I grew up going to church, but I had no idea what it truly meant to be a Christian. By the time I got to high school, I was putting sports and friends before God, my freshman year of wrestling, I blew my knee out and wanted to know why God would do this to me. I chose to believe it was just an accident, because they are a part of sports, so I went through my healing process and by the time I got cleared it was football season. 1 week later, I blew my same knee out and I had completely destroyed every part of my knee, I was so mad at God, I asked him why he would do such a thing to me and it never seemed like I got a response from him. I had my surgery and by this time I was so depressed and angry that I chose to distance myself from God, and I started to feel the place in my heart were God belongs with other sins, because I didn’t believe that a God who is supposed to be so great would do this twice. I went through my healing process again, but this whole time I didn’t tell my parents that I had quit believing in God, I didn’t feel accepted in my church and I wondered if anyone in the world cared about me. By the time my junior year comes around I was only focused on football, I had a knee brace for each knee, just to keep this from happening. Well turns out the knee brace didn’t work, I blow out my other knee this time, and I was so mad, I chose to play trough it and I played again the next week. My parents finally got me to go to a new church, and this church welcomed me with open arms and made me feel so loved, but the whole time I was there I still felt like God couldn’t forgive me until I decided to go to CIY Move. This is the greatest choice, I have ever made because I told everyone there from my church my sins and I stepped into the light and I now know how much God loves me and I will now be going into high school ministry to bring others to God, and show them Gods true love.
