This blog has nothing to do with bowling in the ball and 10-pin sense of the word. In 1986, I married the love of my life…a godly man whose last name is both a noun and verb. I was happy to trade in my maiden name, O’Brien, for his, which is why my name is Kathy Bowling.
Long before that time, when I was 11 years old, I asked my best friend what the Sunday school teacher meant when she asked us if we were saved. Lori told me, “It doesn’t mater.” Later that summer, at camp, while everyone else was riding horses and my allergies kept me from the activity, I asked a counselor the same question. She explained that God had sent His son, Jesus, to earth to live a sinless life and die in my place for my sins. All I had to do to be saved, according to the Book of Acts, was to “Call upon the name of the Lord.” That night, in the dark, tucked tightly into the top bunk at Camp Id Ra Ha Je, I silently asked Jesus to come into my heart and save me. I believe with all of my heart that He heard that prayer and answered me.
When my parents came to faith in Jesus, the three of us were baptized during a Sunday evening service at First Christian Church in Englewood, Colorado. I wish I could say that I have lived every minute of every day since that time in absolute devotion to my Lord and Savior. But I allowed myself to become distracted by the world and wasted many years.
I want to use this blog as a platform to share some of those missteps and the valuable lessons God has taught me through them by His Spirit. The story won’t always be pretty. But it will always be real. I learned long ago that it’s pointless to put on errs. I’m too obviously human.
God is amazing. I hope you know Him. And if you do, I hope you are growing to love Him more each and every day. Life is short. Hell is hot. God is good.
With love in Jesus,