A letter to a scared 16 year old me.

A letter to a scared 16 year old me.

Oct 12, 2016, 9:05:47 PM Religion

An open letter to the 16 year old me about to get baptised.

Why are you scared? Later today you will be in a hall with all the important people in your life, those that have always supported you.. because you are about to do something incredible.

Baptism is basically giving your life to Jesus, that is one of the least scary things you can do. Now on the day I didn’t give a speech. For whatever reason I was too nervous, so I left it up to the others. Here is what I should have said looking back:

My journey with faith started young. For those that know me, will know that I have a vicar in my family & also a prophet.. so how could it not. I remember going to meetings at 8 years of age and being in awe of the way that my Grandfather would talk about this God that I was yet to meet. Little did I know, that he had already known me for those 8 years and beyond. At 13 I went to my first Soul Survivor, I sat and wept for the father I had lost earlier that year and God came and met with me. Through a person I had never met before (she was from abroad) he told me that my dad is still proud of me, and more importantly that he loves me.

That was the first time I really questioned who God was. I wanted to know more, I was keen to grow in my faith with this God who could provide me with this better life and keep me safe. So that’s what I did.

I remember sitting in the car on the way home, so terrified to ask my parents if I could get baptised.. I put it off for weeks, and looking back I have no idea why I did such a thing. When I eventually asked, my Mother said yes like it was the most easiest statement in the world, and honestly.. I cried. I sobbed knowing that even though my family was Christian I was being accepted into this world that I had always been so nervous of.. but it felt right.

God is my father, God helps me through tough times.. he always provides and he always loves me. God is my friend, I cry and scream to him in times of need.. I thank him when something goes right and all is good with the world. I know that he has a plan for me, I know that I was made in his image and most importantly I thank God every day for the blessings he has given me.. no matter what is thrown my way.


You can find this post, alongside many others on my personal blog: https://maltesersandmumblings.wordpress.com/

Published by Charlotte Turner


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