I’m sixteen and my family isn’t the most religious. We only go to church on holidays and I went to CDC but that’s about it. I never gave much thought about religion or God until like a few years ago.

I was bullied when I was ten years old and that lead me to having suicidal thoughts and depression. I started to question if there was even a God because I didn’t want to believe that he would put me through so much pain. I basically lost the little faith I had left in the church.

It wasn’t until a few moths ago when I was listening to music. There was a worship song on my playlist and I couldn’t help but listen. They recited in the song, Psalm 116:5-9:

"The Lord is gracious and righteous; our God is full of compassion. The Lord protects the unweary; when I was brought low, he saved me. Return to your rest, my soul, for the lord has been good to you. For you, Lord, have delivered me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before the lord in the land of the living."

I couldn’t help but cry and for the first time I felt that God was actually listening to me. I finally feel a connection to something and I feel wanted. I want to go to church but I’m afraid to tell my parents. I don’t know why but I really want to go and try it again.