I remember my family started taking me to Church ever since we came to the US. My Dad and Mom converted to Christianity, and then me and my sister got baptized. I actually got baptized in the ocean, which was a cool experience, but other than that, I didn't really know God, but kind of just went along. It was only around middle school when I truly started taking the faith seriously, enough to start wondering about it and praying to God about every day. You might be wondering what made me change, from caring not so much about God to praying every day, and to be honest, I can't really remember. It was not like something big happened, like some other people's testimony about; I got into a car crash and suddenly, a bright light! but rather it was very gradual, and not all at once. Perhaps it started because I was in my own head too much, out of loneliness and spiritual warfare I didn't understand. Thoughts on there had to be something outside of this worldliness, which turned my attention to God. Or perhaps it was the small signs I kept seeing that I can't ignore, signs that only confirmed my faith in God and led me closer to Him, though they were real silly, but during those moments was what I needed most. Or perhaps it was the prayers, maybe at first out of curiosity, and then finding comfort and peace in that, I began doing it more. But what I do know for sure is this; that during my middle school years was when I was the most lost. Life felt so purposeless, and without having the relationship with God I have now, I had nothing to grasp unto. It was rough. Yet it was because I was so lost God sought after me, His lost sheep, to bring me back home to Him. Even when I didn't know Him, He knew me, and like the Good Shepherd He is He came for the lost. Thus no longer am I lost, but found. No longer am I in the chains bond to this world, but free in Christ through the next. And with God's guidance and the Church I was able to learn of Christ's sacrifice and resurrection, and what it meant for my life. I begin learning the Truth in God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. I began reading His Word, and received the Holy Spirit. Life became not so purposeless anymore, as I know now God has given me life for a reason. For His purpose. And I was willing to receive, and because I was willing He truly came to save me in my most desperate times. He never gave up on me, not even when I was lost,