My Spiritual Awakening: From Religion to Rebirth
Do you ever feel like something inside you is missing—even when everything around you seems complete? Have you ever walked out of church feeling emptier than when you walked in? Do you catch yourself craving peace, stillness, and truth that no sermon, no rulebook, and no loud prayer seems to offer? If your soul has been asking these questions—welcome. You’re not lost. You’re on your way home. This is my story of spiritual awakening. It’s raw. It’s real. And it may be the mirror you didn’t know you needed. A Soul Crying Out Two years ago, I sat in church on a Sunday morning with tears in my eyes—and not the kind people clap for. I was tired. Deeply tired. Not of God, but of religion. Not of faith, but of performance. Every part of me was worn thin from trying to fit into a system that felt too tight for my soul. I was tired of pretending. Tired of shouting hallelujah while silently battling confusion. Tired of hearing the same teachings, the same calls for repentance, withou...