Have you ever heard the phrase "I'm a Christian" and decided to back off? Have you ever heard the words "I'm going to church" and thought 'weirdo'. Have you ever judged someone for their faith? On the other hand, have you ever listened to what they have to say, and realised that, actually, they're pretty normal people?

Now, hold on a minute... Give me a chance and hear me out...

If you are a Christian (or not too I guess) and heard the words "what is your testimony?" and thought 'crap, I don't have one!'... Well I did too, until now!

My life itself is a miracle really - I was born to two disabled parents (my mother was told she'd never have children, however - as always - she proved them wrong and that resulted in my brother and me!). So that itself is a miracle.. Who'd have thought that miracles still happen hey?! Well they do! I've seen and heard of miracles throughout my life, some of which have effected me greatly (that's a story for another day!). But I've had my own little miracles, and I have finally come to the realisation of what my testimony* really is. And it's my career.

I was always brought up as a Christian. I went to Christian holiday camps in the summer with my two friends, Jenna & Kim. I went to church every week, attended Sunday School. And that was that.

It got to my GCSE's. I became very lazy and could not be bothered. However, by some miracle, I managed to pass all 12 subjects that I took. I was awarded A*-C in all exams. (Bare with me... It gets better!)

I attended a 6th form college in Southport. I hated every minute of it! It was hell on earth. I didn't try in any of my subjects, couldn't be bothered to revise for exams and just didn't engage at all. I was diagnosed with dyslexia and dyscalculia whilst attending college which didn't help as I was always put down due to my lack of academic progress. During my AS level exams, my father fell very ill. He was admitted to hospital and underwent surgery to revive his only working kidney. Thank God, he survived and made it out for the summer holidays. (Another miracle...) During my A2 levels, my father fell extremely ill again. He was taken into hospital in early February. He was hospital bound for 2 months, missing my 18th birthday and Easter. I went on an amazing trip to Paris for my birthday and when I came home, there he was... Waiting for me at the front door! I was so excited to see him and another miracle had occurred! Two weeks later, whilst I was undergoing my A2 level exams, he was taken back into hospital. In late May, my father was diagnosed with cancer. They suspected he had had it for a number of years. We didn't know what was going to happen. He remained in hospital for a further few months - he missed my engagement and the end of my exams (and finishing at the hell hole!). But he was super excited for me!

On the 9th of July 2012, my father lost his life long battle of ill health. He passed away peacefully in a medically induced coma. I was completely heart broken! What was Daddy's little princess without her King? My world had been turned upside down and I didn't know what to think! How was I going to cope? What was I going to do? Why did this have to happen to me? Why my father? But no answers came...

A Level results day arrived. I didn't even bother to open my results at first, I knew I had failed. I didn't even care though, that was the worst thing. Eventually, I opened my results and text my mum (from my bedroom, to the lounge) to tell her that I had failed all of my exams. She was very understanding and knew why I hadn't done as well as I could have. I checked my UCAS profile online... Rejected, rejected, rejected... pending. Pending? What?! BUT I FAILED! I rang the university and asked them to reject it sooner rather than later so that I could go through clearing. "We can't do that Elizabeth, the university haven't decided whether to offer you a place or not!". WHAT?! COULD IT BE ANOTHER MIRACLE?!

Long story short... Despite failing my A Level exams, I got into university and, as you may know if you read my other blog post, I am currently in my final year! And it has flown by! Just as everyone said it would! University hasn't been easy, I have to admit. I'm not academic, I'm not the clever one in the family and I have struggled a lot! Low grades, rubbish placements... One thing after another.

My last little miracle... I have the most amazing placement school for my final placement. The staff I am working with are amazing, the children are little gems and I don't want to leave! I couldn't have asked for a better school at a better time!

So... you may be thinking "how can you believe in God when he took your dad?", "how can you have faith when this, that and the other has happened to you?" ... I do have an answer...

  1. God gave man free will... It is our own doing.
  2. God gave me hope to give to the hopeless.

Proverbs 3:5-6 says:

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge him and he will straighten your paths".

  • Testimony: In law and in religion, testimony is a solemn attestation as to the truth of a matter.