my story

i know that Jesus is real and alive because of my personal testimony. i have tasted and seen his goodness. i used to look to people, things, places for fulfillment, for validation. each time coming up short. i was depressed. addicted to flesh. negative mindsets. abusive relationships. bitter. angry. empty. poor view of self. silenced. fearful. to name a few. yet my relationship with Christ is the only one that I have ever been in that has drawn me close despite my faults and messes, given unconditional love, and transformed me from the inside out.

He has never told me that I was fat and need to lose weight but has gently guided me to say no to chicfila 😩 and exercise instead. He has never called me stupid but lifts my head when I am hard on myself. He has never made me earn His love but takes my hand and lavishes his love upon me-every single moment. He embraces me when I need to be held or when I am searching for love. He sings over me when I am stressed and empowers me to face the day. He covers my scars and wounds with his own while calling me redeemed. He was not afraid of the me that was bruised, battered, and torn. yet pursued me all the more. He never leaves me. He fulfills every promise. He connects me to life-giving friendships. He breathes life and restores. He calms every doubt and silences every fear. He constantly speaks to the me He created, destined me to be. His redeemed. whole. beloved daughter. This is how I know Jesus is real. #canigetawitness#daughteroftheking #reallife #thisiswhoiam #testimony #jesus #jesusisreal#freedom #free