I remember as a small child waking to the smell of mom’s pancakes on Sunday mornings. We went to church every Sunday morning, Sunday night and Wednesday night. If the doors were open we were there. We attended church functions, singings, and gatherings. We gave thanks for our food and said our prayers before bed. I knew who God was according to the Bible stories I had heard but I didn’t know him. My relationship with God was not of a personal one. Looking back now, I realize I was going through the motions. I don’t think I really understood what God was all about.
I became a wife and mother at a young age. The marriage, I thought, was a good one until three years into it he asked for a divorce. We worked on it and I thought our issues had been resolved until he repeated the same cycle: every three years he would ask for a divorce and finally I gave him one. We divorced after nine years…and that is where it all began, my trust issues.
I met my second husband at our work place. He was an older gentleman nine years older than me and nothing like the first husband. We attended church on a regular basis. We became involved in the church family, we started serving God and our church. I became director of the children’s pre-school department and also became involved in the church choir and together we both lead a Sunday school class. By this time, I was growing in my walk with God and our relationship was changing. I was more mature and understood more of what it meant to be a child of God. Unfortunately after six years together we parted ways.
After two failed marriages and the ups and down of life, there was a season in my life where I became frustrated with God. I felt like he had abandoned me. I felt like a lost sheep waiting on the shepherd to come find me and carry me back to the flock where I belonged, where I was safe. I remember waiting on that hill for what seemed like forever. But God found me and carried me home. My relationship with Him is much more personal now. We’re at a different stage and progressing. Like Joyce Meyer says, “I’m not where I need to be, but thank God I’m not where I used to be!” Thank God indeed. All relationships must be nurtured. This relationship is definitely in the growing stages.
My relationship with God bloomed once again and I found myself at Church of the Highlands. I’ve been here for about 6 years and I call it home. I jumped right in to serving Him and the church. I have served on the Event’s team and currently serve on the Hospitality team serving coffee. I love meeting new people and helping open their eyes to all God has for them.
My name is Tonya. I am a princess. I am valued. I am loved and I am adored by my Heavenly Father who fearfully and wonderfully made me.
I am a daughter, sister, mother and grandmother.
Thank you for reading my posts. I pray my words encourage you as I have been encouraged. -Tonya