I grew up in a Christian home, so I knew God cared about everyone, but I’m not sure I believed that he really wanted what was best for me. When I was 7 years old, I went to visit Israel. Being in the places where Jesus lived made it easy for me to believe that he truly lived and that he died for me. Seeing the history firsthand brought it all to life in a way that was undeniable.

But I still didn’t know him intimately. As some of you may know, I was gifted with the ability to sing. And I wanted to become famous like many of my friends. So I always put myself first because I didn’t believe God cared that much. I kept striving for success but living with an unfillable emptiness. Though I knew it was wrong, I kept sinning, and because of guilt, I feared God even more and tried to avoid him. The further I drifted from him, the harder I tried to make it on my own. Yet no amount of recognition could fill the emptiness inside. My parents reminded me that only God knows the depths of my emptiness and sorrows, and only he could fulfill my desires. Through their prayers, I realized that Jesus does care and wants what’s best for me. 

Since encountering Jesus personally, my life is filled with joy. I’m learning to trust that God always wants what’s best for me. Living a life where God, not myself, is in control brings me true happiness. I want him to always be at the highest place in my heart. 

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