When I was a young adult, I didn't want to follow my parent's religion anymore because I had fallen into the trap of a Muslim guy. I stopped going to church and praying with them. When I had questions about my family's beliefs, they said I just "had to believe", as my ancestors did.

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During seven years in an abusive relationship I tried to prove my worth to my husband and Allah. I experienced intrusive thoughts and tried to hide my depression from friends and family. My gut told me I had to protect my two children, so I left.

 

Jesus met me in my lowest moment of pain, and gave me the answers I had asked years prior, about WHY he died for me (and you!) on the cross, because He loves me and His blood paid the debt of my sin in full! (Col. 2:13-15)
I received Him as my personal Savior and I am thankful to be here today to share His kindness and truth with you.

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For His glory,

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Katrina