I Went to Africa, Here's What I Learned
Photo taken by Ella Arruda, 2025 Something I used to wrestle with a lot in the past was the fact that I was quietly Christian. Ever since I got born again, I had a fire in my heart for God. I’ve always wanted to serve Him, and in my heart, I believed in Him. But for a while, I had this habit of becoming someone else when I was around non-christians. When I was off the clock, I was a believer. But as soon as I clocked in at work, I became someone else. I believed the lie that me sharing my faith was me "pushing" my beliefs on them. I thought that if people liked me enough, that it would get them to come to Church with me. But do you know how many people I brought to the faith during that time? Zero. If you're giving people a watered down version of Jesus, then they're not really accepting Jesus. This wasn't apologetics,...