On March 4th, 2013 a new chapter of my life opened.
On March 4th, 2013 I became a different person.
On March 4th, 2013 my old life died, and I was given new life.
On March 4th, 2013 I got baptized in the Nile River in Uganda.
But honestly this wasn’t my first time getting baptized. It was actually my 3rd. And truthfully I was worried about what people would think about me getting baptized for the 3rd time. I was worried that people would think that I didn’t take the 2 times before seriously… and they would be right.
But if I was so scared of what people were going to think about, then where is my identity? Is my identity in the people around me? Or is my identity in Christ alone?
My identity most of my life has been in the people around me. But with my identity in people, since they will fail me. I did have a fear of being rejected. I cared about what people thought and said about me. If I heard something bad about me it devastated me. I never thought I could identified by who I really am… A Christ Follower. But I am now placing my identity in my God. He will never fail me. I am his daughter and he loves me! He accepts me when I fail Him, he pursues me everyday of my life. He is always by my side, and his grants me things I need. He is all-powerful. And he knows the words that I need to hear!
I knew the Race was a ‘new’ start for me. I knew on the Race I would become and leave a different person. So I knew that on the Race I would be re-baptized to show my God that I am a new person, and a new follower of him.
Getting baptized wasn’t a big thing to me when I first accepted Christ at a young age. It also wasn’t that big of a deal the second time when I had to get ‘dunked’ in order to join a Baptist church. I did it both times just because I knew it was something that I had to do.
Getting baptized this time meant so much to me. Getting baptized meant that from then on I would be a 100% Christ follower. This time I knew what it meant to be a Christ follower. This time I knew what it truly meant for Christ to die to a cross for my sins. This time I knew how much God really loves me. I knew this time that nothing I could ever do could make Him love me any less. This time I knew that I wanted to live my life for God. I wanted his plan for my life, I wanted his forgiveness, I wanted his love.
If you are reading this and you aren’t a Christ follower. I encourage you to become one. Your life is not going to be perfect. We are not always perfect. But HE is! And his love is perfect. And his love will never fail us! But remember that God didn’t die for just 1 or 2 of your sins… He died for them ALL!
So when Christ died on that cross… so did Savannah Davis and all her sins!
