Songs of Salvation – Amanda Mason

Posted June 9, 2019 by Phyllis Helton in Songs of Salvation / 0 Comments

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Welcome to Songs of Salvation! Each Sunday I will feature a Christian author sharing a "Song of Salvation" to uplift and encourage believers and glorify God. 

And they overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb and because of the word of their testimony, and they did not love their life even when faced with death. Revelation 12:11 NLT


Authors, find out how to share your Song of Salvation here.

As the granddaughter of a pastor, I don’t remember a time that I didn’t attend church. My mother was a Godly woman, who installed in my brother and myself the importance of reliance on and a relationship with the Almighty. I grew up in a small rural Southern church where preachers yelled, parishioners ‘amened’ and summer revivals brought crowds from miles around.

It was at one such summer revival that I first felt God dealing with my heart. At the end of the service, the preacher would give an altar call, for anyone that felt led by God to come down the aisle, kneel at the altar and “do business” with God. I remember this unbelievable pull to go the altar the first night of revival and I reasoned with myself that I didn’t need to go. Revivals lasted all week back then and by Friday night I was tired of fighting the pull on my heart, the preacher gave the altar call and I took a step out in faith and headed down that aisle.

I remember the preacher putting his arms around me, he seemed to be a giant to my 11 year old self, and he asked me what I needed. I can close my eyes to this day and relive that memory, without a thought I replied, “I need to be saved.” I can see that preacher, throw his hands heavenward and shout glory over my salvation. I remember kneeling at a crowded altar. I don’t remember the words I prayed, but I know that night I became a child of God.

Throughout my teenage and young adult years, I was plagued with doubts of my salvation. As I look back, I realize now that I had never grown in my Christianity. I asked Jesus to save me that night and he did, but I neglected the relationship. As I grew further from Christ, I was confident that there were things I had done that would make Christ not only not love me, but also make Him unable to forgive me. Only after I rededicated my life to Christ and I earnestly began to study the Bible, and pray did I truly begin to understand redemption and grace.

I also began to understand the calling God had placed on my life to be a writer. I want to convey in my writings that God is a God of love and redemption, He can make beautiful things out of ashes, and He can restore hope to hopeless situations. Nothing is impossible with God. That is the message that He has given me and that is the message I pray I convey in my writings.

About Amanda Mason

Amanda Mason lives in rural Middle Tennessee with her husband and three children. She loves to write, read, sing when no one is listening and chase after her three active children. Mason is a high school teacher by day and a keyboard warrior by night

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