The Cross

This weekend I have been at a conference that calls for a "Deep Shift." (Be careful how you say that!) Last night there was a experiential worship aspect which included stations. At one of the stations was a cross. When they brought the cross out, I recognized it immediately. It was a cross that was used at a retreat I went to in my teenage years. We each wrote our name on the cross and then placed a nail into the wood. So, I took a closer look at the cross and there it was- my name. "Sherri Borger- November 12, 1995." 12 years ago I made a commitment to sacrifice my own life in order to live a life for God. Seeing that statement made me wonder about the distance I have come since that day.
I know that we are not supposed to dwell on the past, but if we don't look back, we may miss how far we have come. God has been so faithful to me. He has taught me so much. It is in this looking back that I am encouraged for the future. I can't imagine where he will take me in the next 12 years or how much more I will know about him in the next years, but I do know that he will be faithful and I will trust.