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My Testimony:
I'm 29 years old, and for most of my life, I would have called myself a "Christian." I grew up with the label, but I never truly knew what it meant to be a Christ-follower. My faith was a word, not a relationship.
After high school, I joined the Army, and any connection I had to that faith just faded away. I began to chase what the world offered and got lost in it. That path led me to a dark place. After three and a half years, I got out of the military, and my life completely unraveled. I ended up homeless, deeply depressed, and completely down on my luck. I was at a point where I was seriously considering ending my own life.
I managed to pull myself up just enough to get an okay job, and for a moment, I thought things were turning around. I was set up with a coworker, and things moved incredibly fast. She moved in with me after only a month of dating, and we were married a year later. But this relationship wasn't a rescue; it was just a different kind of brokenness. I learned later that she had never truly loved me; she married me for convenience.
After a year and a half of marriage, we separated. The betrayal was crushing—just two weeks after we split, she began a relationship with a man who was my close friend and coworker.
That divorce pushed me to the absolute edge. I was back in that dark, suicidal place, but this time, I had nothing left to trust in. I was completely broken. In that moment of total desperation, I cried out to God for real help. And He answered. It wasn't a lightning bolt, but a clear, strong thought in my heart: "Call your mother."
I listened. I called her, and she was the lifeline I needed. She helped me find a church, a real community of believers.
This was the moment God snatched me back from the edge. He made it crystal clear to me that the relationship I had been in was not ordained by Him. It was a painful lesson, but it freed me to understand that He has someone else in mind for me—someone I am still patiently waiting for.
My life didn't become perfect overnight. In fact, God immediately began to work on the deepest-rooted sin in my life: a struggle with lust and a porn addiction that I've had since I was very young. It's a hard battle, but for the first time, I am not fighting it alone. I am healing, day by day, by His grace.
With this new, real relationship with Christ, I've found a new purpose. I've stopped procrastinating on the dreams God has given me. I've "put my axe to the grind," and I'm working to become a Christian content creator. I don't have a lot of free time, but I am pushing myself to pursue this lifelong passion.
And while I have goals—like being a homeowner in San Antonio by 2027 and having a successful career—my greatest dream is what God is preparing me for: to be a great father and an amazing, godly husband.
I pray every day that I place God first in everything I do. I still fall, but I hold on to His promise: "For though the righteous fall seven times, they rise again." My life is no longer about my own strength; it's about His.
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