I cannot remember a time in my life when I did not have knowledge of God. But there were definitely seasons of not knowing him. You know ... there is a difference.
I was fortunate to grow up in a Christian home. I am grateful for grandparents who laid a Christ-centered foundation and a mother who led by example. However, no matter how many Bible verses they taught me, prayers they prayed over me or worship songs we sang together, there is one thing they just couldn't give me...
A relationship with Jesus.
I now know that knowledge of God and knowing God can lead to two very different life experiences. I often wonder if my children are learning how to move from knowledge about God to a relationship with Him.
I knew Biblical principles and many stories from the Bible. However, I really just didn't get how they applied to my life as a 10-year-old little girl.
I knew that the Bible was God's Word. I did not know how it applied to my life.
I knew that God was the Creator of the world. I did not know him as my Father.
I knew that God was Holy. I did not know that I didn't have to be holy first so that He could really love me.
I knew that Christ died to save the world from sin. I did not know how to live like I was a forgiven sinner.
At that age, I was busy trying to fix my friendships, pass my science test and convince my mother I was old enough to wear lipstick! Surely God didn't care about these things. And no way did God speak to these things in the Bible ... right?