My Most Important Day - Lexi Hall

There has been many days in my life that have been special to me. Everyone has experienced an important day during their life that stands out the most. To Helen Keller the most important day of her life was the day her teacher came to visit her for the first time. The most important day of my life was the day that I got saved.

On January 13, 2008 I gave my life to Christ and haven’t looked back since. I have been raised up in church and every Sunday I attend church with my family. At the age of seven there isn’t much that I had done wrong, but by having started my relationship in Christ at that age has helped my through these past years of my life. He has helped me get through trials that I thought I may not overcome. I haven’t only seen Him work just in my life but in others. Throughout my ten years of being saved I have seen miracles happen. These past few weeks there has been revival in teens in local communities and lives have been forever changed. God hasn’t only been revealing himself to me these last few weeks but to others. My life has been drastically changed and will be forever because this is the most important day of my entire life.

On that day, I had been to church with my mom and I felt a tugging on my heart to be saved. It wasn’t in a church service, it was during a meeting that my mom was in at church. We were sitting there as the lady begin speaking. She was specifically talking about salvation, but it got my mind to wondering and thinking about salvation. I didn’t say anything to my mom at that moment. When we got home I told her what had happened, and right there in our house I asked Jesus into my heart. That next Sunday I was baptized and my life has been forever changed since. I will never forget this day.

Everyone has a day that has changed their life forever, and more than likely it’s the most important day of their life. This day changed my life forever and will always be special to me. No matter who it is they have a specific day in their life that is important to them and that they’ll never forget just like me.

The Most Important Day Autumn Courtney

The Last Christmas

The most important day of my life was when I got to spend my last Christmas with my entire family. It was a time of festivity, remembrance, and happiness. Little did I know, at such a young age, that I was never going to experience something like that ever again. My whole family together laughing and enjoying themselves. It was utterly the sweetest day of my life.

It all started on that morning. At the time I was living with my mother, but I ended up staying the night with my grandparents and cousins because I had “helped cook”. I was about seven or eight years of age. The night before was so much fun! My cousins and I would make pallets in the floor, play church with each other, and fall asleep to my grandpa’s old southern gospel music. It sounds boring, but we actually all had a ball. I remember waking up and being so thrilled to go to my aunts house, where everything was going on! My aunt’s name was Sharla Crawford. She was hands down the sweetest lady in the entire world. She was my cousin Caleb’s mom.

I had woken up at six thirty! It was Christmas morning and I was so eager to get everything started! I went and woke my grandparents up and we started to prepare for that day. Except we didn’t. My family is very untraditional. So, we didn’t start our Christmas “Day” until 4pm. Throughout the day all I did was annoy everyone because I was so anxious. Looking back it makes me laugh so hard, but back then I was so mad that I didn’t get my way. However, when the time came we all got ready, packed all of our food, and headed out! We made a pit stop to my mom’s house before we left. Just to make sure that she and my sisters were all ready. As soon as we were done checking on  them we left for my aunt's. I remember getting out of the tiny buick my grandpa had and running as fast as I could to the front door as soon as we got there. I was so ready to see everyone! All of my family from Little Rock, Arkansas had came in and I hadn’t seen them since Thanksgiving. The younger you are, the slower the time goes. I could not wait any longer. I ran in and the first person I hugged was my precious aunt Judy. She gives the best hugs. After that I told everyone else hello, and for some reason we were the last of the family to show up. So, as soon as my super slow grandparents came in we got started. Back to my family being very untraditional for dinner that night we had tacos, chips/dip, and everything Mexican. It was yummy! I remember after everyone had gotten their food, and we were all seated my grandpa wanted to bless the meal and pray. I was literally about to be on my second plate, but it was okay everyone thought it was funny. Once everyone took forever with eating we FINALLY got to open up some presents! This was, clearly, my favorite part about Christmas. I had always had such a big family so I always got so much stuff,  and I loved it. Once all of us opened our gifts we started to sing Christmas Carols. This was a really fun time because everyone would dance, laugh, and sing off key for the fun of it. As I sit here typing tonight I can’t help but to cry. Just to cry and let my tears fall. This was eight or nine years ago, and I am remembering every detail like it was yesterday. This was the most important day of my life. It may not be typical, but this day has impacted me the most. It has brought me comfort and content. It taught me how to appreciate the good times, how to value family. Family is the most important thing in this world. Driving home from Jonesboro that night I was so worn out by all the fun I had, had. I wouldn’t change it for anything, though.

That upcoming summer my aunt Sharla passed away due to an uncommon heart problem. No more family Christmases at her “massive” house, no more get togethers, no more taking me to the fair, no more “yes, darling?” from her sweet voice, no more girls days, no more nothing. That day changed all of our lives. We had lost one of our very own, but we got through it as a family! We stuck together and stood side by side. That's what she would have wanted. She would've wanted us to stay strong in our faith, stay strong in our family. So, that’s what we did. Yes, this is the most important day of my life. Not just because it was Christmas or because I had a few good tacos. I was surrounded by people who loved me! That’s what made it so special, and I thank God everyday for it.

