I grew up in a Christian home my entire life. It was not always perfect, but it was better than others situations. I first started out in a private Baptist Christian school where I was scared into my faith at a very young age. When I "surrendered" my life to Christ, I did not understand fully why I did so, only knowing I did pray the prayer so I would not go to eternal damnation. Fast forward to middle school, I then went to a public school where I was not very liked. I did not know what to do. Later, I found out that my grandmother was diagnosed with a stage IV brain tumor that was most likely going to take her life. As a result, my family and I moved from my childhood home and moved in with my grandparents to help. Once again, I attended another private Christian school, but my life had changed for the better. I was very bitter my freshman year of high school because of my current situation, but that did not stop God from putting people in my life that could help demolish my bitterness and get my life back on track towards Jesus. The following school year, my grandmother passed and I was still a tad bitter, but not as bad as I was previously. As the year went on, the events got worse. I had a fight with my boyfriend that ultimately ended in a breakup. Others were not talking to me, and I became depressed over the summer. I kept questioning God and I wondered what the point of my existence was if there was any. At the start of junior year, the entire high school went on our annual Renew camping retreat. I did not want to go because I did not want to see my ex-boyfriend, and I really did not want to hear the same old sermons about living your life for Christ. However, little did I know that Jesus would have changed my life that week. The guest speaker we had at our retreat was a friend of our principal's. He was not like any of the previous speakers we had. His themes of his messages were being "all in for Christ." Again, at first I did not want to listen, until one afternoon service we had. He asked for anyone, who was willing, to come up front and confess anything they had and how they asked God for guidance. I was listening to everyone's stories and people all around me started to tear up, as some of the stories were sad. I did my best to hold in my tears until my brother went up to speak. My brother started talking about the situation we had with my grandmother and how one day he asked my grandmother, "Grammy, if God loves us so much why would He allow you to have cancer, and possibly take you away from us." And he told everyone her response was, "Because, honey, He did not want me to have cancer, but He wants me to come Home to Him. He knows that I will see you again. I did what I needed to do." I started balling my eyes out on my best friend's lap, and that is when Jesus changed my life. I realized that I was not living the way He would want me to. I was walking down my own path and not His. After I asked for forgiveness for the way I was living, a burden rolled off of me. I was no longer bitter at anyone. I restores broken relationships with friends and family. I struggled to still give my whole life to Christ at first, but I worked just like everyone has to. I put my full trust in Him when it came to major life decisions, especially my career choice and college I was supposed to attend. It is still hard sometimes to put my trust into Jesus, but I pray and let him take control of my life when it is hard. After putting my full trust in Him, I have started college at a liberal college where I have witnessed to some other students in the process. I am also in the process in becoming a peer mentor on campus so I can shine God's light to others who are struggling with things in their life as well.