Personal Stories

I was raised as a Christian and had accepted Christ in 1985. The many Christian churches I went to always taught a mixture of law and grace, and I was a lukewarm Christian. My dad was a womanizer and I grew up seeing how my mum suffered as a result. This and the lack of a father’s love made me believe wrongly and accept a man whom I thought was giving me the right kind of love.

I work as a policeman and have seen a lot of death and pain in my line of duty. One day, everything hit me all at once, and I was struck with anxiety attacks. I work out at the gym and practice self-defense regularly, but when anxiety hits, no muscle or martial arts could help me. I started getting heart palpitations, dark thoughts, and couldn’t sleep at night.

I had been raised by a cruel and abusive father who was mentally unsound and incredibly legalistic. I spent my childhood fearing him and struggled desperately to be loved. By the time I was a teenager, my self-esteem was incredibly low. I thought I was hideously unattractive, stupid, and a burden to anybody I met.

Pastor Prince, I’m a twenty-three-year-old university student who grew up in a Christian family, attended church, and went to a Christian college. However, I made choices in life that greatly delayed my studies, career, relationships, and spiritual growth.

Earlier this year, I had been told by my supervisor that the company had to let me go because the firm was struggling amidst the COVID-19 pandemic. They needed to cut costs and unfortunately that involved the removal of my role. Just like that, I was let go the following day.

I was convinced that I had committed the unpardonable sin mentioned in the Bible. As a result, I thought God and the Holy Spirit were far from me, and fell into severe depression and anxiety. I was under so much mental and emotional oppression that I could not function normally in daily life.

I was in despair and depression to the point I had started to believe that God had turned His back on me and left me. One night, I cried out to God and asked Him to send me a sign. At this point, I was honestly ready to commit suicide. I had made up my mind that if God no longer cared, then I had no reason to live anymore.

Our 18-year-old daughter had been estranged from us for about 7 years. It was so painful, and at many times, it was hard to choose to keep going. We rested in the Lord’s promises of restoration we heard from listening to Pastor Prince’s messages for over 5 years.

I received Christ at the age of thirteen and attended church regularly for about a year till the weekly pressure from church leaders to bring and convert newcomers got to me. It made me constantly feel like I was not good enough.

I’ve had very bad panic and anxiety attacks since I was about 12 or 13 years old. When I was 14, I was put on Xanax, a narcotic pill that is very addictive.

Pastor Prince, I want to thank you for the blessed truths you have brought into my life.Two years ago after the birth of my son, I started to find it hard to cope.

I was baptized when I was thirteen years old but I did not attend a church until I got married. I was so happy to attend church every Sunday after I met my husband, but even though I did that and tithed regularly, there was an emptiness in my heart that I could not understand.