I grew up in a non-Christian home and so didn’t hear a great deal about Jesus when I was a child and I didn’t really know who Jesus was. I had heard so many stories about this fluffy, loving man who I thought there was no more to than a lesson in being nice to tell Children. He seemed completely irrelevant to any human past the age of about 8, and still I never completely ruled Him out of my head.
It was when I got to high school that I started to have major dissatisfaction with my life. I felt I could never really ‘find myself’ in hobbies or sports or boys or all the other things my friends were doing. I felt totally lost and incomplete. It really affected me, thinking that I would always be half a person, missing this ‘thing’ that I wanted to lose myself in, although I had not a clue what it would be.
When I got to university, I figured this would be my time for finding my ‘thing’. I got immersed in the usual student scene and loved it. But at the same time, I had doubts that I only enjoyed these things because culture told me I should. I remember times coming in from nights out and just sitting on my bed wondering if this was all there was to life.
I ended up reading the bible with a good friend of mine. We read through a eyewitness account of Jesus life, a book in the New Testament called John. We got to a story called ‘Woman at the Well’ that is about Jesus talking to a woman he meets on the outskirts of a town. He talks to her and in the conversation, it becomes apparent that this woman is seeking for something more in her life, she’s trying to find satisfaction in relationships and it isn’t working! Jesus then tells her that He is ‘living water’ and that if she drinks from Him she will not thirst and that she could find what she was looking for in Him! This filled me with so much hope but the issue was that I didn’t look or act or talk like any of the Christians that I knew.. How could Jesus want anything to do with someone as un-Christian as myself? But that is the miracle of the amazing news God has for us, as I found out. All through history, God uses unlikely people to do His greatest work. He uses ordinary people that reminded me of me. It was when I realised this that I knew that I too could become a Christian, that I could accept that Christ had died for me and forgave me for my wrong doings. It suddenly became clear to me that being a Christian wasn’t about being a perfect person, it was about believing in Jesus, the only perfect person that has ever lived!
Becoming a Christian doesn’t mean that things will never be hard again, but what it does mean is that you have someone to call upon, even in your darkest hours and someone who forgives you and loves you for all that you do and will ever do. I think that’s pretty good news!!
My name is Ben Cruickshank, I am a forth year Mechanical Engineering, a member of Central Church and this is my story.
I was born into a Christian family, and attended church from a very young age. I was around Christianity but never truly understood how it applied to me. I was taught about facts and bible verses, but my heart never truly understood who God was or how he could love me.
This became more difficult when I started high school. People knew I came from a Christian family so naturally placed an expectation on me assuming I would look, act and present myself in a certain way. At the time, I was a young teenager and I didn’t really know who I was. I didn’t know why God made me to be me and why he loved me. I wanted to refute these expectations and assumptions placed on me but couldn’t because I didn’t know who I was or who I was in God.
This all changed when I attended a Christian camp run by Scripture Union for people aged 15-17. I was surrounded by people who were my age but were Christians. Not because of any expectations or because they were raised in a Christian family, they chose to be a christian because they loved God and surrendered to him. This really took me aback. I’d never been in a situation like this before, and lead to me having a hard look inward. I was captivated by the intimate relationship they had with God, I wanted that. And that night at camp, as a 16-year-old boy, I prayed and invited God into my life.
I have been a Christian now for 6 years, but I was only baptised 3 months ago on the 26th September 2016 aged 22. Even though I was living for God as his beloved child, God wasn’t at my centre, I depended on my own strength in my emotions, finances and career prospects. I had chosen to be a Christian but hadn’t fully surrendered all my life to God. Like before, I was presenting a front but internally depending on myself.
When difficulties came and hardship entered by life, my own strength crumbled and I felt very sunk and overwhelmed by the storm I was surrounded by. And it was at this point that I realised the true beauty of God and the power of the cross. Not only did God step into my situation and rescue me, but he took me where I was, as I was with all my stuff and un-resolved problems. This deep rich love captivated me like before and changed my whole world. I chose to have God at my centre in all I do, with every step I make. To live a life truly worthy of the gospel of Christ and to let my mind be renewed. God is my centre; my source of joy and life and I find all I need in him. This is my story, I pray God blesses you in all you do.
