Testimony Personal Story

I used to say "walk by faith" freely, until 2025 taught me I didn't really know what it meant. This is a story about a messy closet, a nervous conversation with a stranger, and the moment I realized I'd been obeying God halfway and calling it faith. Partial obedience feels like obedience. It isn't. Here's what God showed me about the difference, and why it mattered more than I wanted to admit.

Wanting to experience God on a new level I attempted, to create a comfy space in the cleaning closet under my staircase and quickly realized that God wasn't after my comfort, He was after my heart. Through training at Mercy Ships, a season of loss, and my word for the year, abide, I began to trust God with my concerns, doubts, fears and struggles instead of striving to figure it all out on my own.

A childhood game of Red Rover becomes a lesson about what we all crave, to belong, to be chosen, to matter. One split-second decision can leave someone I love feeling betrayed and rejected. Jesus understands that pain firsthand. Betrayed by a close friend and rejected by those nearest to Him, He still chooses us, especially when we feel like outcasts. If you’ve ever carried the sting of rejection or the ache of betrayal, this story will remind you whose team you are welcome t