A Thirteen Year Olds Perspective of God
ChildrenIt was the same drill. But then something happened.
Wow. God is good. He is amazing. Fantastic. No...fantastical. He is the bomb shizzle fizzle wizzle gizzle. He’s the coolest guy every. I love him to death. So now you get that I like God, right. Read to the end. Alright.
I’ve always known God. At 5 years old I prayed the prayer. I knew he was there and Jesus died for me, but I didn’t really know him. Well, who would expect that a 5 year old to have a loving, growing relationship with the Maker of the universe?
The years go past. Mummy reads the Bible stories before bed every night. Daddy does the prayers. Have grace before dinner. Go to church every Sunday. But other than that there wasn’t really anything.
School started. A brand new school. Made some friends. Mum stopped reading the stories. Life goes on...not much happens. I never really talked to Him much. I started doing the swim program at Emmanuel College on the Gold Coast, Australia, met some people, got to know the school.
Grade 7 came along...I changed schools. From a boring, uninteresting, not overly friendly non-Christian school, to a fantastic, interesting, loving, caring Christian school. My world went upside-down. I made friends quickly, the whole grade loved “Tim the new guy.” At year 7 camp, everything was fantastic. In tents in the middle of no where. Eating out of cooking tents.
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