Iโve got kind of a crazy one so buckle up. Like many of you, I grew up in church, but never quite felt the connection to God, or even understood why we did the things that we did. I tragically lost both of my parents, which led me down a path of skepticism, which turned into atheism, and eventually turned into utter nihilism. As you can imagine, I tried to drown myself in the things of this world, hoping it would achieve something, but it never quite patched up this deep hole in my heart. I struggled to find any purpose or meaning in life, almost living angrily at God, thinking if he exists, why would he let something like that happen? As I was subtly starting to consider getting more into religion, I started dating this girl and wound up getting involved in a โchurchโ that, looking back in retrospect, completely twisted and used the scripture in a way that fit their narrative, and put their own spin on it. I slowly started to realize I was in more of a cult than I was a church. I started to think about how my mom and dad wouldโve felt about it, and Iโve always looked up to my father as my hero. I found some of my dadโs old notebooks in which he wrote his thoughts on lots of scripture, itโs been nice, kind of like having Bible study with him. This ultimately led me to build more and more of a relationship with Jesus, and I decided to put all of my faith in HIM alone, and no one else. Through Him, I have been set free from the bondage of my sin, and has been the best decision Iโve ever made. So here I am, trying to build my relationship with Him, my understanding of His word, and to build relationships with fellow followers of Christ.