When being a Christian becomes hard… (reblog)


This was an awesome article and says everything I want to say!

I became a Christian when I was six years old. My dad was reading me the story of Zacchaeus, and something just clicked. I finally understood what this whole salvation thing was about (well, as well as a precocious six year old girl can). But as I sat there listening to the story of a small man who just wanted to see Jesus, I wanted to be saved. I wanted to accept Christ into my heart as my Savior. I wanted to be a real Christian. I was ready.

So my dad prayed with me before I went to bed, and the next day I woke up reborn. Renewed. I was a different person.

My faith was easy when I was younger. Things usually are. You have fewer questions, you rarely doubt, and the mysteries seem more entrancing than distressing. You are able to accept things, because you don’t have…

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