Greg Stokley | @gregstokley
I have a confession to make.
I've never been addicted to anything. Not really.
I grew up in a conservative Christian home. I went to church every Sunday. I received salvation at a young age.
With the exception of a season of backsliding in college, I have always been chasing after God. Even in that season, my convictions made me miserable. But that season ended. God put a stop to all of that nonsense and I set my face to seek His again.
So what am I even writing about? No deliverance from drugs? Pornography? No immensely radical testimony to speak of? Then what have I recovered from? What is this post about?
It's about the Gospel. It's about grace.
I used to suffer from a condition I like to call Testimony Paralysis. Simply put, this means that, due to the fact that I don't have a dramatic conversion story, I assumed that I didn't have a testimony at all. No drugs or wanton behavior for me. My story is sheltered and tame compared to many others.
But here's something we often don't think about. If we are saved by grace through faith in Jesus Christ, we are a living, breathing miracle. Just because you don't have a dramatic story involving crack houses, jail time, and an incident involving a pineapple and a night club, doesn't mean you aren't every bit a miracle as the person who owns that story. Ephesians 2:1-5 says this:
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