08/05/2025
✨ My Spiritual Journey ✨
I was born and raised Christian, starting my faith journey at Harvest Community Church back when it met in the zoo auditorium. I even helped break the ground when they built their forever home on 21st Street. As a child, I was always hungry for God.
When I was a teenager, I became Catholic because my mom’s side was Catholic, and I was drawn to the beauty and holiness of the practices. But as I grew older, I also grew away from my faith. I never truly felt the presence of God, and eventually, I drifted into drugs and darkness.
In the deepest part of my addiction, I began feeling a spiritual presence but it wasn’t good. It was evil. That darkness pushed me to cry out to God. I had a small Bible I’d gotten from county jail, tucked away in my purse. My life at the time was abusive, and my ex would take anything from my purse my ID, perfume, anything he didn’t want me to have but the only thing he left was that Bible.
That Bible became my lifeline. I prayed. I read. And every time I opened it, the words felt like they were speaking directly to me. I began pleading with God to release me from the evil around me. Over the course of a year, God answered my abuser was sent back to prison, and I finally got sober.
Once sober, I began searching for God again. I explored Buddhism and Hinduism, falling in love with practices like yoga and meditation. They helped me heal in many ways but something still felt missing.
One day, while working as a waitress at LongHorn Steakhouse, a couple came in and baptized me in the Holy Spirit right there. That story alone is for another day but it was a miracle I will never forget.
After that, I remained a “closet Christian” for a long time, blending New Age spiritualism with my faith. But this past Friday, during a soundbath, God convicted me deeply. Through prayer and study, I realized the mantras and practices I had been using were not glorifying Him the way He desires.
The weight of that realization hit me hard: our Creator sent His Son to show us how to live, and we killed Him. Jesus wasn’t just another mystic He was perfect, a true miracle from God. And yet, humanity crucified Him. For the first time, I truly felt the pain of my Creator’s heart.
This isn’t the end of my work with sound it’s a transformation, a period of reform. I hope you understand that my love for people and their unique journeys will never change. God meets us where we are, and as long as we keep seeking, He will keep refining our hearts.
Following Christ isn’t always pretty. It’s not always comfortable. It’s hard to stand for things others may not understand. But my focus is clear: to raise my children to be the best versions of themselves and to prepare a place for myself in Heaven.
So please excuse me while I take this season of “hermit mode” seriously. I want to honor what God is doing in my life.
💛 With love and sincerity,
Lauren
