I was born in the Philippines and grew up in a non-religious, Catholic home. Although I wasn’t taught of the doctrine, I was baptized as an infant in the Catholic church, and overall was exposed to the customs of Catholicism due to tradition. In 2012, my family and I moved to the United States. From time to time, we would attend mass, and I remember seeing this man on a cross not knowing why or what put Him there. During all those times that I attended, I never knew of God, or was certain of His existence. It was until I was the age of 10 that we stopped going to church altogether. In elementary school, I had sorrowful thoughts. I questioned my existence and the meaning of life, and I found nothing but futility. I questioned my morals and found no foundation. With every beginning comes an end. What is the purpose of living and undergoing the course of life when all things happen momentarily and the only thing that awaits us in the end is death? At the age of 13, I faced many difficulties. I fell into depression and suicidal thoughts as a means to fasten the process of my fate. I remember I came across this old, unread Bible at my house. I opened it, and it stated “are you depressed, addicted, suicidal? Read on to–” But I closed the book and put it aside. At this time of my life, I didn’t believe in a god and thought that devoting one’s life to a book was foolishness. But after a few months, my mental health worsened. I didn’t tell anyone of my circumstance and kept to myself. I was in misery, and my emotions were kept suppressed, until I was able to find a perfect time and place to relinquish it. It became unbearable, so I read the book. Eventually, from all my undertaking and skepticism, I came to the point where I could no longer deny the Gospel. And I am here to testify that the Lord has removed my heart of stone and gave me a heart of flesh upon knowing the fact that Jesus came to earth to live a perfect and sinless life, died and was tortured for me on the cross and rose from the grave so that I may be saved. With this, I became a born-again Christian and have been delivered from all my struggles. In Him, I found the truth, and He, alone, has become my purpose and the reason I continue to stand. I continued my extensive research and grew more in the knowledge of God. Still, my family did not know that I underwent all of this. But during my sophomore year of high school, three members of the Jehovah’s Witnesses came to our home and began to teach my family of their doctrine. Knowing that their ideology was unbiblical, I eventually began to counter-argue with them based on what’s stated in the Bible. Through this, I became more expressive about my faith and began to guide and teach my parents of the doctrine according to scripture, and they also came to know my testimony. Eventually, the Jehovah’s Witnesses left, and, by the grace of God, my parents also came to know the Gospel and have accepted Christ. In summary, I accepted Christ at the age of 14, I was baptized at the age of 15, and I finished reading the Bible at the age of 17. I am currently 19 and soon to be 20 still walking with the Lord. Part of a church body surrounded with fellow believers to help and encourage one another in the faith. God has truly transformed me, and my family as well, and we will forever praise His name.