There was a time in my life I realized something was missing. Many people around me seemed to have something that I didn’t.
Even though we had been going to church, somehow I had missed out on the important stuff. I was trying to fit in and be the boss of my own life.
As a teenager, I remember going to bed at night and wondering what would happen to me if I didn’t wake up.
I always thought I was “saved” because I attended church my entire life and went through the motions. I prayed but didn’t believe, and I always blamed God
I needed someone to talk to. I was afraid and felt alone.
Lonely… That was the best way to describe my life.