I knew I needed some help. I was close to giving up on my dreams. I was losing all hope. I had no clue what I was going to do. I was lost and afraid.
It all started with church. I dropped any pre-conceived notions I had about what I thought church should be like. I made only one goal: GET TO CHURCH EVERY SUNDAY.
Remember how we used to sneak in the back door to avoid having to talk to anyone? Remember how we used to sit way in the back row?
Remember how I used to just stand there dreading the music in the service? Remember how afraid I was the first time I posted a Bible verse on Facebook? Remember how worried I was about what others might think?
Our journey started with one thing: going to church consistently, and going with an open mind and open heart. Here we are, 10 months have gone by. Look how far we’ve come.
I love you son!
Hebrews 10:25 not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.