I’m a good person, right? I’m sure we’ve all said that to ourselves at some point in our lives. I’ve never considered myself a badperson, but I distinctly remember being 25 years old at my grandmother’s funeral, thinking, “What have I done with my life? What will be said about me when I’m the one in the casket?” Morbid, maybe, but definitely realistic.

Doing things for others has always been important to me. At various stages in my life, I’ve been given the opportunity to serve others, and I find it more rewarding than anything else. If I have something to give, why wouldn’t I? Most people believe that they were put on this Earth for one reason or another, and I truly believe mine is giving and serving.

In January 2017, a neighbor was trying out churches in the area and asked my non-church going husband and myself to join her. I wasn’t particularly interested, but we went anyway. As soon as the music started, I was in tears. I wasn’t sad, but I was overcome with emotion. I was thinking of my parents (both deceased) and how happy they would be knowing I was there. By no coincidence, the message of that day was about serving others. From Jeremiah 29:7 – “But seek the welfare of the city where I have sent you into exile, and pray to the Lord on its behalf, for in its welfare you will find your welfare.” Pastor Jason Gerdes told us to seek the welfare in our communities, and reminded us that we didn’t have to go far from our front doors to find those in need. That message stuck with me.

Fast forward to the fall of 2017. I wake up each morning reminded of that message and everything Pastor Jason said. I started thinking of ways to help in my community, especially with the holidays approaching. Weeks go by, and I cannot stop thinking about the church I had attended or the message. It was clear that Jesus was reaching out for me. I tried to ignore it, but the messages just got stronger. I went to the church’s website and started watching and listening to old sermons. I was hooked right away. In all of my free time and every long commute, I was listening. I started telling my husband about it and he asked me if I wanted to go to church that Sunday. We went, accepted Jesus into our hearts, and the rest is history.

I love cooking and especially cooking for the others. I am from the south, you know. I love Jesus, and know I was put here to help others. My mission for 2018 and forward is to use my blessings to bless others by seeking the welfare in my community.