Tonight I had the unique opportunity to hang out with bikers (the real serious kind) and hear some of their stories. It was an incredible evening of seeing a God who transforms people's lives. Faith brings transformation, it brings fruit!
It strikes me that so many Christians are afraid to share there stories, and afraid to "hang their dirty laundry on a clothesline". My story is not one that will ever play well as a movie. There's no big exciting or horrific event. It's as simple as this... a girl who felt incredibly unlovable discovered that there is a God who loves her unconditionally, enough that God would send Jesus to the cross to restore a relationship that she had repeatedly broken, and today that girl lives in the freeing knowledge that she is loved, not because she's good, but because God has transformed her and set her free from her selfishness. My story is not mine, my story is that of God's redeeming work. How can I stay silent if I understand what God has done?
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