Stories of a Changed Life

Christine

I grew up going to church and for a long time I was a fan of God. I loved Him (sorta) but I didn't follow Him. It was a one-sided relationship. He was always the one pursuing me and looking back I can see all the times that He was there. At that point though, either I didn't notice or I chose to ignore it. But He was still there.

Then I went through a long period of anxiety, depression, loneliness, and panic attacks. I lost my hope and my happiness. I felt meaningless and without purpose. I derived my worth from my family and friends, so when they would let me down, all of the emotional, mental, and spiritual struggles I was dealing with were made all the more worse. I couldn't depend on anyone or anything. I was lost.

This went on for several years until things started to change. Growing up in the church, I knew about Jesus, but I didn't actually KNOW Jesus. I didn't have an actual relationship with Him. I didn't know what He could do in my life. I didn't know about grace.

The life I had before I knew Jesus was like a big dark pit. Whether it was something silly I had messed up on or a big argument with my family--my depression would push me over the edge and I couldn't help but fall. But now it's different. Things happen. I still struggle sometimes. But I don't fall anymore because I don't need to rely on my own strength or the strength of others anymore. Now I have Him and He's not going to let me fall.

He saved my life and I know that sounds cliche, but if it wasn't for Him I probably wouldn't be alive right now. If it wasn't for Him, I wouldn't have the hope and joy and peace that I now have. And nothing that has ever happened and will ever happen can ever take that away from me. Jesus is eternal. My hope in Him is eternal. I can always depend on Him and so can you.