How Jesus Made Me Stand for His Glory Before the End of High School

How Jesus Made Me Stand for His Glory Before the End of High School

How Jesus Made Me Stand for His Glory Before the End of High School At the beginning of Grade 11, I had set ambitious goals such as getting Ace Scholar Badges and Commendation Certificates. But that year, I struggled a lot. It was a major struggle with mental health. Physics, Chemistry, and Biology – the entire sciences were my favorite. But in Grade 11, I barely started passing each paper. I started feeling left out in class. I felt ignored by my teachers and peers. I felt nothing. I hit my lowest point when I failed my 20-mark Biology paper. When I got the paper, I started tearing down in tears. This marked the beginning of depression. On that day, my biology teacher called my mother. My biology teacher had taught me in Grade 10 as well (and God’s Grace in 12th too) and knew me better compared to my other teachers. That call changed my perspective. My mom had put the call on speaker mode, and I listened to everything my teacher said. She said, “She is an excellent student. What happened to her? Are there any issues at home or anything? I could not stop thinking about her. If she needs any help, I am always there for her.” That’s when I realized that my teacher cared for me

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No Way Out!

No Way Out!

No Way Out! I had just finished my senior year in high school, which meant that it was time to get involved in various activities with my friends, not knowing that one action was about to alter my entire life. During those long summer days, I would stay up all night and sleep all day, nocturnal. So, one Sunday morning my mom went out to church, and I snuck a girl over the house while my mom was out praising God. Something I wish to this day I would have done that morning. But anyway, I let a girl come over and one thing led to another, and we eventually had sex. A few days later my conscience started bothering me. I felt incredibly bad for what I did but that wasn’t the only reason I was feeling that way. Thoughts of being a soon-to-be father started to creep into my mind and as the days passed those thoughts grew louder. I couldn’t sleep, eat, or even function because I was thinking about how I was going to afford a child when I couldn’t even buy myself a new pair of sneakers. Exactly 2 weeks later my mom and I went to church. Let me give you a background check for my mom. She is a praying woman who has

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