Browse Testimonies

Joel

I grew up as a missionary kid who prayed a prayer at 5, surrendered my life to God at around 12, and went full-on into missions — but I was so convinced my story was going to end well that I didn't see the unforgiveness quietly destroying my marriage.

Remy

I was a Nigerian Muslim girl who never heard 'I love you' at home, felt rejected by my father and by men, tried to fill the hole with weed, alcohol, parties, and even a relationship with a woman — and still woke up crying, not knowing why.

Trino

I was an 18-year-old who had walked faithfully with God for six years, but when my brother was brutally murdered I was so overwhelmed with grief I turned to alcohol, marijuana, and crystal meth to numb the pain, and I wanted to hold an entire race accountable for the actions of one man.

Katherine

I was a pastor's daughter who went to church every Sunday, prayed, anointed my house — doing all the ritualistic religious acts — but inside I was dying with insecurities, seeking validation from boys and my career, and rooting my identity in everything except Christ.

Diamond

I was raised Catholic but never really understood the Bible. I had preached on the streets of Louisiana, then walked away from faith when I started working offshore and hanging out with the crew, drinking. I didn't believe there was actually a hell or a heaven.

Justin

I was selling marijuana, handling guns, breaking into cars, drinking — all before 21. I was trying to make a name for myself in the streets because just being Justin, the son of my mother and father, didn't feel like enough.

Earnie

I was a big football player, class officer, chasing girls and cars — exposed to alcohol and pornography since age nine, a problem child with a guilty conscience I didn't know what to do with.

Yaya

I was a believer who had always seen in the spirit realm since childhood, but I compromised my faith, got into a relationship with a narcissist, and ended up on 14 medications, collapsing on my floor, with no presence of God when I nearly died.

Patricia

I was a Catholic woman who knew God was calling me but kept making my own choices without asking him. I was fighting authority, not really communicating, not being honest with myself or others — and I kept getting more and more confused.

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.

Monique

I was a black Christian who saw the world through a pro-black lens, believed all white people were racist, and had been taught that systems of whiteness were the root of oppression. Race was the most important thing about me.

Christine

I was a foster care kid who aged out of the system with a felony, no education, and a deep belief that I was a mistake. I fled my marriage, practiced Buddhism, and sought worth in all the wrong places. I was angry, broken, and terrified — and I didn't believe God existed.