From a very young age I remember being told there was a God and my parents used to go to the Salvation Army every Sunday. Over time we stopped going and I hardly thought about. By Primary seven I was sure that God didn’t exist as the suffering I saw around me didn’t make sense if we had someone who could protect us. That summer my mum sent me off to a Free Church holiday club where everything I thought about God was challenged. I grew more and more curious, so I started listening to what I had been avoiding. Soon after my mum started to go back to church and I sat in Sunday school learning about Jesus, the man who came to save me.
In third year a missionary (Emily) came over from America to work with the church. She seemed to be able to explain things in a way that I could understand and relate to. For the seven months that she was working with us I asked so many questions eager to learn more. My questions were those commonly asked; If this Jesus guy did exist and cared for me then why do we suffer? Why can’t He just make everything better?
About a month before Emily left everything seemed to fall into place and all my prayers for God to reveal himself to me were answered. I remember calling her, running to her house and telling her that I wanted to be baptised. That Sunday I was baptised and for the first time sat at the Lord’s table. Even after she had left, my love for the Lord was strong and I continued to ask questions which furthered the growth of my faith.
However, after a few months my spiritual high ended and everything seemed to be a struggle. My friend group, what I wanted to do in the future, opinions I had…etc. During my last year of high school, I got really stressed and ignored God completely. I didn’t read my bible and my prayers turned from thoughtful and meaningful to cries for help but only as far as I needed Him. God became a light which I could turn off and on when it suited me. After a lot of (struggled) prayer and more questions to those who were experienced Christians I realised that my silent suffering was because I wasn’t putting any effort in. When I was met with a challenge, I would do it solo forgetting I have the most powerful and loving parent on my side. Prayers became more meaningful and I started to hang around other Christians who could encourage me.
Our walk in life is difficult but we have a caring, loving and powerful God who will hold our hand and comfort us every step of the way. We have a light in the darkness that will forever shine bright to guide us. It took me a long time to understand that, but my life has completely changed now that I do.
Becoming a Christian wasn’t exactly top of my list of things I expected to gain from going to university. Whilst I had grown up in a family with Christian roots, I had very little understanding of big words like ‘salvation’, ‘sin’ and ‘grace’ and it wasn’t until entering first year that I was challenged by the friends I met through Pollock Halls to investigate a bit deeper. It was through frequent debates in the JMCC and outside of class that I realised how little I understood the contents of the Bible, and how much my thinking was prejudiced by what I had read on the news or heard from friends.
Over a coffee, the root of all deep conversation, one of my good friends, Paul, took me through a book called ‘The Stranger on the Road to Emmaus’, it’s a book aimed at conveying the foundations of Christianity in a concise manner. Don’t let me fool you, by the end of it I still had no idea what was going on (for reasoning still oblivious to me, we started at chapter fourteen), and I essentially sat like a polite nodding-dog for an hour, but I promised Paul I’d read it when I found time. Thankfully, I was to spend that summer interrailing in the USA and knowing that I’d have a lot of very, very long train journeys to deal with (the longest was thirty-six hours!) I decided I’d take the book with me and read it for Paul’s sake and with the ulterior motive that a deeper understanding would equip me to better put across my atheist beliefs.
God had other plans though and by chapter five I was glued to the pages with more questions than I had before I started the book. I finished it while we were still in New York, the first city on our little adventure and with so many more questions I just had to buy another book. After-all, I still had plenty of train journeys to fill and adult colouring-in is only fun for the first ten hours! Having found a nearby Barnes and Noble bookshop (which blows Blackwell’s out of the water quite frankly) I picked up a copy of ‘The Case for Christ’ written by Lee Strobel, which was made into a film last year if you’re afraid of books.
Lee Strobel’s book was so valuable to me as it looked at whether the Bible should be believed with a very objective, evidence-based narrative. Strobel approaches the topic as an atheist and a lawyer, presenting a case that the Bible should be believed in the style that a lawyer might use in a trial – and incidentally while carrying out his initial research for the book, Strobel became a Christian.
After finishing the two books, I found myself completely blown away. There was a small part of me reluctant to accept that I had changed my mind (I will not deny that I am a very stubborn person), but it was overcome by this incredible sense of freedom, of liberation. I knew Jesus Christ was my saviour.
The first thing I had to do was tell everyone, and so I did. I told the people I was travelling with; I told my friends back home; I told my friends from university; I told my family; and I wrote Paul the longest WhatsApp message I’ve ever sent. I wanted everyone to know that there is Something More and I had found it. Naturally people were surprised at first, my family the most, but one thing I found especially encouraging this Christmas was a gift from my parents. In fact, the best Christmas present I received this Christmas was not expensive, nor rare, it was a pocket Bible my parents gave me, to which I attach huge sentimental value as a token of my family’s acceptance of my beliefs.
