I was weak, overly sensitive, and emotionally dependent on my circumstances. School pressure left me constantly tense, and I strongly resisted church and God—even though the rest of my family attended.
One day, my mother asked me to go to church just once. I agreed.
Before I got out of the car, she said: "If you don't like it, I'll come get you right away."
Those words finally let my guard down. At church, I felt a peace I had never known. That day, I chose to believe in Him.
That was 15 years ago.
Since then, I've grown from a fragile, lost child into someone stronger and more mature. Life hasn't been easy—I've faced lows, pressure, and weakness—but God never left me.
I learned to stop depending on people and circumstances. Instead, I learned to rely on God. That gave me true independence and strength. Slowly, I began serving in church, my work stabilized, and my life was rebuilt step by step.
Looking back, I see God was always working—even when I resisted Him, He waited patiently and loved me.
I'm grateful my mother never gave up on me. And I'm grateful to God for reaching out to me in my darkest, most closed-off days.
Thank the Lord. By His grace, I've become who I am today.
Your Future is Bigger than Your Problem!
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