My Fight to Finding More
I got my key 2 years ago on August 4th, 2012. It said FIGHT, I didn't know why I was so drawn to that word but that word became so symbolic over the next 2 years of my life.
Soon after I got my key, my sister and I had a four wheeler wreck. Two weeks after that I could barely walk from a debilitating strain of mono. I dealt with a crazy relationship that year and decided to take a break and focus my attention on Jesus. But as I was put through even more craziness that next year, I came to an awesome church that has pulled and strengthened me in ways I couldn't have even imagined 2 years ago.
This year I dealt with a scare with my mom, thinking her cancer was back. I was laid off from my job in March, but luckily found another job 2 weeks later. A week after I started my new job, my appendix ruptured. But again I found strength.
One night, we had an evangelist at our church. Jesus spoke the clearest to me that night. He said I'm done dealing with my fight. I'm right where he needs me to be. He showed me who to give my key to and when I gave it to her, she said that was exactly what she needed to hear and see right then in her life. Jesus now has me co-leading a life group, through an internship program at my church. And he has just shown me how much of a fighter I am. At one point in my life, I wasn't a fighter at all. And I know my fight I had to go through, was my relationship with him.