About 9 months ago I was locked up in the St. Johns County Jail for a lot of reasons.

The only person I had to blame was myself, but I decided to put the blame on God. I kept saying it was His fault that I was in the situation I was in. Even though I had given up on Him and stopped loving Him, He never stopped loving me.

It’s funny how things work out - especially prayer.

My mom and I know a lot of others were praying that I would come to love Jesus like I had before, but in my heart I wanted nothing to do with Him.

On May 30, I heard what I think was an angel speaking through my best friend’s mouth saying he had just prayed and felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. I prayed that night (and I mean I prayed). I poured my heart out to God and asked Him back into my life.

And when I was done, I felt this relief from my addiction to drugs and the life I was living before.

I was reborn and it felt so good.

Soon there after, I got a bible and started reading it and reciting verses to others I was locked up with. One of the verses that stuck out to me was Proverbs 3:5, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.”

That verse hit me so hard.

No matter what happened, I knew that God was going to protect me and guide me through whatever lay in my path.

About a month later, I was sent to a rehab instead of serving the county time, praise Jesus.

Well to make a long story short, I was kicked out of rehab and because of that I violated my probation. When I was locked up again I went into the jail a whole new person. I was a child of Christ.

While in jail, my mom told me about the fast and what I should do for the fast and what it was all about. I then began to fast even though I was locked up and I began the pray that God would have his way in the court room.

There were a lot of people praying for me and hoping I would get out on the 16 of January. When I went to the courtroom that day, the state attorney had other plans for me. They offered me another rehab and I didn’t take it so then they offered me 9 months in the county. I still didn’t want to take that so at the last minute I cried for help. I asked God to give me the courage to speak up for myself and He did.

I told the judge about my schooling with me being so close to graduating and she considered me for drug court which meant I got to come home in a week.

I trusted in God and he delivered just like He always does.

It may not be the way you want it to be, but God does answer prayers and my prayer was to come home to my family and friends at Celebration.