Sunday, 31 July 2011

Like An Eyebrow Wax

Bear with me as I explain...

I've been going to church my whole life (even when in my mum's tummy), and grew up going to Hills Christian Life Centre (old name of Hillsong) church every Sunday with my parents. It was in Sunday school that I learnt about events in the Bible, and stories about Jesus. It was just a part of life, which I didn't mind. It was usually quite fun.

When I was about 8 years old, I was curious about heaven, and what would happen when I died. So I talked to my mum about it, and I prayed to Jesus, the sinner's prayer. And to be really sure, I put my hand up at Sunday school when the kid's pastor asked if anyone wanted to become a Christian. I even got a certificate. The certificate is gone by now, but I am sure of my salvation.

At 8 years old, Jesus was as real to me as Santa Claus (who I might have believed in for a while). But now I know, Jesus is actually real. Nothing makes sense without Him.

Reflecting back, I know I've been blessed to have always had a church to go to, other Christians and a Bible to get guidance from, and a God who loves me unconditionally. I don't know what sort of person I would be if I never knew Jesus. Maybe more insecure, less caring, pessimistic...I don't know. I sometimes wonder, how other people get through life when they have no hope. They must be distracted by other things.

Becoming a Christian is like getting an eyebrow wax. You don't know what you're missing until that unnecessary hair is stripped off! I got my first eyebrow wax last year, and before then, I didn't even care about my eyebrows, or that there was anything wrong. It took a beauty therapist to guide me in the correct eyebrow way. Now I notice regrowth, and it bugs me. I can now stand the pain of the hair coming out because it will produce a more beautiful me (on the outside at least). Of course, the cleansing of sin is a much bigger deal, and I'm sure, will produce a more beautiful person on the inside. It may be painful at first to let go of the old life, but when you get used to the new life, it is the only one you'll accept.

1 comment:

  1. Haha, I like the comparison =) Never thought of it that way.

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