I was somewhat of an outcast growing up. As a very studious kid, I actually enjoyed school and homework over hanging with my few friends. My main hobbies included reading, writing, and crocheting, and I still enjoy it to this day. I played in the school band, practiced art, and daydreamed about my future books like the total geek I was (and am).

And yet, I never felt like I belonged on Earth. I suffered a lot of trauma from past events, resulting in depression, anxiety, and PTSD, but I won’t go into the details right now. Even at the age of five, I started having recurring night terrors of demons and pits of fire swallowing me up, this one continued until I was fifteen. By ten, I would beg whatever powers were in charge of the universe for a redo, for a chance to go home, because surely I didn’t belong here. I would stay up at night, just hoping I wouldn’t wake up the next day. Now, I don’t believe that those kinds of thoughts are normal for a child to be having.

I’ve always been overly curious, and being raised by mostly libertarian, doomsday-preppers on one side and a Christian mom on the other, I have a knack for seeking out the unordinary. I am a self-identified objective truth seeker; a trait that only grew after I graduated high school and moved out of my parent’s house. I published my first book and began marketing using social media like TikTok and Instagram. TikTok sent me to the “booktok” section but due to my characteristics of being an author and digging too far into random information, it led me to the conspiracy side rather quickly.

Breaking Point

My curiosity grew and I carefully fact-checked everything I encountered until I came to the conclusion that much of what I learned in school was propaganda. That was the point where I hit a mental breakdown. I had spent twelve years in school and half of the knowledge I earned with painstaking work was deconstructed in two months of research. To say the least, I was extremely heartbroken. I took school seriously and to find half my time was wasted on half-truths and lies.

Much of the history and sciences taught in mainstream schooling is angled in a certain way: in the opposite direction as Jesus. That, I figured, was a good starting point after I finished with the conspiracy theories. All of the puzzle pieces led me in the direction of a divine creator. Many of the fathers of the sciences had been Christian, basing their ideas off of the Bible and their observations of the world. Most of the historical figures I learned about in school all the way into our modern history, were also Christian, or at least creationists. If important men like Sir Isaac Newton, Charles Darwin, and Francis Bacon can believe in a divine creator and agree with the scientific reality of the world, then why shouldn’t I?

I had spent half my life being agnostic. I had no clue whether there was a God or if we were just in a finely tuned matrix. Some of my research discouraged me. The rabbit-holes seemed to be bottomless. There was and still is much for me to learn.

I read many articles from the CIA and NASA, digging deeper and deeper into the insanity of our government, and the UN. Freemasonry absolutely boggled my pea brain. CERN conCERNed (no pun intended) me to no end. And those are only a couple of the things that really dug into me. It would take me ages to relay everything I gathered from all of those, so I’ll just jump to the conclusion: they only pointed me more to the possibility of a divine creator.

Experimentation

I studied for a month and a half, experimenting with new-age practices. I attempted crystals, chakra cleansing, meditation, research into ghosts, and near death experiences. The only valuable thing I took from those things was the realization that everything in the universe is held together by vibrations. Frequency was what led me to the truth. I was aware that we are masses of atoms vibrating and creating connected cells that make us appear solid. I came across this quote from the Bible, “By faith, we understand that the universe was formed at God’s command, so that what is seen was not made out of what is visible,” (Hebrews 11:3 NIV).

This book was written in 70 AD, while the atom was actually discovered, with evidence, in 1800 AD. I had initially been told for most of my childhood, by many people, that the Holy Scriptures are mistranslated, out-of-date stories. I was told that the writers of these stories of ignorant, controlling men. I was surprised to hear of this true admittance of knowledge of what seems to be atoms.

I delved into scripture a bit more, finding many of the stories, parables, and miracles resonated in me. I have always had a keen sense of truth and was shocked to find the same experience in this book. It only showed me more, confirming that much of what I learned in school was false. In it, I learned of advice and sciences that are told long before humans had discovered them on their own. I read many prophecies that linked much of history together. I could see some of those prophecies coming true today, in order of what those sixty-six books predict. Even while many family members, friends, and teachers told me and kept insisting that the Bible is outdated and mistranslated, I kept finding truth after surprising truth in it.

The number sixty-six is affectionately named the angel number and is meant to mean harmony and love. It represents a connection to the divine realm and because it is greatly impacted by the number three it can also represent the Holy Trinity in this way. Six means the falling short and weakness of man or the sin of Satan.

God is represented by the number seven and where six is one number shy of that, it shows that it falls short of Him. Six can mean that you need to focus on your spiritual life, rather than your external life. It can mean harmony and balance. Between three representing the Trinity and in relation to it, falling short of seven, and the shortcoming of man, sixty-six is a significant number for a book as transformative as the Bible. Numbers are very significant and can effect the meaning of anything, especially when it comes to the spirit realm. Nothing, when it comes to the Lord is just a coincidence. Come to find out, everything He does or inspires is intentional.

I spent some time watching YouTube videos about history and even more conspiracy theories, and then one day I came across Ray Comfort at Living Waters in California. He was open-air preaching in the video I watched, and after watching it, everything changed.

Transformation

I went from a strange, confused, depression, to a state of remorse, sureness, and joy within fifteen minutes. Ray Comfort explained the logic behind God’s judgment and how He had saved us from ourselves. He told the person he was interviewing about how the Old Testament is God’s promise to destroy death and how the New Testament tells how He did it. Comfort quoted Romans 6:23, “The wages of sin is death,” and something inside me clicked. It was an extremely profound experience, the realization of my sin and how it had been paid for by one innocent man. I understood how dire my sins are, and how just the punishment for them is. I suddenly saw the world as a completely different place.

My new-age practices were useless, but the Son of Man, the Son of God, The King of Kings, saved me with just one last act that I could not do on my own: faith. I have sinned just like anyone else and I am saved by the grace of our glorious God who sacrificed His only begotten son so that we may not suffer the torment of an eternal Hell. He defeated death and sin for His creation, “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

I appreciated the gift of free will so much more after I was born again. I saw how much love God truly has for His creation, for He wouldn’t have given us the choice to do as we please if He didn’t. A loving Father lets His children learn from their mistakes.

Now, here I sit on my bed, telling the world that I am no longer enslaved to sin. I am free of my sinful nature and have been born again, a completely new person in Christ. I prayed and repented and am truly humbled by the sheer power, love, and grace shown to us by our creator.

Thanks For Reading!

Thank you so much for your time! I know I’m just a voice shouting in the dark, but I hope I can gather more voices! Let’s start something! If Jesus has impacted your life in any way, I invite you to comment or email me with stories all about it. I am glad to share your story for you!

God bless you all!