My high school years were full of anxiety. It overtook my body. I was left feeling sick, tired, and nauseous constantly. My fear of everyday activities hurt my relationships with friends and family. I found this fear translated into many other areas, including my faith. I had a negative view of religion. I thought it…
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I’ve known about God for as long as I can remember. Some of my earliest memories involve me hearing the Gospel from my parents or sharing it with a family member. I wanted to be a “Christian” at a very young age because I thought it would make my parents happy. I attended church regularly,…
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I grew up Catholic and outside of religious education and church, I didn’t really think about God in my life. I went on two summer mission trips in high school, but it was hard to keep that passion for God when school started up again. In high school I met this group of friends growing…
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Growing up, I didn’t have the luxury of the internet or any of the social media platforms we use today. Instead, I spent most of my leisure time exploring the creek by my house, doing my chores, or building Lego sets. I did not come from a wealthy background; my dad tirelessly worked two jobs…
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I grew up in a Christian family and cannot remember a time when I didn’t know the Gospel or pray regularly. While I would consider myself a Christian and sought to live according to the Bible, I wasn’t living in the fullness of what God had for me. Even though I now know Christ was…
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God reveals himself to people in different ways. He has shown His love for me in many ways, but I especially see God moving in my life through the communities I am a part of. I was fortunate enough to grow up in the Church. I knew who God was from a very young age…
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I grew up the youngest of nine children who were homeschooled in a Christian household. My parents ensured we were being filled daily with Scripture and prayer and attending church and youth groups. When I was around 6 or 7 years old, I remember talking with my mom before attending a children’s ministry and accepting…
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My faith started at a young age where my parents raised me and my two sisters in the church they were heavily involved in. Following in my parents footsteps, I also became very involved in our church taking on roles like ushering and lectoring. Rather than sitting a pew, being a part of the service…
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A little fun fact about me is that I’ve lived in four different states and five different cities. Moving helped me grow in my faith but has also deterred my faith sometimes. To start at the beginning, I grew up going to church with my parents, but never fully understood what it meant to be…
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When I was young, my family and I went to church most Sundays. But when it was time to go to children’s ministry, I was always scared to be away from them and nervous to interact with others. As a kid and through high school, it felt like I was always worrying — about school…
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