By Nia Moreau
When I was little, I was a juvenile delinquent. Okay...that may be a slight exaggeration. BUT I did begin to be homeschooled in the 4th grade because I got into trouble at school a lot. I wish I could say it was because I did some really heinous crime, but sadly it was only because I talked to much. My teacher would ask me to stop, and I would for a couple of minutes, but then I’d forget about it and be back it again in a matter of a few minutes. She even tried moving me to a table of all boys, so that I’d be less tempted to talk I guess. Didn’t work, I just made new friends over there, and then got them in trouble too! If social media had been around I bet I would have been taking selfies with my new bff’s!
Needless to say, I’ve never had an issue making friends. I have however had an issue making GODLY friends. Throughout high school this was fine by me, because well my faith was kind of secondary and I didn’t really think that was very important criteria for a friend. However, when I got to college my life was drastically changed because I begin to pursue a deep and personal relationship with Jesus. This affected every area of my life, my future school plans, work, friends, family even. I came to place where I felt extremely isolated, some of it because I was having to rebuild my friendships, and some because people drew away from me. It was in that time that I fully recognized the importance of community. How crucial it was to my betterment as a follower of Jesus. It was in that time that a friend, told me “You’re not an island. We are meant to fellowship”. So I begin to reach out, and surround myself with like minded people. A change that may seem so small, was one of the single biggest reasons why I am where I am today!
READ HEBREWS 10:24-25
I used to do exactly what this verse said and “neglect” meeting together. I didn’t think it was essential to my faith, and growing as a Christian. I’m here to tell you that one of my greatest realizations about my faith came from a prayer night with my youth group. I almost missed it too, because I was convinced it was stupid and didn’t matter if I went or not, I could pray on my own. But a friend was insistent, persistent and consistent about asking me week in and week out. I am not exaggerating when I say that night changed my life.
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