A No Strings Attached Salvation. . .

I know a funny name for a title to a blog post.  But this is so true, our Salvation in Christ doesn’t require anything of us, but only that of Trust! He saved us, therefore we trust His gospel is truth! What an awesome thing that we don’t have to “do” anything to gain our salvation! 🙂 It’s rich and FREE! 🙂

I want to take a moment and reflect on who gave me this Free Salvation.

His Name is Jesus! Jesus Christ. He’s the One who holds the keys to my heart, who has given me life, and a wonderful husband and holds my sweet John Spencer in His arms.  Who gave me a wonderful family and in laws, two wonderful sisters in laws and beautiful nieces and nephews! Cousins, Aunts and Uncles, and wonderful Grandparents some who have gone on before me. And a wonderful Church family and the best circle of friends a person could ask for! Also access to Facebook with a whole ‘nother world of friends! He has given me tangible people in my life, people that I can receive hugs and handshakes from. I am so indebted to my Saviour for all the blessings He has graciously given to me. But really none of them are compared to what He has done on the cross for me.

Yes, He saved me from my sins. My filthy rags have been washed clean like freshly fallen snow.

Before I delve into other matters of my life and those things going on in my life, I first must reflect the soul purpose of why I do these things, why I do anything. I want to first give all my attention on how the Lord brought me to this state of Salvation, for those of you that have never heard my story, and may not possess one of your own.  Here’s the story, how the Lord rescued me from myself.

“Salvation? Sure I want to be saved!”

Those were my thoughts when I was asked by my mother back when I was 7 years of age.  But of course like most youngsters I had no idea what Salvation was really all about. I just knew it was a good thing and my parents got excited about it.  Never did I realize it would take me on a journey to find out what I was truly made of and what it would require of me.

Yes, I said a prayer, I walked an aisle and got baptized as all normal Christians did, or were expected to do. I made a profession of faith, but that faith I never really understood.  I wanted to know, what that really meant but I was too afraid to ask questions. I remember asking questions once in school (1st Grade, maybe?), it must have been something very simple minded, for I remember being laughed at by my other peers.  So from then on, I didn’t want to ask questions I would basically cave in and never again ask questions about the things that really bothered me, for fear of being laughed at again. If it was really that important I would look it up for myself.

I remember back when I was a teen really searching and listening in on a conversation that I guess I was involved in but wasn’t talking, just listening… the first time I ever heard words like, Predestination, the Doctrines of Grace, and T.U.L.I.P. acrostic… what was this all about? What did it all mean, what did that have to do with the Bible! I wanted to know. By then, we had changed our Church going from the Southern Baptist Church to trying out a Free Presbyterian Church.  I remember coming to the church because we had been pretty good friends with the Pastor and his family.  And some of the church goers at the time.  I will never forget the first sermon or one of the first that began to break my heart and it actually frightened me. I hadn’t ever heard one like it.  It was almost as though my heart had been dead to preaching until I heard the sermon on Heaven and Hell and the realness of the two.

The sermon was very clear in my mind and when I normally listen to people talk, I paint pictures in my mind, and I can see things in color, bright vivid colors. I was painting pictures of how beautiful Heaven is according to Pastor’s description and the ugliness and the frightening images of hell and what it must be like there.  It scared me so bad that I burst into tears….and couldn’t stop crying. I knew if I died that night I would be in hell.  But I refused still not to ask questions.

I remember another time, when my parents decided to join the church Pastor asked my older brother and I to give a brief account of our Salvation so that we were not taking communion unworthily as Scriptures teach. When I was asked the question, “Why do you believe you are saved?” It almost made me angry, because no one had ever asked me if I was saved, almost as though there was disbelief in their hearts. But there wasn’t, it was just a question, I merely took it the wrong way in my mind. After my brother gave an eloquent description of why he believed him to be saved, I foolishly thought of something nice to say, “Because, I believe my name is written in the book of life”.

You may ask. Why do you believe you were not saved, then? Because I know my heart better than anyone and there is no way that I could have been saved, truly.  A good majority of people in America go through the motions when they are young but if they were truly honest with themselves then maybe they would realize their need of a Saviour just as I knew I was.  Yes, I was still holding onto that “I prayed a prayer, I did this, I did that, I made that commitment, I, I, I.”   There was no room for what Christ did for me, it was all me.  I saved me. Not Christ saved me.

Salvation is REAL?!

I remember finally being frustrated play acting the role of a Christian and finally breaking the wall of that cave and going to my mom asking her questions! YES!! I asked questions, questions that had been on my mind and heart off and on for several years, finally after a year of college and filling my mind with these Presbyterian thoughts, yes, that’s what I call them.  Being around so many Free Pres. peeps helped me open my eyes to things I never knew before.

I asked my mom, what Predestination was, what was the Doctrines of Grace and what is this acrostic, T.U.L.I.P. all about??? I wanted to know, and I wanted to know NOW!  I was over with unanswered questions and I needed to know.  My mother sat down so gently with me, (Yes, without laughing at me!), and explained everything I wanted to know.  She even gave me a book to read to help open my eyes to these things.  It was an easy read, a novel so it made it more enjoyable than most more in depth books that made no sense to me or just too over the top, boring if you will.

It was almost as if a light bulb clicked on in my head… like something clicked.  No, I didn’t pray a prayer, I didn’t walk down the aisle, I didn’t do anything but sit there in my thoughts… it was a knowing that Salvation isn’t about me! It’s not about what I did to save me.  It was Christ, all I had to “do” was rely on Him, to “trust” Him! That’s it! To trust fully on my Saviour that He IS telling the truth. I didn’t have to rely on things I did, actions I accomplished, even reading the scripture or praying, it wasn’t a check list for brownie points with Christ, if I got this done, God would give me yada, yada, yada… No! Jesus saved me and doesn’t need me to help make that happen! He did it for me because HE LOVES ME!! Yes, Jesus. Loves. Me!!!

I felt as though I had experienced Christians’ burden lifted from my shoulders. All I had to do was trust, to let go, and let God.  I was holding onto so many things to base my trust on and it wasn’t about how many things I could hold onto, but that I needed to let go of everything and just take a tight hold on Christ.  WOW! I am still so amazed and often times still hang onto things that don’t need so tight a hold onto.  I’m definitely not perfect in letting go of things. But Salvation is REAL!  13 years of being in the dark because I didn’t ask questions!

Now, I ask questions!

Don’t ever stop asking questions even if people laugh at you.  I can’t help but ask questions now, and sometimes I am so full of questions those around me wish I would close my mouth! 🙂

What about you, have you ever had a fear of asking questions? Did you ever struggle wondering if you were saved? Are you saved? Truly? Tell me about some of your fears and anxieties. How do you shut those fears up? Would love to hear feedback!

Thank you for reading and next time I hope to tell you more of the great things God has graciously done for this poor sinner who’s been saved by Grace!! God is good ALL the time, ALL the time God is Good!! 🙂


Published by spencerswoman84

Hi Im Katie! Welcome to my blog! This is just a simple retreat for me to blog about everyday stuff, art, lifestyle, food, baby loss to a mama who has much experience. Thank you for following my journey! God bless you! Sincerely, Katie

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