My parents separated when I was in my first year in high school. It wasn’t easy because it was a season of new things for me. It was a time to meet new people and adjust in a new environment. I hoped to have more support from them but I soon realized that events in our lives are not always smooth.

Because of my parent’s separation, my mom tried to make it up to me by giving me almost I asked for. I tried to take advantage of it just to cover the pain but it turned out to just lead me to rebellion, and true enough it wasn’t long before I started drinking and getting drunk all the time. I remember one morning, coming into our house drunk and wasted cause I stayed up all night drinking.  I thought I was having all the fun I could get with my friends, but I was wrong. I was so lost.

Emptiness and pain were the only things that stuck with me at that time. I tried to fill the void in my heart by getting into relationships, which did not go well either. The only thing that was constant  at that time was my abuse of alcohol and I was getting more and more drunk each day.  I didn’t care if I had class the next day.  All I knew was that I was lost in the pain and I couldn’t run away from it.  I tried to talk to others but it did not help.

Then one summer, someone invited me to go for a free dance workshop. At first I was cool with it, but when they started to talk about Jesus, I was like, “I thought this was a workshop?”  After a couple of weeks of attending the workshop, it started to make sense to me. Then, I was asked if I can join a Discipleship Group. I said yes. And that began my journey to knowing God more.

I still had a lot of question, but after a month of regular attendance, I had that genuine desire to develop a personal and deep relationship with Him. Not anytime soon, I became a Christian. I got baptized on September 1, 2013, and it was the happiest day of my life. My heart was filled with joy seeing other people who were also willing to know God more and are excited to worship Him.

My first few weeks with the new faith I professed was edgy. I got a lot of persecution at home. Being new in the faith, I still had a lot to learn and a lot of areas to grow in. I was first dismayed that my family didn’t understand but I pressed on and endured. A lot of times, the words spoken against me almost caused me to let go of my integrity in my faith. But the word of God helped me to keep going.

Acts 16:31, it says: 

“Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved – you and your household.”

It kept me believing in faith that God, who saved me and turned my life around, would also bring salvation to my family. Today, God has allowed me to become one of the youth leaders in our church, I pray that the new life he has given me would set as an example to my family and to my friends. I knew now that the brokenness I experienced when my parents separated was God’s opportunity to heal me and bring me into my faith. I have also come to believe that God would also bring the saving knowledge of truth to my parents, and they would also share His word the way I do now.