27 years of running away. 27 years of depression and anxiety. 27 years of suffering and heartbreak. 27 years of so desperately trying to figure out who I was. 27 years of tears and confusion. 27 years of blaming Him for everything.
27 years of Jesus chasing after me. 27 years of Him trying to show me a better way. 27 years of Him calling me closer to heal. 27 years of Him sitting beside me even when I rejected Him. 27 years of Him wiping away every tear and calling me daughter.
Even in the midst of my storm, Jesus never left. He waited patiently, and I can finally say HERE I AM. The old me has been left in the ocean and the new me in Christ has come to life!🤍

Romans 6:4 For we died and were buried with Christ by baptism. And just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glorious power of the Father, now we also may live new lives.