My Testimony
I grew up in a Christian home and first “accepted Christ” around age 5. Essentially, I prayed the sinner’s prayer. But I’ve learned over 17 years that it’s not about praying a prayer to get to heaven. ”It’s about dying to yourself so heaven can come back into you.” (Dan Mohler)
There is a difference between accepting Christ and following Him with everything you are.
I let the term “awkward home schooled girl” define me until March 2011. I let it eat away at me until I found myself trying to starve my way into beauty and acceptance. At Winter Camp, God showed me that living by people’s standards would ultimately leave me wrecked and broken, so I gave up. I surrendered to God, and sought after Him. It was a slow process, but He already loves me and accepts me unconditionally and once that clicked for me, He proved it by being unbelievably faithful.
He showed me what love really is. He showed me true friendship and I’ve found happiness in Christ that can’t be attained through anything in this life. It’s true joy!
It’s still a daily struggle for me but it’s all about making that choice every day to deny myself and seek God.
My purpose is not to be loved but to be love to a broken world.
