I was 4. I really don't remember much -- I was in a basement in CA, I had bare feet and the cement was cold -- I do remember that I wanted to see Jesus so badly, I wanted to go to heaven. But then when I was 11 I realized that it was not just about going to heaven, it was about living for God. I was at camp, and I decided I wanted to make it deeper. It was like all my life had led up to that point, the point where I knew I could not seek anything aside from Him. A gentle peace covered me at that moment, like God was holding me in His arms, and I knew I had to live for Him, I knew I needed to. It was awesome.

I cannot say that I have been perfect since that day, and I cannot say that I have not had my share of rough patches, but I can say this, God was there with me through it all.

To me Christianity is not just something verbal, it is a life-style. When trouble comes it is looking to God and saying "I do not understand this, but I will trust You." It is seeking to know God with your whole heart. It is looking deeply into the eyes of the heavenly Father and saying "I want to know You."

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