My Testimony

I grew up in a Christian home, going to church every Sunday. When I was eleven one of the women in my church was explaining to the youth the salvation message, and for the fist time I got it. I understood that I needed a personal relationship, and that ran deeper than going to church or praying before meals. I asked God to forgive me of my sins, and told him I believed that His son is my Lord and Savior and that God sent Jesus to die on the cross for my sins. I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior that day. Since then my relationship with God has been one of many ups and downs. Last year on Christmas day my fourteen year old cousin died of bone cancer. I was so angry with God for taking her I stopped going to church and I started living for myself and not Him. I started drinking, partying, and going to clubs, staying out at all hours of the night trying to fill the void I now had in my life, a void that only God could fill. Before my cousin had passed I had already decided on coming to Liberty, and thankfully I have parents who make me follow through. I was bitter up until move in day, when I literally saw God’s love through the leaders on the hall. Now I realize that God had a bigger plan for my life then I ever had for myself.