I used to tell people that I ‘became a Christian’ when my husband died. But the truth is so much more complex than that. In reality, my journey began long before then and continues every day. It’s a journey that involves both doubt and belief in varying degrees.
I recently recalled an experience of people praying that I would have joy in my life. An experience from years ago, but one which is currently shaping and changing the way I am thinking about my life, about the world around me, and about my relationship with God.