Browse Testimonies

Jenna

I was probably the most hateful atheist — even after hearing from the spirit realm, having a foundation of God, I just completely rejected that. I was on drugs, on my own at 17, and I was so angry at the idea of God I couldn't stand it.

Talita

I hated my family, I hated my country, I hated my life. I was just running away — drugs, parties, reckless relationships, absolutely fearless because I never really felt loved and had no boundaries. I was a mess.

Rob

I was a kid with no direction and no purpose — smoking weed at 11, getting expelled, sleeping in motels, watching my dad use drugs and my mom prostitute herself to feed me. I questioned if there even was a God.

Kevin

I was a violent, angry Iranian Muslim in Sweden — high dyslexic, dysfunctional, always in trouble. My only dream was to grow up strong enough to destroy my father. Rage was my identity and my greatest comfort. I didn't believe love existed.

Karen

I was a little girl carrying sexual abuse, shame, and guilt, hiding behind cheerleading titles so no one would get close enough to see the ugliness. I went to the altar every Sunday hoping one of those times would be good enough to make me clean.

Ashley

I was a plus-sized girl who got bullied everywhere I went, molested at eight, and spent years lying and manipulating people just so someone would love me. I felt like God made a mistake with me and I had to fix it myself.

Danny

I was the most depressed person I knew personally. I grew up in church, even became a leader in Christian fellowship, but at the gut level I could not imagine God really loved me. I could not remember one happy day in my entire childhood.

Nia

I was a dark-skinned girl who hated herself, always trying to be validated by people around me, living a lifestyle I shouldn't have been living. I changed my eye color, my hair, chased relationships — but I always had a big friend group and felt so empty inside.

Alyssa

I was a broken witch — depressed, anxious, plagued by nightmares and sleep paralysis, using crystals, tarot, manifesting, and every new age practice I could find, convinced I was born this way and that the Christian God didn't love me.

Laurinda

I went through a lot of childhood trauma and in that I deemed myself as being a bad person. I stayed away from church because I just assumed God only likes good people — I'm not a good person, so God wants nothing to do with me.

Elizabeth

I was a church girl all my life, but I left the church as a teenager devastated by hurt. I had it made in the eyes of the world — full scholarship, everything — but I was so lost and so alone. That's always been my battle: feeling like there was no one for me.

Leah

I was a latchkey kid who never felt wanted or loved, chasing one drug after another for decades — pain pills, crack, heroin — selling myself for drugs, attempting suicide, and believing I was a sacrifice God had written off.