Foster
Kid
By
Aleia Foster
God
always puts you where he wants you to be. When I was younger I always found
myself going to church no matter where we moved. I went through a lot as a kid, so it made me
happy to know someone died on the cross for me. I never fully understood why Jesus died for me
and that I needed salvation until the first summer I attended Vacation Bible School. It was a Monday morning during the summer and my mom came in and told
me, that the boy next door wanted to know if we wanted to go to church with
him. I told her that if Alecia, my sister, went then I would go too and my
sister surprisingly said, yes! We rode to church and I remember being scared at
first, but then started having fun.
After Vacation Bible School. I started going every Sunday and some Sunday nights too.
I tried to stop, but Bro. Jon, the Youth Pastor, and Bro. Bob, the Bus Captain,
never gave up on me. They came every
Saturday till I started going again. That summer I went to camp also. Thursday
night at camp after the evening service our youth group hung out together and
really got to know each other. I started to realize I had a church family that
cared. They knew my name even though I
only knew some of their names.
As I grew, I started to get even more involved in
church and I started soul winning on Wednesdays. During this time, it seemed
like I was constantly getting a talk from Bro. Jon about my life, but I was
secretly was thankful for it. The youth group helped me through a lot. Yes,
they got on my nerves and we didn’t always get along, but when I was having a
rough time at home and eventually moved in with my grandma, hanging out with
them made me forget about my problems. Soon after moving in with my grandmother,
I became a bus worker on my bus route. I really enjoyed getting to hang out
with the bus kids and the other bus workers, but because she lived thirty
minutes away it was not always easy for me to come to church for every service
or activity.
So,
on Sundays I began to stay the afternoon with Bro. Morgan and Mrs. Evan, a couple
in the church, so I would be able to attend both services. Soon after, I
started to have problems with my grandmother so I moved back in with my mom.
There, I had issues getting into school. While I was waiting to enroll into
public school, I hung out at our church’s Christian school for two days. The
second day at Grace Baptist Academy, Bro. Shannon, my Pastor, pulled me aside
and asked if I would consider attending there. Very soon after I moved into
Bro. Morgan and Mrs. Evan’s house and began attending a Christian school.
Through
everything I have experienced God has brought 1 Peter 3:9 to my mind many times.
It says “Not rendering evil for evil, or railing for railing: but countrariwise
blessing; knowing that ye are thereunto called, that ye should inherit a
blessing”. I have realized that even
though my life has not been my idea of perfection, God needed me to go through
everything to be what He needs me to be. While I don’t completely understand my
purpose yet, He has one for me. In 1
Peter, God promises to bless me, because God has chosen to call me out. It
amazes me that God would look down and choose to use me when I do not see my
own worth yet!
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