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I always grew up a struggling Christian. My family is not the brightest of all families. We fight, and have different opinions and such. To avoid my family, I have gone to worldly things to fill the void that I've felt. The lost love that I never fully understood. I've never felt fully loved by my parents, and have gone to different things to satisfy me. But it never fully satisfied. The "friends" I let mess with me did not fully satisfy. The "social life" I gained never fully satisfied. Unfortunately I have fallen unto deep addictions at one or two points in my time. When I was given responsibility, I would take advantage of it, which resulted in losing more trust in my parents. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, but I didn't want to stop. I felt a pulse whenever I did it. A sense of worth and urgency. But it was always temporary.
I turned to God fully when I entered my junior year in high school. I found God speak to me most when I attended the summer camp at church, where we booked a bunch of houseboats along the California Delta River. I spent the entire week with the people I loved entirely most, and the ones that cared about me. I have never felt so much love that way until that moment. I was baptized that weekend, and continued to grow up overcoming circumstances and strengthening my relationship with Him.
I turned to God fully when I entered my junior year in high school. I found God speak to me most when I attended the summer camp at church, where we booked a bunch of houseboats along the California Delta River. I spent the entire week with the people I loved entirely most, and the ones that cared about me. I have never felt so much love that way until that moment. I was baptized that weekend, and continued to grow up overcoming circumstances and strengthening my relationship with Him.