I grew up going to a buddhist temple at the age of eight. I never felt like I fit in because I didn't have the typical "vietnamese girl look". Every girl had long, pitch black hair and pail skin. I had short brown hair and tan skin. I experienced religion, chants, traditions and rituals but never experienced real joy, love and freedom until I experienced the love of my Creator.
During my sophomore year of college, my roommate invited me to church. After a few months of one excuse after another, I randomly decide to go with her. That one random decision changed my life. I remember seeing the hands and faces of people genuinely worshipping God and that blew me away.
I remember sitting in the presence of God and just being in awe of Him and that He had led me to His dwelling place because He just wanted me to know Him.
It wasn't about religion anymore; it was about a relationship.
I felt free. I felt accepted. And most importantly, I felt loved.
His Spirit was moving.
I became a Christian a few months after attending church.
The Lord has completely transformed me inside out from being unsocial and unmotivated to giving me confidence and joy.
Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. 2 Corinthians 3:17-18
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