My Testimony

Hello my dear! If you are reading this then for some reason you are interested in how I got to be where I am today and that makes my heart very happy!:) 

As you can see from my posts I love God with my whole heart and He will always be my number one! But I want to tell you that for a long time I didn’t believe in God, I didn’t trust God and I hated Christians. 

Growing up, I was always raised with the idea that going to Church was normal and good but not necessarily something useful or mandatory. My family was not religious but we did do the routine church schedule on Sundays. Get up, go to church, eat lunch, come home. Church was never something I liked attending. I just didn’t get it. Nothing clicked for me. 

Freshman year of high school, one of my best friends was killed in a freak dirtbike accident. This is where my downfall began. I didnt know where to turn. I felt so lost and alone. I spent the end of freshman year crying my eyes out every night yelling at God in hate that He killed my best friend. This is where I lost all my faith. “If God WAS real why would he let this happen?”, I would ask myself. I felt hopeless.

During my sophomore year of high school, I began hanging around people who spent their time worshiping bongs and alcohol to cope with my stress. Now, I never smoked or drank but being there while they were doing it was basically me saying that I supported their downfall. Which, looking back, I regret. Also during this time my mom and my step father were at constant war with one another.  My house was always filled with yelling and the sound of lamps breaking. My mom drug me into their marriage and I soon became seen as their mediator rather than her child. I wanted to help my mom but dragging me into her marriage put a lot of pressure on me and at times I became suicidal. I didn’t know how to handle anything or deal with the pain of seeing yet, another, father figure walk out of my life. Times were hard and I had felt I reached my breaking point. 

The summer of sophomore year I began talking to a boy named Kyler who lived in Florida. My best friend, Taylor, and I became very close with his friends and we all hung out all the time. I loved their company and although they did drink I loved that they could have fun with out alcohol as well. We spent all summer together laughing and having the time of our lives. July 23, 2010 Jonathon, one of Kylers friends, invited Taylor and I to attend an event called “The Basement.” Not knowing what to expect Taylor and I went. Little did I know that this would be the start of a new life for me.

The Basement was filled with over 1,000 people worshiping God. I was overwhelmed by the sight and realized that something in my life was off. I began to attend Church of the Highlands in Birmingham, Al. I raised enough money to attend one of their biggest conferences of the year called “Motion.” 

Motion was a 3 day retreat that consisted of bible study, small groups, listening to speakers and worshiping God. On the third night everyone attending the conference was gathered in the sanctuary. We were told to just stat praying out loud to God to mend our hearts, to thank Him for everything. We were told to basically fall at he feet of the Lord and surrender our lives to Him. And that’s exactly what I did. I fell to my knees in tears and cried out to God. It was the most beautiful moment of my life and I will never forget it. I had never felt anything so real and uplifting. For the first time in my life I felt free. 

Today, I am strong in my faith and I am a women after God’s own heart. I cant get enough of Him :) My goal in life is to make Him known and bring the joy that I found in His love to others. 

Thank you so much for reading my testimony! If you have any questions I would be more than happy to answer them :)

Also, if you do not know what The Basement is follow this link and check it out! It’s something you have to see to believe :) www.thebasementonline.com