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Usersname: evangelistbrown
Points: purple crayon (179) (?)
I am single
I am a female
I am 31 years old.
My birthday is: February 11th.
I live in Union City GA USA
I have lived and loved in Atlanta, GA my entire life. I attended high school in Metro Atlanta before receiving my BS in Sociology from the University of West Georgia. My passion is youth and family social services. I am very passionate about helping others become better and having a great life here on Earth. I have one older sister and our parents are natives of Atlanta as well. I currently attend a local church where I am prayer minister and assist with our youth ministry. I have been delivered from many things like epilepsy & depression. I am single and I love spending time with my loved ones, live music, and reading.
I was introduced to church at a very early age. While my father was incarcerated my mother, older sister and myself lived with my grandparents. They belonged to a Baptist church that we attended each Sunday. It was routine and ritualistic. I had an idea of God, but no real connection. My father was released, we moved out of grandparents house and that was the end of Baptist church for me. The church I can really say I grew up in and actually gained a true understanding of Christianity, Salvation and the Lord was an African Methodist Episcopal (AME) church. It was not a choice to go to church or participate in church activities. I enjoyed it for the most part but when I was a junior in high school my father was incarcerated again. My church attendance dwindled to almost a complete stop. Once I began college I attended church mostly on special programs and New Years Eve before I went to the club. My father returned home and became even more distant when he was ordained into ministry leadership. My relationship with my parents became dysfunctional to say the least and I wanted nothing to do with them or church. I knew that this was not good but it was my reality. I fell on hard times and after college and I learned pretty quickly that being an adult wasn't all it's cracked up to be. One Saturday, a good friend from college invited me to a womens Bible Study one of her graduate school classmates was having. I said yes because she didn't want to go alone and I thought it would be cool to get out of the house and hang out. The Bible Study was such a blessing to me. It gave me hope through the Word. The Bible felt brand new to me and I welcomed the Word with open arms. I immediately knew that I was not saved. My entire life I had simply been going through the motions as far as church goes. I had no real relationship with the Lord. The church that hosted the Bible Study invited me to Sunday service. I attended once and I knew I wanted to join. After joining I devoted my time to prayer, worship and studying the Word. One night I was in my apartment praying and worshiping. My apartment was filled with the presence of the Lord. A beautiful feeling fell over me that I had never felt or known. I cried as I fell to my knees and surrendered myself and my life to Christ. I will never forget that moment. It was the Fall of 2007. That Sunday at church service I confessed my salvation to other believers. I became on fire for the Lord. I have had a great desire for Him ever since. Praise God!
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