There’s no conspiracy theory behind why I choose to serve God. For me, it’s simple. The inheritance of knowing God was passed down to me as a child, but as I grew older, I tried everything else I could get my hands on to see if something that required less discipline but was more “temporarily” satisfying, could sustain me on this earth. Men, friends, drugs, jobs, money, hobbies, even myself—but none of them fulfilled the depths of who I am or my purpose. I realized that I needed something supernatural to lead, guide, protect, fill, and love me through the different seasons that life brings. And I only found that in Christ.
I’ll never try to force anyone to believe what I do. It’s a privilege to be able to journey with Jesus in the first place. There’s so much fun and freedom living for God. To be able to learn, grow and love in God’s grace, favor and covering, and not just living/existing is far more fulfilling and rewarding than trying to navigate this journey on my own. Having knowledge and insight of things much greater than myself help me to serve, love, and be greater. God loved us so much that He gave His only son, so that whoever believes in Him will never die, but have eternal life. My prayer is not that God blesses us, because if you’re reading this right now, He’s already done that, more times than we can count. My prayer is that we bless God—for His goodness, mercy, holiness, and unconditional, everlasting love.