Blog 1-- Ashlynn

The Most Important Day

Everyone has an important day. Everyday is special and important for everyone. Whether it is good, bad, or just crazy it is important. Psalm 118:24 says, “This is the day that the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.”

The most important day in my life was when I rededicated my life to Christ. When I was growing up, I wasn’t very involved in church. My parents aren’t the best Christians and they didn’t go to church; therefore, neither did I. I always heard great things about the Lord and I wanted to feel all the great feeling everyone described.

When I was around 9, I was invited to go to church camp with my friends. It was an amazing experience. I felt the Lord in my heart so I decided to get saved. I wasn’t sure on how to let the Lord into my heart. I didn’t know how to grow in the Lord. It was a whole new experience for me. If I’m being honest, the main reason I got saved was because my friends did also. I went on with my life knowing I was saved, but I wasn’t for sure how to act.

My life went on and I fell off my tracks with the Lord. I only went to church on the holidays like Christmas and Easter. I never thought about the Lord and I was perfectly fine with it. My grandpa always encouraged me to read the bible and get baptized but I never would. He recently passed away and it changed my perspectives on things. I know that he is in Heaven and he wants me to live for Christ. I felt the need to start going to church. I started a new church, but I was just going through the motions.
A couple of weeks ago, a close friend passed away and it changed everything for everyone. The love for Christ spread throughout everyone. I was invited to go to a revival last week. I went and it was the best decision of my life. I felt the Lord come into my heart. His love flooded into my body. I had never felt anything like it. When the pastor asked us to come up and say the prayer, I was one of the first people up to the stage. I said the prayer and I rededicated my life to Christ. Ever since that day, I live everyday for Christ.

Rededicating my life for Christ was the most important day of my life. Now I’m living everyday for him and it makes everyday more important than the others. Having Christ in your heart is one of the best feelings ever.

Blog 1 - Briley Douglas

The most important day of my life was when I was saved and fully accepted Christ into my life. There was plenty of times before where I believed I was saved, though on April 30th, 2018, I truly understood the meaning of being saved and accepted Him into my life.

The Revival took place on a Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday Night. I attended it on Monday because I had been invited by my friend to go and they said great things about the ceremony. The entire day at school, everyone was speaking of the Revival and the more they spoke about it the more excited I got. I grew up going to a Baptist church, though after I got into highschool I drifted away from church. Throughout my years of going to church, I never got saved. I wanted to wait until I got older so I would fully understand my actions. The days leading up to the revival were torture, there were two individuals who I knew who passed away. Resulting in a depressed mood that surrounded our area. Despite the tragedies that occured, there was good that resulted from it.

The day of the Revival was a buzz. Everyone was speaking of the ceremony there the night before, talking of the speaker there and how good the band was. It was during 5th period when my friend, Grace Powell, asked me if I wanted to go. At first I was nervous to go since it was a school night and I didn’t want to be dead the next day. Plus I hadn’t been to a church event in a long time so I didn’t know what to expect. I finally agreed to go, but little did I know what was to come. Later that day, my friend picked me up from my house and we began to travel toward the event. The Revival was held in building in Bono, though it was located in the middle of houses and could easily be looked over if you weren’t keeping an eye out. We arrived to the Epicenter, and my first thought was how old the building was. The first thing I smelled when I entered the center was a mixture of popcorn and the smell of a really old building. The Epicenter is used for little country concerts, so it had the rows of movie chairs that would lean back and touch the floor if I wasn’t careful. We started off the night singing worship songs, and that's when I began to feel this odd pressure on my chest. The longer the night when on, the heavier my chest felt. Until they sung “Reckless Love,” and the pressure went away, then my chest began to feel light and my body felt like it was buzzing. By the end of the song I knew what needed to be done. I could barely stay still the rest of the night. After we finished worshipping, the speaker gave his devotional.During his devotional he asked a simple question which laid heavy on my heart. He asked us to raise our hands if we knew exactly where we were going, and I couldn’t answered the question. I knew at the moment that I wanted to be saved and I knew what Jesus Christ meant for me. So when he began invitation, I jumped out of my seat. I knew what I wanted to do and I couldn’t stand a second longer waiting. The moment when I said the prayer is a moment I’d never forget. I never felt so much joy in my life.

Getting Saved has been an experience I’m grateful that I was able to go through. I believed that I wasn’t worthy enough to be saved and always pushed the thought of being saved away. People experiences a day like this everyday, but little did I know that during some individuals worst days of their lives, would I be experience the most important day of my life.

The Most Important Day Of My Life - Grace Powell

Everyday of our life is an important day. We have good, bad, crazy and even some days that we don’t think we can make it through. Ecclesiastes 7:14 says “when times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider this: God has made the one as well as the other.” The most important day of my life is the day I gave my life to Christ.

