My Testimony: From Sexual Sin to Complete Transformation by God’s Grace

God had His hand on me early. In high school, I was rooted in strong Christian friendships, active in youth group, and deeply impacted by mission trips. I had a real desire to follow Jesus. My faith wasn’t just tradition, it was personal. I went on mission trips that genuinely shaped me, and in many ways, those experiences kept me grounded. I had a real desire to follow Jesus, and my faith felt rooted in something solid. Then came college and it was a very different environment. I felt close to God, but if I'm honest, those were more like brief sparks than a consistent fire. From freshman year through junior year of college, I was sleeping around, sex became normal. I was in a fraternity at a large university, surrounded by a culture where lust was celebrated and women were treated like status symbols. My friends saw me as “cool,” and honestly, I liked that. But underneath the surface, I was lost. Sexual sin wasn’t just around me, it was in me. I couldn’t break free, and the longer I stayed in it, the more numb I became to God. By junior year, I got into a relationship with a girl I truly cared for. She was kind, loyal, and steady, but we weren’t following Jesus. We had no spiritual direction, and I was a poor leader. I was passive, selfish, and I allowed lust to shape our relationship instead of love. We were together for two years, and though we had real moments of connection, I deeply regret the man I was during that time. I didn’t protect her heart, and I didn’t honor God with mine. That season exposed a lot. After college, my life wasn’t where I thought it would be. My focus was off. My career felt scattered. I had lost the girl, lost my sense of identity, and underneath it all, I was failing, as a son, as a man, and as a follower of Christ. Porn and lust still had a grip on me. I’d delete Instagram or TikTok to try and “reset,” only to redownload them and spiral again. I knew what I was doing wasn’t just a bad habit, it was sin. And I was stuck. I was feeding my flesh and starving my spirit. I felt like a hypocrite, exhausted from trying to look okay while being spiritually bankrupt inside. But in that place of exhaustion, I finally surrendered. At the age of 26 I fully gave my life to Jesus and was baptized in the most incredible Church. Since then, Jesus has been remaking me. I still wrestle. I still feel the pull of temptation. But I’m no longer in chains, because He broke them. I’m not free because I got stronger. I’m free because His grace reached deeper than my mess. He’s teaching me that being a man isn’t about performance or pride, it’s about presence, purity, and purpose. It starts with surrender, and it’s sustained by His Spirit. I’m still in the fight, but I know who I’m following now. And He’s worth everything I had to leave behind. This isn’t a testimony of perfection, it’s a testimony of progress. Of grace. Of a God who doesn’t give up, even when I wanted to give in. Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!” – 2 Corinthians 5:17