I grew up in the church and was baptized when I was a month old but I never truly believed. I struggled with depression all my life. Four years ago I made the decision that I was going to try to end my life and it ended me up in a mental institution. I was coming from a background of abuse and didn’t’ really know what to say about it I never really believed when people told me I was worth it or that God was worth it…

I believe that Jesus died on the cross for my sins and rose again on the third day according to the scriptures. He is my God and even if I have doubts on some days, He still loves me and cares for me. I don’t have to worry about where I’m going because of my belief in the cross… [watch video]

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