Browse Testimonies

Abby

I was a dancer, a drug user, a psychology student living a double life — always trying to fit in, never knowing who I was. No identity, no knowledge of God, just seeking wherever I could find it. I was good at hiding everything.

Tessa

I was a dominatrix and sex worker who felt completely unworthy and unlovable. The adult industry made me feel worthy when nothing else did. I had no ID, no way out, and a suicide plan ready for when my time in the industry ran out.

Brian

I thought Christianity was the dumbest thing ever — a crutch for people who needed to lie to themselves. I was selling drugs, dabbling in the occult, trying to open my third eye to fight the demons that had followed me since infancy. I was a psychonaut who thought he was smarter than religion.

Sequoia

I was a stripper and an escort who hadn't been sober since I was 18. I felt like trash. I was angry, full of shame from childhood violation, and I thought my life had no meaning. I was being trafficked and beaten, and the only way I could do the work was to stay intoxicated.

Laura

I was 100% Jewish, a blank slate — I honestly didn't even know Jesus was a person. I believed in God but had no preconceived ideas, no agenda, no knowledge of the gospel whatsoever.

Victoria

I was a drug-taking, hustle-obsessed business girl running an OnlyFans porn agency, crying every day, staying awake for days on cocaine, convinced I was too far gone and unlovable — just desperately trying to finally matter.

Bree

I was a deeply spiritual person — a pranic healer, yoga teacher, channeler, astral traveler — who genuinely loved God and thought I was serving him. I'd been in the New Age for 20 years and thought I had evolved beyond dogmatic Christianity.

Kirk

I was a guy who supposedly knew the Lord but was a womanizer, a drug dealer, a drunk who got court-martialed, escorted out of California by police, and eventually broke my wife's nose. I knew God but I never walked with him — I just kept making bad choices.

Carl

I was a model church member — baptized, tithing, teaching Bible classes — but I was doing it all out of duty, to get out of hell and into heaven. I didn't love God, I didn't love my fellow man. I had no real relationship with Christ at all.

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.

Ron

I was a scrawny burnout hippie — Jewish by birth, Buddhist by practice, wannabe shaman — smoking two and a half packs a day, doing hallucinogenics, living on the road with a woman I had nothing in common with, and I couldn't hold a thought in a bucket.

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.