At the end of my senior year of high school, I can honestly say I thought I had it all. Thought, being the key word. I had the most amazing softball season (182 strike outs, 16-6 record, 2 no hitters, not too shabby, I KNOW :]), recruited and going to the college of my choice and I thought I was deeply and madly in love with my then boyfriend. You name it, it was probably perfect! Not really, I was empty. None of those things could satisfy this weird empty space within me. I hadn’t the slightest clue what was wrong with me. I’d spend my evenings staring off into space thinking about a million different things that I could not even pinpoint now. But as we know, God has a funny way of using certain things in our lives to awaken us from the dead. I had been playing softball since my sophomore year and it has consumed my life since then. It’s probably all I ever thought about and something I still think about now. One day during the middle of my Senior season a beautiful girl came prancing in hugging all the JV girls and making conversation with just about everyone. I snickered and thought “Psshh, who does this chick think she is coming up in here thinking she owns the place.”Turns out she had played softball in college and just wanted to volunteer and so the Coaches welcomed her in. It took me a couple of days or weeks to warm up to her. I remember first speaking to her about where she had played softball in college and how I was looking forward to getting up real early for practices. She seemed real nice. Whatever she had, I wanted it.The next time we spoke I had just finished doing some fielding drills when I turned around to see this girl sitting around with a bunch of girls exchanging numbers. Shoot, I wanted her number too! So we exchanged numbers and didn’t speak until I texted her about seeing one of her friends on my way to go prom shoe shopping. It was a pretty short pointless conversation but God puts a point in the most pointless of things. A couple of weeks later I was hitting a new low, the void within me was crying out. I found myself battling my anxiety and frustrations not having a single clue why I felt this way, I had no reason to. But then something within me possessed me to search for a small orange new testament Bible that had been given to me outside of my high school by some Gideon missionaries my sophomore year. Although I was the biggest atheist on the face of the planet, something always kept me from throwing it out whenever I cleaned my room. I skimmed a couple of verses and was hooked. How could this little pocket book give me so much comfort? I felt an overwhelming sense of peace and love wash over me. I needed to know more about this. The spirit led further and I ended up texting this girl, whose name is Ashley, and I asked her if she went to church. For the first time in my life, I was searching for answers instead of giving them. I was that atheist who had no problem going toe to toe with someone about the existence of God. Yet, there I found myself in a conversation that probably changed my life. Ashley did a fantastic job at answering all the questions I had for her. From then on, we had a pretty decent relationship. She and I went out for ice cream a short time after I graduated and over the summer even helped keep my pitching arm in check at my high school. After a great throwing session she invited me to VBS at her church. Of course though, I had no idea what VBS was, so I asked and agreed to go. Heres the funny part, I had no idea that meant there would be little kids everywhere! I was just about the only big kid there; well College bound kid. Nonetheless I sat there among the kids, listened to the lessons and nothing else could seem more perfect than what I was hearing. Come Sunday, I attended their church service and accepted Christ into my heart. I attended church till I departed for college and in November found myself in the baptismal tank with the pastor fully giving myself over to the Lord. During my month long holiday break I visited a Christian college and absolutely loved it there. I loved the campus, the atmosphere and just the sheer overwhelming love of Christ that filled every corner of the campus. Something in my heart told me that I needed to seek Christ in this type of a setting. After coming back from the visit I researched the nearest Christian colleges near me and applied. I am currently at that university and am serving as a student chaplain to the girls on my hall. Who’da thunk it? Well our God is so perfect and so is His plan. How was this all orchestrated you may ask? Well, Ashley went to college with Dan, a substitute teacher at my high school. They figured it would be great to reach out to girls in my high school and found that her foot in was through the softball program. Ashley helped lead me to the Lord and further introduced me to her friend Whitney during VBS. I have grown to love all three of these special people as my brothers and sisters. Each one of them has such a special place in my heart and have done so much in my formation as a young Christian. With them and the people they have introduced me to I know that I will be able to continue growing in Christ love. Ashley, Whitney, Dan…I love you guys. Glory to God.