hey y'all, i'm taylor. Before I put my story up here, I decided that I was going to share my testimony with all of y'all. So, here goes:

When I was six, my best friend got saved and baptized. I wanted to be just like her, so I prayed the prayer and thought I was saved. But I still had doubts. Every time I went to sleep at night I remember thiking: "What if I'm not really saved?" or even worse: "What if God isn't real?" I would always try to shake those thoughts out of my head. But, sometimes, they got the better of me. I would re-pray the prayer, just to be safe.

Then, one day at camp, I remember walking to the football field with a bunch of my friends. And, in that moment, I had never felt so alone. I knew I was missing something. So, my friends kept talking, and suddenly, the topic changed and they were all talking about their own doubts about their own salvation. So, we all decided to talk to one of the church leaders about it. I went and talked to this girl named Jana. She asked me to tell her my testimony, and as I was doing so, I realized that my faith wasn't real. So, that night, I gave my life completely to Jesus. And, I have never been the same since.

God has taught me so many things over the past two years. But, one thing that I remember most is that God is calling me to be a missionary. One day, at another camp, my best friend shared her testimony with everyone. What she had to say really affected me. And right after she got done, we went to our small groups and one of the Bible verses was Isaiah 61:1: "The Lord has annointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted. And procalim freedom for the captives." In that moment, I got a picture of a little girl from Nicaragua stuck in my head, and I knew that one day, I had to be there, sharing my faith with them.

If you have any questions about God, Jesus, or my faith, I would be happy tp answer or find the answer for them. :)