My Testimony. Raw.

For those who don't know me too well....

I have grown up learning the truths about God. Learning about his will for my life. Learning about how he sent his Son to die for me. How could I avoid such important lessons when my parents are in fact Salvation Army Officers?!

But then, the worst happened.

I couldn't tell you the exact day it happened... but i turned away from God.

I had married young, and had moved to Brisbane, two whole states away from my family.
To begin with, the journey interstate was all about taking risks for God.

Slowly, and without awareness, the lies started to flood into my mind. I began to search elsewhere for answers, for independence. I became so critical of the christians I had around me, that I stopped going to church. Blaming them for my troubles.

Everyday, i sunk deeper and deeper into this depression. Every weekend, I made myself available to the alcohol and the party life just so i could forget my troubles.
My marriage began to suffer also because of my bad decisions (no surprises there). I began looking to other men for acceptance and affection.

Even my friends, that I had been partying with all that time, were beginning to get sick of my ways!

I headed back to Melbourne, hoping for a fresh start.

But my bad decisions continued! I partied harder. Was out getting drunk most weekends, still looking for the "male attention". Seriously, I'm no saint. I was sleeping around, doing drugs, lying about almost everything. I was pushing myself to the physical limits of how much I could actually take - every single weekend.

My family life suffered most from this, and the people I love most, got so badly hurt by the things that I had chosen for my life.

(Here is where the story gets good...)

One day, whilst at my desk at work, the Lord breathed truth back into my spirit.

There was no fancy, over-the-top, worship songs "persuading my thoughts" (as some critics may love to say).

There was no preacher yelling into a microphone telling me to repent.

Nothing.

Just the Lord asking me to Come Back.

WOW.

Why had I been wasting all that time?

Why was I even worthy of GOD to ask ME to come back to him?

I'M NOT WORTHY OF HIS LOVE!

I surrended my life back to Jesus that day.

So far, the road has been so hard! I have had to loose bad habits, one thing at a time... I have had so much criticism because people have only known the "bad-decision-making Chelsea".

I now choose to live for the Lord, am learning new things about him every day.

I have completely stopped drinking, smoking and drug-taking and the sleeping-around.

I am in church every single Sunday. I am telling people about the love of Jesus. I'm soon to be starting out in Youth Ministry and I plan to become a soldier in The Salvation Army within the next month.

Please hear me out, I AM NOT PERFECT.
I screw it up all the time! And I'm continuely asking my Lord for forgiveness. I am learning everyday how I can live more holy, how to be like Jesus.


My LORD is perfect. I choose to serve him. He is the single most best thing that has ever ever EVER happened to me! He is worthy of all praise!