One of my favourite analogies given by the pastor of the church I go to is that as Christians ‘we are all beggars, trying to show other beggars where the food is’. We do not seek personal gain from sharing this Good News with you, we simply want to show you the love that God has for us. A love so strong that He gave up his only son so that we might live with Him forever and be free from all our sins. You may have your reservations about coming to a CU events week, I know I did! But the way I see it you have everything to gain and nothing to lose.
Before I came to university I called myself a Christian but the reality was that i was getting sick of the idea of God. It always felt like He judged me, and in my head, had no right to. I was eager to get to uni and start a new life away from Him. When I arrived I fed straight into the drinking culture. It was both terrifying and fascinating how at home I felt when I was out drinking with my friends. I got into lots of trouble because of it. Ironically it was a bad experience with alcohol that sobered me to the idea of God. After waking up stuck to the floor and having no idea how I got there, I felt alone and lost. It wasn't how I planned my new life to be. Some might call that a good night or a mad party, but to me it felt different. I felt like an outsider in my own body. Luckily a friend of mine invited me along to church, and when I got there, I didn't hear God hating me for what I had done. Instead I heard him say that despite what I had done and how far I thought I had fallen he still loves me and still wants me back. It was a truth i had known my whole life but at that moment it hit me like a ton of bricks, God loves me and always will, no matter what i do or say or think or no matter who i’am. That’s pretty nice. So yea, i have decided to give my life to God, and what’s even better is that, with him, it’s a life worth giving.
I’m Joseph, 2nd year Chemistry student from Edinburgh Uni. My hometown is at the central part of China, where Christianity doesn’t have much influence. I come from a family with no Christian background or experience. So, what brings me to the faith in Christ? My curiosity and God’s grace, I would say. I was always thinking about the meaning and purpose of life when I was around 14, which sounds quite silly now but that’s a common stage for most teenagers. I was not satisfied with the knowledge acquired from teachers and textbooks because it gave me the feel of fear of the infinite and boundless unknown, it seems we could never truly understand this universe. That was the first time I realised human beings are far away from the perfect standard.
So, I started to search my answer in religions. The first one I had contact with was Buddhism for my father is a Buddhist. Whenever I got questions or new thoughts, I often shared them with him and expected answers or comments during that time. But my father’s answers rather disappointed me since they were either “try to think about it by yourself in meditation” or something I can’t understand at all. As for the scriptures, I was not even capable to explain the meaning of a single sentence, which made me more confused: Shouldn’t the truth be at least understandable?
Feeling lost and frustrated, I then put my attention on Christianity (for I have some Christian friends) and found a Bible to read. Initially I believed it doesn’t make sense, especially the process of God creating the world, but
just the next day an article expounding the abstract concepts in Genesis enlightened me that there is another way to look at the same description. The strange thing was although I still had hundreds of doubts as I kept reading the later books in the Old Testament, the reasonable explanation was usually waiting for me somewhere I didn’t expect. For example priests, articles, Christian friends or even the Bible itself. In fact the more I doubted, the more I was convinced. Nevertheless, I was still struggling with one barrier that I couldn’t step over: How to prove God indeed exists? If His existence is not 100% solid, I thought I would find it rather reluctant to overcome my logic, until one of my friends shared a verse with me, 'And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE.' 1 Corinthians 13:13
Yes, LOVE. I was astounded by this simple but meaningful word and the amazing power it contains. Suddenly everything makes sense for me, God created lives by love, Jesus died for us by love, Christians follow Jesus by love. After all, is proving the existence of God really important? The debates and arguments have blinded me with arrogance and led me away from compassion, kindness, humility, patience and all the other precious characters. If God demonstrated Himself physically in front of everyones eyes, most people would believe in Him, but for benefits of going to heaven rather than loving Him. That would not be what He wants because He desires us to restore our broken relationship with Him and to love our neighbours as ourselves.
Since then, I see God’s good purpose in my daily life and his marvellous creation in the world, in rocks and trees, in skies and seas, in our hearts. Each chord and formula declare the Maker’s wisdom, as it is written: 'Did I not tell you that if you believe, you will see the glory of God?' John 11:40. Has the world been changed? No, it is me that has been changed by God with His unfailing love and grace, which are the best gifts on the earth.
