I have been going to church since I was a little girl, and thought I had a good life and that I knew God. My brother passed away from cancer, and two years later, my sister passed away from cancer and then three years ago my father passed away from Lou Gherrit’s disease. I stopped going to church, I was mad at God and I didn’t want anything to do with God.
Then one Saturday God said, you are doing all you can to not disappoint your daddy and your daddy is not the one that can get you in heaven. I went to my daughter and said I think it’s time to go back to church.
She started to come to Life with a friend and wanted me to try the church out. I felt at home immediately. Since coming to this church I have learned so much, I know to give my problems to God and not take them back. He has them, I know it’s being taken care of.