My Baptism

So here lately I have been thinking about my baptism. I thought I would share with all my sisters how thankful I am that God chose me to be one of his children. This September will be my 5th year since I started my walk with God. See my sister and I were living on our own when I was 15 and she was 18 years old. We both worked at this restaurant called Zydeco's New Orleans Grill next door to where we lived. So being that young and not having any one around to tell us what to do we pretty much done whatever we wanted to do. Well also working at this restaurant were two sisters in the faith. They would say things and I just totally blew them off. I didn't want to hear what they had to say. I was having fun, or so I thought. We worked together for about 3 years before I finally came to church. I first stepped into the church January of 2004. I went for a couple months and then stop. I started to realize that there was more to this life than what I had, and it scared me. I still continued to hang out with the sisters, so I didn't leave totally. August of 2004 my sister, a friend of hers, and I took a trip to Florida. Well while we were down there a hurricane hit. We had know it was coming but it was on the other side of Florida. Well lets just say the hurricane changed direction and came straight across land. We were on the 20th floor and I remember waking up to water pouring in the windows and sitting in a chair swaying back in forth. So as soon as I got back home I started going back to church. August 29 this sister and her family and I went out to eat after church. As we sat there talking about things I told her I wanted to be baptized. We called Bro. Jerry and he talked to me about it. He asked me if I was sure about it, and I all I could say was I have never been more sure about anything. So the following Wednesday night before church I was baptized. The following Sunday we had the Lord's supper and I have been ever so thankful since then. God has been so good to me. He gave me a good husband, three very handsome boys, great in-laws, and a wonderful family in Christ. So the thought came on my mind what have I done for God? Do I make God happy? I try, I know there are things that I need to work on. And so I ask for prayer, that I would be a person that is pleasing to God. That my eyes and ears would be open. And that I would be willing to do any and everything that the Lord puts before me. That I would be in subjection to my husband as God wants. Not that I am horrible, but this is something I do struggle with. I am a very strong willed person, and I need not to be so much. But I know with God's help I can do anything.