I finally accepted Jesus into my life because without Him I have no purpose. Just another speck in the ever-changing, ever depressing world I live in. After years and years of doing it my way, and just ending up traumatized, abandoned, hooked on drugs, depressed, abused… I just heard that Jesus LOVES me so, so much. Like I finally understood. That love was the realest thing I have ever experienced. The world is dark and cruel, and people hate and divide. But Jesus is my safest, my peace, my purpose, and most importantly – my healing. Years of counselling and drugs have never done for me what Jesus did when I let Him into my trauma and allowed Him to heal me. That’s worth sharing.
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