"Did Jesus really want me?"
This was the question I asked myself after an unforgettable encounter with Jesus on May 1st of 2017. I had just spent 20 years of my life questioning after being neglected, prostituted, actively going through a sexual addiction and drug abuse. "If there truly was a God who loved me, why would I have been allowed to face so much heartache, deception and defeat?"
I had received that answer the evening I had decided in my mind I was going to kill myself. The Lord met me where I was. I had been smoking with someone that was definitely helping aid in my path to destruction, but I didn't care. I had made up my mind at that point that I was going to end my life. The same exact person who I had been with invited me to church. I couldn't believe it, but for whatever crazy reason I said yes.