I grew up in a super small town where everyone you know goes to a church in town. 90% of the people are Baptist. Every Sunday and every Wednesday, my family and I were sitting on that third pew from the front, in a little white church just outside of town. There is no doubt that I couldn’t explain every inch of that building to you. It was home, and the people there were family.

It was the summer of my fifth grade year, I went to Mtn. Zion Baptist Church camp. Church camp days were always the best days of my life. You met so many people that are just as excited to learn about the lord as you are. After bible study one night, during recreational time, I went upstairs to find my mom. My mom was my counselor at church camp, because we aren’t good at being separated. I went upstairs to have her help me give my life to Christ.

Little did I know at the time that I don’t need help to give my life Christ. I later got Baptized. Not long after that, I kinda lost my faith. I still believed, but I wasn’t living my life for him like I should’ve. Recently, I have regained my faith in the lord.

My childhood best friend was recently killed in a car accident. It was such a tragedy for my community. Emmalei and I met in that little white church outside of town that I mentioned earlier. I looked up to her, I wanted to be more like her in anyway I could. The passing of her really hit me like a truck. The night after the tragic accident happened, I went to lock the tanning bed at the boutique.  I sat in my car listening to music, just trying to think it through. The song “Come as You Are” by Crowder came on the radio. I have never felt anything like this before, it was the best feeling I’ve ever felt. It was the holy spirit, no doubt. Since that night, I have been living my life for the lord.

The day I rededicated my life to Christ was the most important day of my life. Psalms 121:1 and 2 says “ I lift my eyes to the mountains- where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.” I live by this scripture, and I will praise him in this storm.

Blog One -Lotti Hoffman

The Best Day of My Life (this is personal guys)

It was August 28th around 6:15 am and my nerves were shot. “I have to be up in two hours,” I had thought to myself. I was not prepared for the eventful day that was soon to come. 6:45 am, and I rolled back over, 7:15 came and I rolled over again. Sleep was a lost hope. After staring at the ceiling for another hour, 8:15 finally came. I decided to wear my favorite yellow dress because yellow was a happy color; and I was about to have the best day of my life.

With curled hair and painted toenails I walked into the kitchen with a bop. Cameron was eating a cereal bar and Jack was blowing bubbles in his milk; I was not phased by the boys because after today, I would no longer see them again. By 8:45 Callie and I were headed to the car for our two hour drive. We hopped into the car and began our journey. I was trembling with nervousness, but so excited I could not contain myself; My ADD was at an all time high (long car rides were not my forte,) as I was bouncing in my seat. After awhile I began to feel the exhaustion arrive caused by aftermath of my staring contest with the ceiling earlier that morning. Suddenly I heard, “Wake up! We are here!” I wiped the drool off of my pillow and looked in the mirror to make sure I looked my best. In big bold letters the words, Dyersburg Courthouse, were plastered on the huge white building before me. I was scared so I grabbed Callie’s hand to walk me inside. As I walk in there were people everywhere, like mosquitoes in June. People were so rushed, upset, loud, and disorientated. I could not understand why. The courthouse was the best place to be for a kid like me. It meant you could finally have your forever. In the midst of my daydreaming my lawyer came to me and in a sweet, loving voice she said, “Lotti it is time, are you ready?”

Ready could not describe the feeling I had. I walked into the courtroom with big eyes and a happy heart. In the corner of my eye I could see them standing  there and feel them staring at me. I kept trying not to act scared, but there was so much going on at once. I immediately feel my eyes fill with tears and my face became a river. Callie hugged me, and although I knew it was my last time to hug her as her child, I knew these parents and this life was going to be one to remember. As the judge banged his gavel on the podem, I knew I had finally found the perfect home. I walked up to my new parents and hugged them. The best day of my life was the day I had found MY home.

and then I woke up.

The Most Important Day; Gage Crews

January 12th was the most important day of my life. I had been living my life in the wrong way, I sinned often and worshipped rarely. I was too stupid to understand that the road I was on was the road to hell, and I needed to change my ways. January 12th was the day that I put myself on the right path, the path to Heaven.

My family used to be big on church. Every Sunday morning, you could find me and my family at church. Eventually, this passion died off. We still believed in God, but we did not worship often. We said grace before every meal, but you couldn’t see Jesus in our lives. We wore cross necklaces, but did not thank God for all of our blessing each day.

One day, it hit me. It had been a couple years since I had been to church.  I was sitting in my bedroom. All the sudden, I decided to listen to Chris Tomlin. Before I was done with the first song, I was in tears. God was within me. That night, in my bedroom, I asked God to be my Lord and Savior.  I went and told mom about what happened, and she burst in tears as soon as she heard. I asked to go to Church Sunday, of course she said yes.

That following Sunday at Church, during the first song, it hit me again. I rushed to the altar. The preacher came to me, and he told me the prayer to say. That day, I was officially saved. After the service, we worked out a date, and that following Wednesday I was baptized.

Getting saved changed my life greatly. Now I am able to walk with my head high, knowing I have a better purpose of life, which is to live for God. I now am not scared of death, because I have eternal life in Heaven.