I grew up in a Christian household in Fort Worth, Tx. I went to church service weekly. I heard the gospel weekly, yet I lived my life to make people proud of me.

Growing up, I would have called myself a Christian because I was going to church, occasionally reading my bible, and praying at times. I can look back on my life and see I was trying to fit into everyone else’s image of who I was supposed to be. I went above and beyond seeking their approval. My testimony for a long time was that I accepted Jesus as Lord and Savior when I was in high school. The truth is I accepted Jesus as Savior. I affirmed he died on the cross for the sins of the world and rose from the dead. I still lived my life, not in submission to him but to others.

During my freshman year at the University of North Texas, I was convicted of my sin while in conversation with a Campus Outreach staff member. I came to understand how my sin separates me from God and how impossible it is to work my way into God’s favor. Despite my sin, Jesus still loved me and gave himself up for me. In response, I bowed the knee of my heart and surrendered my life to Jesus as Lord and Savior.

Since then, he has given me the heart to know him and make him known.