SweetSomber
Mar 25th 2009, 09:52 PM
I know that when people refer to a testimony, they are usually referring to the time when you first came to Christ. I view testimonies as bearing witness of whatever amazing interactions you've had with the Lord, thought the most notable interaction is, of course, salvation.
I've been having trouble breathing recently, which is an anxiety disorder, though consciously I am not anxious. I never entertain worrisome thoughts. Anyway, I really felt the Lord's presence yesterday.
We had communion at my church, (with my college group, actually, not the whole church) and the protocol was that each person would go forward, and take bread and (grape juice) and go back and sit down, (rather than what I'm used to, which is passing around the bread, etc) So, anyway, I prayed for a few minutes, and then before I went forward, I was feeling more and more pressure in my chest, and felt very intimidated by the idea of walking to the front of the room, but I am not afraid of anything that honors Christ, so I told myself that, and I got the bread and juice.
I came back and sat down, and I was still a bit jittery, so I calmed myself mentally, and reviewed the situation: That I went to the front of the room, and made it back safely, and nothing harmful or bad happened to me (proving my irrational anxiety wrong) and then the Lord offered a comparison: He had gone forward for me, and HAD been harmed and broken, and yet was cool with that.
Broken, harmed... I could empathize with and appreciate that because I know somewhat what it feels like to be broken (internally) and harmed, and I felt that He was bringing my own pain to mind (which is why I have trouble breathing) and telling me that He knows pain too, and He cares - that He took lots of pain to protect me. And I started to cry, but I felt His presence, comforting me.
I know I'm probably explaining it badly, but I just want to testify to God's goodness, and His nearness, and comfort in my life. I always know that God is there for me, but that was one of those special times where I could strongly Feel it.
I've been having trouble breathing recently, which is an anxiety disorder, though consciously I am not anxious. I never entertain worrisome thoughts. Anyway, I really felt the Lord's presence yesterday.
We had communion at my church, (with my college group, actually, not the whole church) and the protocol was that each person would go forward, and take bread and (grape juice) and go back and sit down, (rather than what I'm used to, which is passing around the bread, etc) So, anyway, I prayed for a few minutes, and then before I went forward, I was feeling more and more pressure in my chest, and felt very intimidated by the idea of walking to the front of the room, but I am not afraid of anything that honors Christ, so I told myself that, and I got the bread and juice.
I came back and sat down, and I was still a bit jittery, so I calmed myself mentally, and reviewed the situation: That I went to the front of the room, and made it back safely, and nothing harmful or bad happened to me (proving my irrational anxiety wrong) and then the Lord offered a comparison: He had gone forward for me, and HAD been harmed and broken, and yet was cool with that.
Broken, harmed... I could empathize with and appreciate that because I know somewhat what it feels like to be broken (internally) and harmed, and I felt that He was bringing my own pain to mind (which is why I have trouble breathing) and telling me that He knows pain too, and He cares - that He took lots of pain to protect me. And I started to cry, but I felt His presence, comforting me.
I know I'm probably explaining it badly, but I just want to testify to God's goodness, and His nearness, and comfort in my life. I always know that God is there for me, but that was one of those special times where I could strongly Feel it.