I Am PWD: A Person With Direction

I once lived a life of moral decline—wandering through broken relationships, struggling as an irresponsible mother, and indulging in vices that numbed the emptiness inside me. I chased after temporary pleasures, convinced that I was in control, yet all the while sinking deeper into a life without true direction. My choices left scars—not just on me, but on those I loved the most.

Then, God intervened.

In the midst of my downfall, He reached out through trials that should have destroyed me. A tragic accident became the turning point, shaking me to my core. It was in that brokenness that I encountered His grace—a grace so powerful that it shattered my old self and led me into the arms of my Savior.

Today, I am no longer who I used to be. I am a child of God, walking in His light, striving to live out His purpose. My past is not my shame—it is my testimony. Every failure, every mistake, every wound has been redeemed to bring glory to the One who saved me.

This is my story, and this is why I Am PWD—a Person Who is Delivered.

“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!”
— 2 Corinthians 5:17