I used to be a serial pepto bismol drinker. I had an intense fear of throwing up, so any time I was nauseous, I took a swig of my pink medicine that I always kept in the refrigerator. Straight from the bottle. My husband thought it was the grossest thing, but it was my placebo. I had to give up pepto bismol when I got pregnant with our first baby. Isn’t it terribly unfair that we can’t have that during pregnancy – the one time we really need it? I only dealt with morning sickness for a week or so and I never threw up. Either way, it would’ve been nice to have when I got nervous about it.
Okay, this really isn’t going to be a post about pepto bismol. Not entirely. Just hear me out.
The other night, I was super nauseous for whatever reason and I decided to take some to ease my stomach. I don’t really freak out over getting sick anymore – I just can’t get sick when I’ve got kids to chase around.
As I took a sip of my pink medicine, I smiled to myself. I thought of the night I got saved almost 8 years ago and how pepto bismol was oddly a part of it.
Not a part of my salvation. Just part of the memory.
You see, I had been struggling with whether or not I was saved for a long time. I’d tell myself it was just doubts, but doubts can be eased with the Truth. I had no testimony, no moment I could look back on and remember that I asked God to save me. God had been dealing with me about it for months.
I didn’t think about it all of the time, but when I did, I had no peace. I tried telling myself that I knew tons of Bible and was in church mostly every service. I even tried to go with a story that I had prayed for Jesus to save me as a five year old girl, though I didn’t truly understand then. Looking back, I knew I didn’t.
I had no peace about the matter. It was more like I would rationalize myself out of it and feel better temporarily. Or I would just get angry and refuse to talk about it anymore.
The night I did get saved, I remember the peace I felt immediately. I had finally let go of my pride and admitted my lost condition, asking Jesus to save me. It was peace like I had never known. It was crazy to think I had gone so long trying to talk myself out of it.
As my husband sat at our dinner table that night discussing what had happened, I was still in awe. I was so peaceful, so happy in the decision I had made to trust Christ.
And in no failure to make silly comparisons like I often did/still do, I told my husband that the peace I felt was like pepto bismol being poured over my heart.
Oh you know, the commercials where the pink medicine is poured over the ailing stomach and coats it. That’s all I could think of in my mind to describe how I felt in that moment.
Okay, so it wasn’t the most spiritual description of peace. Could you have imagined me giving my testimony at church and saying, “I got saved YALL and the blood of Jesus was poured over my heart like that pink medicine in the upset stomach nausea diarrhea commercial!”
That didn’t happen, but I kind of chuckle to myself imagining the scene.
Either way, I had peace like I had never known before. I had a testimony. I had something I could stand on: the Truth. And most importantly, I knew where I was going when I died. It was wonderful to know and in turn, my emotions were joyful and happy.
Everybody’s testimony is different. As with most big moments in my life, there are some odd things like this that make me giggle as I look back.
Like the moment I held my first born, I heard the song Surfer Girl by the Beach Boys playing in my head.
But there should absolutely be one common denominator. It’s not about a moment where you felt good in church or when you decided to turn over a new leaf. It’s not even about the emotions. Although for some, they will show as a result.
The important detail is knowing that you have trusted Christ as your Savior. You realized you were lost, hopelessly on your way to hell. And you went to Christ, knowing He was absolutely the only way to Heaven. You turned from your self righteousness and looked unto Christ for salvation.
I pray that you know Him. There is no real peace without knowing you’re His and that your eternity is secure.