Oh if I could recall every moment God revealed to me of his love this page would never end. I find myself coming back to the sentiment of sharing the Gospel and some of the moments I was lost and then found again.
I see God in everything. I admire His creations and ever so faithful presence. I have complete trust in the unseen because my prayers have been answered continuously. My relationship with Him ebbs and flows yet He follows me through it all.. I know that no matter where I am, what or how I am doing — He won’t fail me.
For the longest time, I was silent — not just quiet on the outside, but my spirit was muted. Alcohol, anxiety and depression had me trapped, and I honestly thought that was all life had in store for me. It’s still a continuous process of choosing Him and what I know He has planned for me.
God reminds me to let go of what was tearing me apart and step into something better. I struggle, I resist, but slowly He helps me trade those chains for freedom, my sadness for joy, and my shame for a story that actually matters.
Now, I talk openly, I share my heart, and I smile more — not because everything’s perfect, but because His grace is.
And that makes all the difference.
I’m still figuring things out, but for the first time in a long time, I feel alive— saved, loved, held, again and again.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.
Psalm 100:5
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