I went the first 18 years of my life not knowing Jesus. I did all the things you’d expect a high schooler to do. But something just didn’t feel right. I felt like I was made for something more. I learned it was to be in relationship with Him senior year of HS.

It wasn’t until after a few years of “knowing” Him that I really understood what it meant to be in relationship with Him. That it wasn’t just this one sided thing or that it wasn’t about me “playing my cards right, doing good things, and following the rules” but instead it was a two sided relationship and He cares deeply about me; what I’m going through, the desires of my heart, my pain, my joy… He cares about it all.

It wasn’t until a few years after, until this season, that that I finally understood that this world we live in isn’t our home. That there is something so.much.better for us that is promised to anyone who acknowledges the sacrifice Jesus made for us, accepts Him into their hearts and lives in relationship with Him, recognizing that without Him we are destined for death. But instead, because of Jesus, we can have eternal life. One day we get to be HOME. And holy crap am I so so thankful for that truth. This wasn’t meant to be our home. Death, sorrow, suffering… none of it was meant to be experienced. There’s no place I’d rather be than Home. ♥️

“I will praise You, Lord, among the peoples; I will sing praises to You among the nations. For Your faithful love is as high as the heavens; Your faithfulness reaches the clouds. God, be exalted above the heavens; let Your glory be over the whole earth.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭57:9-11‬