Discovering God

For me growing up my parents weren’t really to religious and never really made me go to church on Sundays.

I wish they had tho.

It’s okay though, later on in life I got to know and experience God’s grace for the first time.

At the time, I was battling a demonic enemy called schizophrenia and it was really beating me down. Like every day.

I didn’t know how to handle it very well for the first few years but eventually I discovered how.

But in the beginning it was super evil and it felt like I was battling it alone.

I don’t know if you’ve ever felt alone or if no one’s listening to you nor could understand even if you tried to explain it. But I’ve been in similar situations because of the schizophrenia.

Then I went to church one day.

I simply parked in the parking lot, sat in my car, and kind of talked the schizophrenia off of my life.

It was interesting 🤔 that was on my paths to discovering God. I hope you enjoyed, if so, feel free to leave a comment below!