Yes, it is that simple...

I was 39 years old and working a very stressful and demanding job.  That Monday, all day, my heart was miles away at church camp.  My 8 year old daughter was attending church camp for the first time.  I had no reason to worry, my mom was also there on campus to oversee, help, or whatever with my daughter.  Not that my girl ever needed that at all!  I always instilled in my daughter a strong sense of independence which she wholly embraced, probably naturally, but also encouraged by me every step of her life.  My heart was there because I simply wanted to be there. At the last minute on Monday afternoon, I took Tuesday off, rushed home, packed a bag, called church camp and arranged to spend the night on Monday and spend Tuesday all day with my baby girl.  Leaving work late, packing, traffic, etc. caused me to arrive at church camp near the end of their evening worship service.  I crept up towards the doors at the front of the gym where the nightly worship services were held.  I did not want to interrupt and I could see through the skinny glass window in the door that they were wrapping up the service.  I patiently waited just outside the door knowing that soon the girls would come pouring out those doors to go to their dorm to change clothes in order to participate in whatever after service activities awaited them that night.  I was so excited!  I was here!  I was going to get to spend at least 24 hours with my daughter, my mom, and so many friends that I had known for years.  Yes, a respite from a whirlwind life of deadlines, budgets, accounts, and tasks at work.  Yay for me!!!

The service was dismissed and as expected, here come the girls!  My daughter, Shelby, came busting out those doors and happily greeted me, "Hey Momma! I got saved tonight!"  She hugged me and said, "I'll be back" and ran off to the dorm with her friends.  I entered the gym/sanctuary and was blown away by emotion.  This was a BIG moment!  My baby was saved!  

She had left me in shambles.  I was overjoyed at her decision but the simplicity of her decision overwhelmed me.  I was crying tears of joy over her decision but pondered how simple she made it sound.  She had believed, she had trusted Jesus as her Savior, and she was saved.  Her faith was solid.  Her belief was real.  Her acceptance of Him was complete.  All in one simple act of faith and in one moment of surrender.  

Why do we complicate salvation to the point that people we are trying to reach feel it is impossible?

God loves each and every human he ever created and it is as simple as that child's faith, years ago, just let go!  Believe! Accept! Surrender!  NO QUESTIONS ASKED!

My adult friends at camp understood my bewilderment and after a while we were able to laugh about how her simple acceptance threw me off kilter for a little while.

I was raised in church and I accepted at a young age but years of judgement, guilt, and shame piled on me by other people had left me feeling less than.  I realized and I am often reminded of that little girl and her faith that night.  People did not save me, Jesus did!

NEVER let others make you feel like you are not worthy, deserving, or enough.  You are!  Why?  God says, "You are!"  THE END

I've heard all the sermons, acronyms, catch phrases, etc.

However, it is very simple.  Accept you are a sinner, Believe Jesus can save you, Confess your sins. 

Salvation is not earned.  It is simply received/accepted by you.

"Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved."  Acts 16:31

Don't let others confuse you or complicate this matter.  It is so simple.

I truly pray that this blesses you in some little way and you will pass this message along.

Love and Prayers!