My names Sophie, I'm 22 years old and I'm in my 2nd year at Edinburgh Napier University studying Learning Disability Nursing.
I grew up in a home where both my parents loved and supported me. My parents were not Christians, but I always remember from a young age being sent to Sunday school at our local church and have always had the belief that there is a God. I then started to get a little older and didn't want to attend Sunday school anymore and it wasn't long until I forgot about the things I was taught.
Moving onto 2006 and I've just started my first year at high school. From what I do remember I was nervous! Who will I make friends with? Will I like my class? I think we all had these thoughts starting school, but it wasn't long until I'd settled in and, I won't go as far as saying enjoying it, but none the less settled and it next thing I was heading into my second year. My life was good and just like most 12-year olds until it came to November of 2007 when my dad suddenly passed away. Losing my dad completely flipped my life around and emotionally I couldn't figure out how I felt or how to deal with it. Anger was soon the only emotion I could express, and I started to become a 'trouble maker' at school and academically not succeed at the level I probably could have.
I had a great group of friends who I'd met from all different places and we would go out to pubs/clubs or house parties and this seemed at the time a pretty happy life to me. Working and studying during the week, going out at the weekends.
When I was 16 I'd started working in a pharmacy and one of my colleagues was a Christian. I could always tell there was something different about her and yet, not doing any of the worldly things I spent my weekends doing she always seemed content and happy in life. It wasn't until I was 18 I started to realise something was missing from my life and I spent a lot of time trying to fill it with temporary fixes. One evening we had a Christmas night out for work and I started talking to my Christian colleague about her beliefs and told her how'd I'd been feeling. She invited me along to church that Sunday and I started to go every Sunday. I had begun to read the bible and learn about who Jesus Christ was and how he came as a sacrificial offering for our sins. The Holy Spirit had really began working in me after around 2 months of attending church. I began to realise that I was a sinner and that I needed saved. I became so emotional when I thought about how Jesus came and died for my sins even though He was spotless and without blame and all I needed to do was confess my sins and give my life over to Him.
On December 5th 2014, I came under deep conviction and realised that if I was to die today I would go to hell because I haven't given my life over to Jesus. This was the day I prayed to God and asked for the forgiveness of my sins and placed my trust in Our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ for the rest of my life.
Becoming a Christian in a family who aren't believers was tough but I Thank God everyday for a family who continue to love and support me through my walk and my prayer is that one day they will come to know Him as their own Lord and Saviour.
My Christian walk has been a roller coaster and within a year of becoming a Christian I began to get a darkness come over me, which was something I'd never felt. I felt low in mood and just not myself anymore. This was shortly diagnosed as depression. Depression and Christianity was something I had never heard of happening before and I began to question my walk with God because I should be happy and have no worries in the world as I knew I was going to heaven and that my sins were forgiven. I started to drift from God and praying and considered taking my own life on several occasions just to stop this feeling. I finally spoke to my minister about my depression and he helped me to look at scriptures and discussed how even Christians can struggle. One passage of scripture that really stuck with me was Isaiah 50:10. This verse gave me such comfort and helped me to finally combat it knowing that God was with me even in the darkest of situations.
I can honestly say that giving my life over to God was the best decision I have ever made, and I have been truly blessed with family, friends and a boyfriend who encourage me daily to walk closer with God.
Hi, my name is Ross Jamieson. I’m 19 and from Shetland. I had the privilege of growing up in a loving, Christian family with going to church and talking about Jesus as a part of life. I loved going to Sunday school and singing all the songs. I knew who Jesus was and all the well-known stories from the Bible but I didn’t understand how they applied to me. I thought I was a Christian for as long as I can remember but I think it was around 1st year of high school that I finally knew what it meant to be a Christian and why I needed to be saved. I began to understand that I was still a sinner despite trying to be ‘good’ and going to church every week with my family. Christ died and rose again to save everyone from their sins including me. He took the punishment I deserved and let me go free. It was then that I gave my life to Christ. The next few years although I was a Christian I was quite shy about it and only ever told my friends if they directly asked me. I didn’t like drawing too much attention to it in case I got left out or made fun of. I went to church every week but I hardly ever thought that much about God though the week. I wasn’t living the ideal Christian life that God wanted me to. I was more concerned about teachers liking me and getting good grades.
