I have always had a problem with the church. Some of the churches I went to were all about religion and less about Jesus. I think for the longest time I hated going to church because I did not want to be a person who judges someone for having tattoos or go to a place where women have no right to voice their opinion. I remember thinking, "If this is what church is like, then I don't like it."

I do not think I found a church that I actually loved until the summer I was about to leave for college. My family switched churches and for the first time I felt at home. I did not feel like I had to act prim and proper, and I felt free to be me despite of not being perfect as a person. This congregation was the first group of people who accepted you whether or not you had a nice Sunday outfit, or jeans and a plain t shirt.

Once I left for college I stopped going to church unless I went home to visit. I was so afraid that I would end up in the same situation where I hated the church and I would lose my love for Jesus again. So for my first semester in college, I did not go to church or even participate in bible studies on campus.

I had this mindset that if I went home and went to church then that would be okay. Little did I know that not bringing my faith from home to college was a mistake. After Christmas break, I hit rock bottom. Two of my friends left Hanover and I felt alone. I was also dealing with stress with my previous roommate and I just clashing we had such different lifestyles that it just did not flow well together. I have never felt so low in my life before. I wanted to give up and transfer schools because I was broken. I did not have the motivation to continue school.

One of my hallmates told me to come to Delight, which is a women's ministry located on many college campuses.At first I fought going because I was so mad at God. I was mad at him for everything He was putting me through, but for some reason I went. After that first night of going, something changed. I went back to my dorm and I cried because I realized God had never left me, but I had left God.

After that night of going to Delight, I went back every Thursday. I started to restore my faith in God again and for the first time I fell back in love with God. I realized that me being broken was needed to fix me. Without hitting that low I might not have ever notice the true power of God fixing my heart to become new again.

I was excited. I started listening to more of KLove and every Thursday after Delight I just felt the need to share the word with people. I was growing, I did not know it then, but I can see it now that my freshmen year is almost over.

I thought that God was done changing me, but He had a few more tricks up his sleeve. I ended up going to the Outcry Tour in Lexington, KY with Delight and that night was the night I gave myself back to Christ. I was baptized as a child, but that was mostly for my parents. Now it was for me wanting to do this for myself.

Looking back, I realized that I can't just keep my faith at home and not bring it to campus. I've also learned that I was only a Christian on the surface, but I was not one deep down in my soul. It was okay to talk about being a Christian, but I never truly practiced it.

Now that I have accepted Christ again I know that I will stumble and I am going to fall, but I know that I fell back in love with Christ again, and I am ready to take on whatever is thrown at me.