death and into the life to come.