As I came to the end of secondary school I got more involved in the church through helping at our Youth Fellowship and operating the computer during services. This really helped me grow and mature as a Christian and I felt like I had a role to play in the church. I realised my life was worth more than just good grades. There is real joy that the hope in Christ can lead to and everyone needs to hear about this. This lead me to getting baptised in January 2016 by my dad and my youth leader. That was a very special day to me where I proclaimed my faith to my church filled with friends and family.
When I moved away to study I was a little nervous about moving to a new city and having to live in halls away from my family. I trusted that God would support me and I knew my church family back home were always praying for me. I am so thankful for all the amazing friendships I’ve made through CU and church. These people have really supported me through living away from home and I am so thankful to God for his unbelievable grace. I am confident that He has always been with me every step of the way and will forever be. I really hope this has been an encouragement to anyone who reads it and they would consider Jesus for themselves. He has changed my life and many, many others.
2nd Year Finance, Heriot-Watt University
Hi, my name is Philip Gordon. I’m 21, I’m from Northern Ireland and I’m currently in my second year at Heriot-Watt University, studying finance. I was brought up in a Christian home which I’m so thankful for. As a family, we went to church twice on a Sunday, so at a very young age I knew about God. I got saved when I was about 8 years old. One Sunday evening at church, my pastor spoke about how you couldn’t rely on your parents being saved, going to church or doing good works in order to receive salvation and be able to go to heaven. Those words really spoke to me and that night, I kneeled down at my bedside and asked Jesus into my heart. Right then, I felt a complete sense of calmness in my heart.
The next few years, I didn’t really live for Jesus and relied on my own strength and ability to get by each day. In my second year of high school, one night in November, I became so down and depressed. There was nothing that triggered it and it was as if I was in a bubble and couldn’t get out. That was the start of my depression and for the rest of 2nd year, I was constantly depressed. One moment I would be up and the next I would be down. I told no-one how I felt and looking back now, I wish I had of shared it with others. However, I wasn’t alone. God was with me every moment of every day. Suicide often crossed my mind, but God always spoke to me that He was with me and that one day I would be free from depression. I clung onto that hope every day and I know for sure that I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for God.
That summer, my depression gradually left me and I felt like I had my life back again. I was no longer depressed and I began to enjoy living each day. At the end of that summer, for about a week, all of a sudden, I feared death and I couldn’t sleep at night. This was due to Satan constantly telling me in my mind that if I died tonight, I would wake up in hell. Even during the day, all I could think about was where I would go if I died. I began to doubt more and more my salvation and believed Satan’s lies. That week felt like a year to me. However, on the Sunday night at the end of that week, at church, the pastor made the invitation for anyone to come up to the front if they wanted complete assurance of going to heaven when this life would be over. I became so strongly convicted in my spirit, that although I tried so hard to fight this conviction and remain in my seat, I eventually went up to the front. I asked Jesus into my heart and to take away my fears of death. Instantly my fear of death left me and although Satan tried after that to place doubt in my mind, I had a date of when I was saved and never forgot it, so that no matter how hard Satan tried to make me doubt my salvation, I have never once worried about death. Since then, no matter how bad a day I have, I can sleep at night so easy, knowing, that if I died tonight, I would be in heaven with God my Saviour.
The last few years I have seen so many doors close in my life such as the career I wanted and the university that I wanted to go to. Thankfully, God has opened more doors than have closed and I rely totally on God each day for my strength and my direction, knowing that without him, I have no purpose each day. Looking back now, I’m actually so thankful that I went through the depression that I did. I have so many testimonies from each test that I went through, my faith and trust In God has become so much deeper and through that time I became closer to God each day as I realised, that I need Him for everything. I also strongly believe, and the Bible backs it up, that if we really mean it, we need only ask Jesus once into our heart to be our Saviour. In my life, because I doubted my Salvation, I believe by asking Jesus into my heart for the second time, that it was God’s way of totally taking my doubts of Salvation away. I have learnt many things in my walk with God so far in life, but one that stands out is that we need to learn to be patient when we pray to God. At the start of my depression, I wanted God to take my depression away instantly but that wasn’t God’s will. We just need to realise that our timing isn’t always God’s timing and that we totally need to trust him and be obedient to His will. LIFE WITHOUT JESUS IS MEANINGLESS!
2nd Year Geography & Politics, Uni of Edinburgh.
