Rachel Boyd

Rachel Boyd

In November 2009, I came to Haven Church. I came empty, broken, sad and plagued with personal demons. I came to Haven because I didn’t know where else to go. When I walked in, I had no expectations, no plan. I gave up expectations long ago as they usually led to disappointments.  It wasn’t long before my emptiness began to fill with hope. My sadness turned joy. I felt loved by the extended church family that had eagerly embraced me. I had a plan to be at Haven every Sunday. My life was changing. My heart was filling with God’s love. I began to understand the terms Grace and Mercy. I was learning the words as defined by God, not Webster’s. I started to read the Bible. I didn’t just read the words on the page. I longed for the stories between the pages. Small groups and Disciple classes became a part of my schedule.

During my personal journey, I was faced with a battle that I had never prepared for. The demon of addiction had attacked my family. My daughter, my princess, my heart and soul was living every mother’s worst nightmare. For nearly three years, our hell persisted. I turned to God, prayers and my Haven family for the strength and wisdom to carry on. Every time I reached out, they were there. God was there. Haven was there. I was never disappointed by either. Individuals maybe. Situations definitely. However again, God’s Grace and Mercy came through to save my daughter. Today, she is over 2 years clean, newly wed and expecting my first grandchild.
God has saved me. God has saved my daughter. God has bestowed countless blessings on my life day after day. Nothing that I can ever do will repay the cost of His Son’s life. The great thing is that I’m not asked to repay the debt. However, I am asked to serve. I am asked to serve the least of these. The citizens of Haiti are the least of these in the Western hemisphere. If I spend the rest of my life continuing on my walk with Jesus, that is an amazing thing. But if I can serve in a way that is beyond my comfort zone; If I can share God’s love with someone beyond my reach, If I can share God’s word beyond my neighborhood, that would be beyond amazing. I pray that I can share God’s love in the same way Haven shared it with me, so maybe one empty, sad, broken soul could begin their own amazing walk with God too.

 

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