The “Changed by Jesus” series features stories about how Jesus is working through the ministry of Mars Hill Church to change lives. If God has used Mars Hill to transform your life, please consider emailing your account to testimony[at]marshillchurch.org.
This week our Changed by Jesus testimony comes from Tara, who attends our Ballard campus.
Light in the Darkness — Changed by Jesus #15
I was raised in a United Pentacostal Church. It was a legalistic, charismatic, fundamentalist church that taught that I must speak in tongues to be saved, and that if I cut my hair or watched TV I was going to go to hell.
When I was twelve, my parents moved me cross country twice to loosen the grip of the church on our lives, and in hopes that we be able to live in a more “conventional” society. After my parents left the United Pentacostal Church, I attended a non-denominational church for two years until my pastor died suddenly of cancer. Shortly thereafter, due to years of extenuating circumstances, my parents divorced. I was fifteen, in a strange city, with a sense of uninhibited freedom coupled with the notion that everything I was taught to believe as a child may or may not be true. I made a conscience decision to rebel and turn my back on God.
The following years were nothing but miserable. I experimented with alcohol, sexual immorality, and garden variety drugs, prescription and illegal. I lived my life the way I thought I wanted to, without shame, regret, or humility, pillaging my body and treating others with no regard. I won’t go into gory detail, but I have hurt God, myself, and many, many people for no reason but my own selfish desires and stubborn ways.
I woke up one morning, hungover, realizing that I couldn’t remember the last time I had been sober in the past six years. I knew that I needed to make some big changes in my lifestyle to avoid inadvertently killing myself or someone else. I spent the next eighteen months trying to control my sin, always stumbling back into the same devastating patterns.
Easter 2006, my roommate asked me to come to church with her and her boyfriend. I quickly obliged, yearning to feel the unconditional love of Jesus. We attended the evening service at Mars Hill Church and my life has been forever changed. I realized that I had long since forgotten the sacrifice that Jesus made for me though I did nothing to deserve it. On that Easter Sunday, I was so ashamed of the pain that I had caused so many. That was the day that I asked Jesus to forgive me of my sins, to renew my heart, and to transform my life into what was accepting and holy to God. Since that day he has continued to convict me of my sin, disciplining me and pruning the dead parts of my old life away.
Although it continues to be a painful and sometimes unclear process, I am forever thankful. I know that through the grace and mercy of God, the willingness of Jesus’ sacrifice, and the gifts of the Holy Spirit, I have been redeemed. The joy that knowledge brings is overwhelming; it brings me to tears just thinking of it. It is my prayer that my story can be a sliver of hope, a light of the power of Jesus, shining for those who are still lost and searching in the dark.