My Freedom Story


If you have been kind enough to read my blog in the past year, you will know that summer 2015 has been extremely definitive for me in way that heartbreak does. In the middle of that one of a kind storm, God gave me the beautiful opportunity to share my freedom story with the women of Arise Philippines. It has been seven months since this wonderful chance to share my heart and the secrets I have kept in the dark over years.

At first I was shy to share this video for the shallowest reasons (I was still a few pounds heavier, no make up, bad angles) but ironically, my freedom story is God freeing me from my insecurities so I’m sure that is part of His plans as well.

I am continually amazed at how God continues to work in my life for I have learned a lot as well from the time I shared this testimony and how He continually uses all things including my own mistakes, failures, and heartaches to mold me into the person He has always wanted me to be.

Lord, you have examined my heart

    and know everything about me.

You know when I sit down or stand up.

    You know my thoughts even when I’m far away.

You see me when I travel

    and when I rest at home.

    You know everything I do.

You know what I am going to say

    even before I say it, Lord.

You go before me and follow me.

    You place your hand of blessing on my head.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,

    too great for me to understand!

I can never escape from your Spirit!

    I can never get away from your presence!

If I go up to heaven, you are there;

    if I go down to the grave,[a] you are there.

If I ride the wings of the morning,

    if I dwell by the farthest oceans,


even there your hand will guide me,

    and your strength will support me.


I could ask the darkness to hide me

    and the light around me to become night—


    but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.

To you the night shines as bright as day.

    Darkness and light are the same to you.

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body

    and knit me together in my mother’s womb.


Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!

    Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.


You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,

    as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.


You saw me before I was born.

    Every day of my life was recorded in your book.

Every moment was laid out

    before a single day had passed.

How precious are your thoughts about me,[b] O God.

    They cannot be numbered!


I can’t even count them;

    they outnumber the grains of sand!

And when I wake up,

    you are still with me!

O God, if only you would destroy the wicked!

    Get out of my life, you murderers!


They blaspheme you;

    your enemies misuse your name.


Lord, shouldn’t I hate those who hate you?

    Shouldn’t I despise those who oppose you?


Yes, I hate them with total hatred,

    for your enemies are my enemies.

Search me, O God, and know my heart;

    test me and know my anxious thoughts.


Point out anything in me that offends you,

    and lead me along the path of everlasting life.

– Psalm 139