I want to love God.

I want to attempt to love God as much as he loves us.

And how can I love God as much as he loves us, if I don’t know HOW he loves us?

I want to learn the How of God. I desire to KNOW God.

Disclaimer: This is a story I've told over a million times and I will continue to tell all my life. Also a plug for more stories for the Thank God for Tim website. :) 

Psalm 126:2 We were filled with laughter, and we sang for joy. And the other nations said, "What amazing things the LORD has done for them."

I had a dream recently about defining moments in my life. In the dream I was about 7 or 8 and I planning out the things I would see and do, the places and reasons I would move, and the people I would meet from all of this. In the dream I didn’t know that I had lived through all these things yet, but I knew they were familiar. I didn’t really understand the dream and I still don’t know what it means for me, but I can definitely see that a lot of the things God has shown me and done directly in my life are things that I wouldn’t have ever been able to think of happening.

One particular is a story that I love to tell about God’s planning in my life and his extreme grace for showing me after things were in place:
When the plan started, I was ten years old and my two older sisters and I were at home. My middle sister and I were arguing about who knew more “Remember the Titans” quotes and I was upset with her so I left the house to ride our four-wheeler. My oldest sister came out to remind me that I wasn’t supposed to be riding it without permission from our parents but put the helmet on me and told me to stay close to the house. (Red flag: Don’t disobey your parents and don’t do things out of anger!!) I was turning in the alley a block from our house and turned too far into a Farm to Market road and was hit head on by a truck. It was a seriously traumatic accident and if the right people hadn’t been in the right place at this time, I wouldn’t be here. Nearly every bone on the left side of my body was broken and I was in a medically induced coma for 11 days. In this time though, my family was so faithful and knew that God would heal me and that there was a bigger plan for my life.

Fast forward 9 years: I was retelling my testimony of how God had worked a miracle and how gracious He had been in giving me peace about it, while at the Saltshaker Retreat during my first year of college. The next day I was talking with Daniel Herb about sports and how coincidental it was that when he at the Regional Swim Meet in Andrews, I was one of the timers for the same meet because it was held at my high school.  When he said he was from Abilene, I said, “Oh yeah? My oldest sister went to McMurry,” to which he replied, “Are you related to Kylie?” It was weird that he associated me with her because nobody at Tech knew her! Then he said the thing that changed my world, “You’re the girl in my testimony!”

That night he was sharing his testimony about how when he was in high school he was dealing with life and that my oldest sister had been the youth intern at the church he went to and had shared her testimony of how my accident had impacted her relationship with God. While he was talking, I realized how big God was in that he had been planning this meeting for years! It changed my life and made me realize how selfish I had been before this point.

This experience set me up for an incredible rest of the year and reviled to me the passion I had for coincidental stories of how God will work though things. Last semester, I felt that the Lord was calling me to make a website in order to get those kinds of stories out and to spread that kind of encouragement from them! So I’m working on the site and would love to have any kind of story about miracles in your own life!!