I was raised in a traditional church.

We attended services faithfully. I followed all the rules, said the right prayers, and participated in everything I was taught. From 2nd through 12th grade, I went to private Christian school. I served every Sunday and stayed active in my church community.

At the time, I thought I was saved.

I truly believed that doing all the “right” things meant I was good with God.

But deep down, something was missing.

I felt empty. Lost. Confused.

As I stepped into adulthood, that emptiness only grew.

I tried to fill the void with unhealthy relationships, performance, and worldly validation—anything that might make me feel whole.

I kept going to church, but inside I was hurting.

I was lonely, depressed, and drifting further into sin and sorrow.

Eventually, I hit rock bottom.

At 27, my life fell apart.

My parents separated. My dad stopped speaking to me. I couldn’t keep a job.

I cried under the covers for years, ashamed and broken.

Then one day—completely undone—I fell to the floor in desperation.

I cried out to God with everything I had.

I begged Him to forgive me.

And in that moment—when I had nothing left—Jesus rescued me.

Finding New Life in Christ

Everything changed that day.

The weight of despair lifted.

All the emptiness I had carried for years was because I was missing Him.

God began restoring my life in ways I never imagined.

He brought me my husband, and together we’ve been blessed with two beautiful children.

Our family is a living testimony of His grace, mercy, and faithfulness.

A Journey of Redemption

Shortly after I got married, my dad was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer.

We had barely spoken in years, but I prayed for him every day.

One week before he passed, he apologized to my mom and to me.

He expressed deep regret for his sins.

And I believe with all my heart that he gave his life to Jesus before he left this world.

That healing—between him and God, and between him and us—was only something God could do.

Living in His Grace

Today, I’m not the same person.

I still face battles, but now I walk through them with peace—because I know I’m not alone.

Jesus is my lifeboat.

He’s my Redeemer, my Anchor, and my Hope.

He turned my sorrow into joy.

He gave me purpose when I had none.

And He filled my life with meaning I never knew was possible.

From My Heart to Yours

I don’t share this to spotlight my past—

I share it to glorify the One who rescued me.

And I share it for you.

If you’re hurting, tired, or searching—

If you still feel far from God—

There is hope.

There is healing.

There is new life.

And His name is Jesus.