Sometimes, I feel like the woman at the well, beaten down by my mistakes and choices. With a heart full of frustration toward the world and even the characters in the Bible, I often forget that God is simply offering me living water for my soul.
I am now committed to reading from Genesis to Revelation, moving beyond picking up Bible studies for quick, encouraging scriptures.
After years of conforming to various beliefs and religions, the challenges of the past few years have truly broken me. But now, I’m on a path of renewing my faith, learning to forgive myself, and healing along the way.
I once worked at a salon in Rockwall, and while giving a client a manicure—what felt like a breath of fresh air—she asked if she could pray over me. During her prayer, she called out to God as “Dad,” speaking to Him as if she were talking to a father. This stirred a deep wound within me while planting a seed that would later grow into peace. Having never known a father, I often recognize the true meaning of fatherhood in my husband’s interactions with our daughters. I never knew you could talk to God like a daughter would speak with her father.
Because of this, I sometimes struggle to hear and listen to God without feeling abandoned.
I yearn for genuine conversations with God, without any agenda. I want to walk away feeling the joy of knowing that God loves, disciplines, and fights for me and you, even on days that break our hearts.
I share my raw emotions and insights from my readings to inspire someone else that it’s possible to start at any age or stage in life to get to know God. The journey will come with ups, downs, and questions. But one thing is sure: with God, there is true love, compassion, and accountability.