| I was raised in a Christian household but I never actually knew the meaning of being a Christian. When I was about ten I was a Sunday Church goer, but only because my parents would take me.
When I hit high school I found school and church overwhelming. I began attending the youth group run by the church, but only so my parents wouldn't ask questions.
Eventually I got into a stage of depression and I began cutting myself. After a while even the cutting wasn't enough. I decided that suicide was the only answer to what was happening to me.
One night I was at home and I took heaps of tablets in order to kill
myself. Straight after I took them I felt God speak to me and say that I was
headed down the wrong path and that He had a plan for my life and suicide
wasn't part of it. I survived the suicide attempt.
After this I found some true friends I could trust and they helped me onto the
narrow path again along with God's help. I recommitted my life to God and I
started growing in God and that is where I am now.
Since that experience, God has placed on my heart the direction He wants me to head with my life to serve Him. |