"I grew up in a christen home and was taught from a very early age to love and accept Jesus into my heart, and as a result, I let him into my heart before I was old enough to even remember it.

Jesus was this church celebrity: someone who everyone was always talking about on Sundays. But after that? I virtually forgot about Him until the next week. For years it went like this until I don’t remember exactly but I began to pray to him every night, asking if he would give me strength to trust in him and just to show me that this was all real.

After that I began to notice the little things in life like small prayers being answered and I began to look to him more. But after a while I started to doubt. What if we’re wrong. What if he doesn't exist. But through that time, I continued to pray, not caring if he heard me or was there at all and in response, I think he continued to teach me that the little things in life can be the most important or he would answer some of my questions or doubts through my parents or through church services, but I still thought that I wasn’t good enough for God.

Then last summer I went to bible camp and the theme was God’s grace. Throughout the week we discussed the amazing lengths that God has gone to in order to be with us. That experience got me thinking I think that God has continued to subtly lead me towards this point in my life where I can believe and praise him without a doubt."