Praise and thanksgiving to our Heavenly Father. He gives me a family with two wonderful children. In heaven, He prepares us a Heavenly Home, and in every stage of my walk with Jesus Christ, He led me to different spiritual homes.

I grew up with the understanding that you can follow whatever religion best suited you. I didn't know what to believe in or what it meant to believe in something.

I grew up in a Christian family but I didn’t really believe in God at the start. However, I experienced His love in so many different ways. The first time I experienced God’s love was during my first year at Herald Gospel Camp. It was when we were playing a game called “Captain On Deck”. I fell and scraped both of

I was born into a Christian family - Pastor's kid, going to church on Sundays, and going to a Christian school. Still, I never actually accepted Jesus personally. From the outside, I looked like I was always doing the right thing at home, school, and church, but I had been sinning in secret and was able to hide it from

Hi, my name is June. I was born in June 2008. I grew up in a Christian family, always going to church, and went to a Christian school. Most people know that I am also the pastor’s daughter. When I was younger, I used to be very sneaky. I was being sinful while doing so. It made me feel guilty because I knew it was wrong.

I grew up in church, learning about the Bible and God was just something that was part of my life. I went to church every Sunday that it almost became more routine than a thirst for God and His word. In fact, I even fell asleep during sermons and Sunday school. I came to church every Sunday because my

Throughout my childhood I had a persistent problem with facing death.  I was uncertain if I would end up in heaven or hell.  Just the thought of death would frighten me immensely.  Late one night right before I went to sleep, the thought of death popped into my head.  I felt terrified, not knowing what to do; I cried on my bed until my mom finally heard me.  I explained to my mom my fear of death and asked “Why weren’t we made in Heaven with God, so we wouldn’t need to die?”  My mom explained….

Freshman year, I felt like my life was going the way I’ve always wanted it to go.  I had a fresh start at a new high school and I made many new friends, had good grades and I even had a boyfriend.  However, I also developed a habit of cursing, shoplifting and I even vaped a few times but it didn’t matter because I felt important and significant to my friends. Sophomore year, I started being more serious about my faith.…

Being brought up in a Christian family, I always saw myself as a daughter who needed to be as active as my parents in Church activities and a Sunday school student who had to answer the questions that no one else wanted to answer.  Growing up, I felt that I had this expectation to live up to, to be spiritually mature and energetic.  As I grew older, I started to question if my faith was actually mine or if I had it to satisfy others….

My mother is a Christian, I used to go to the church every Saturday and Sunday since I was born. Although I went to church every weekend, I didn't feel I was inspired by God in my childhood.  And I stopped going to church when I was in high school….