"I come from Northern Ireland – a beautiful place with a confused history of Christianity. When I was growing up, it was simply just a part of social life; church on Sundays, Boys’ Brigade on Mondays, and assemblies on schooldays. However, I grew up with absolutely no understanding of what Christianity actually meant, nor did it convict me to live any differently than I already did.
Whilst I was in primary school, I would frequently have nightmares about dying. It didn’t matter whether Heaven was real or not, it was simply the inevitability of time which shook me to the core. Even at this early stage in my life I felt that there was something just not quite right about the way the world was – Why was there so much suffering? Why was my family situation so difficult? Why wasn’t everybody just nice to one another?
I first came to realise that not everybody believed in God when I went to secondary school. The Minister didn’t come to this school every Wednesday to talk about Jesus. Peers scoffed at the thought of going to Boys’ Brigade. You were out of place if you didn’t laugh during the Lord’s Prayer in assemblies.
Therefore, I became what could be described as ‘agnostic’. I still went to church the odd Sunday, but it was really just a feel-good tick-box exercise that made no difference to my life during the week. Of course, all my thoughts and beliefs about Christianity came to me without ever actually reading the Bible.
So I got on in life. I did well in school. I got better at rugby. I played Xbox with my friends. Life was just passing me by without any real meaning to the way I lived.
Then girls came into the picture. This is what life was about, right? Getting to sit next to someone in class. How many girls were watching at the side during rugby matches. Finding out who was heading on the next school trip. That butterfly feeling that you pursued to no end, putting aside work, friends and family because you didn’t get as much out of that for yourself than you did chasing the girl you liked.
Then that butterfly feeling becomes insufficient. You seek a more satisfying feeling to fulfill you. You justify it by blaming teenage hormones without even trying to have some kind of self-control. But it’s not innocent now anymore, is it? Why are guilt and regret now the most prevalent feelings in your mind? Why do I feel guilty about normal teenage life?
No satisfaction. Girls. School. Sport. Leisure. Books. Friends. Church. Money. Something just feels missing. Emptiness is seemingly behind all of life’s pleasures. Sound familiar?
Then one night, it clicked. I finally understood.
Jesus Christ was crucified. He died and was buried, before he rose again. He did this because our relationship with God is broken, and we live lives seeking fulfillment and satisfaction, only to find emptiness. He died to forgive us of everything that we have done wrong, so that one day we can be a part of the New Heaven and the New Earth, for all eternity. He died so that every single soul might have the opportunity to turn to Him before they perish. He died to save us.
Revelation 21:4 – ‘He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, or crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away’.
This is what you can look forward to if you accept Jesus into your life.
I was initially overcome with joy that all that I had done wrong in my life was forgiven, that it wouldn’t hinder me in receiving salvation through Jesus. However, in my last years in school it didn’t transform me and the way I lived, for external and internal reasons. It didn’t overly change me as a person, because I didn’t really allow it to.
I wouldn’t be where I am today if it wasn’t for God working in my life as a teenager in bringing me to salvation. A Christian friend invited me along to a youth club every week, and I don’t think he knows how truly thankful I am that he did. We heard what I have just described every week, and it convicted me every time without fail.
Then I came to Edinburgh, and everything changed.
Gradually, bit by bit, God transformed me from the inside out. I started attending a church called Carrubbers on the Royal Mile, and got involved in Edinburgh University Christian Union, and my life completely changed.
I no longer disrespected girls, and found pure fulfillment in my relationship with Him in my singleness. I learned to see the value of service and giving yourself up for others, even if they don’t deserve it – as that’s what Jesus did for us. I was blessed with the most incredible influence from Christian friends and mentors, who through their witness and teaching showed me how a life lived according to God’s recommendations is the most satisfying life one could possibly have. In stark contrast to my teenage self, I now understand how amazing the beautiful purpose of marriage is – a self-sacrificial love for one another reflecting the picture of Jesus giving Himself up for the church.
Submitting myself to God was the best decision I’ve ever made. He encompasses every part of my life – my studies, my roles and responsibilities in societies, my chats over coffee, my rest and relaxation, my relationships – I do everything for His glory in response to what has been done for me.
Don’t read this as my success story. Read this as a true, genuine account of how the beauty of Jesus Christ’s death completely transforms those who respond. The world today is stained by individualism, self-pleasure, and power – and inevitably – emptiness.
Don’t you think there’s something more?"