Kylie's Story~Bound in Prayer

Kylie Pitzer, now a friend of mine after meeting her this past year, has an amazing testimony to share with us. I started praying for Kylie back in February. I didn't even know Kylie on a personal level at the time, but something within me told me that she needed prayer. I had been following her on Instagram, and saw that she labeled herself as bisexual, and that she was being blinded by some of her closest friends.  I decided to give prayer a shot, and pray for her. I only knew Kylie through one class, and her Instagram activity became less and less frequent, so there was no obvious way to see the result of my hopeful prayers.  However, about two or three weeks ago, I began seeing that Kylie was posting bible verses on Instagram. I grew curious. After a very personal conversation in which I explained the beautiful change in Kylie's character and heart, she told me that she found God four months ago, back in February.  The power of prayer was revealed to both her and me! I hope you find Kylie's story as encouraging as I do.

Kylie~My name is Kylie, and I’m here to share the story of how I met God.      

Overall, my life was pretty good. Not many bad things happened to me, but when something bad did happen, it was HORRIBLE. Most people struggle with their parents saying "no" after asking to go to the movies. I, on the other hand, struggled with physical, verbal and mental abuse. Having said this, I lost my mind, and all of this quickly created a snowball-like effect. Within 2 years, I had encountered depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts/actions. I remember screaming at God, telling him to just let me die.

I had always believed in a creator. I always knew someone started this world; but because of my mental inquisitiveness, I questioned everything. I would talk to God, asking him, “Why can’t I just be like everyone else? Why can’t I naturally believe in you, and all of the things you did?” I never did find answers.

It took one year for me to start seeing the light. God didn’t let me die, because He always finishes what He starts. Night after night I talked to God, praying for the strength it would take to build a relationship with him.

I then started middle school, where people decided to delineate who I was. My life spun out of control in a heartbeat.

I was so lost that I even began to think I was bisexual. It was a societal label that just seemed to fit.  It wasn't long before I figured out that that was the moment that I hit rock bottom. It was as if Satan had completely obliterated my mind, controlling every aspect of my life.  After a few weeks of believing I was bisexual, I figured out that it was not at all who I was. This is when I went to my family's traditional Catholic Church, and had a personal conversation with the Pastor. He told me things that I hold dear to my heart, things that I will never forget... To this day, I still go to that church.

"Worthless" was another label I experienced in Middle School, along with "Fat" and "Ugly".  I slowly started to believe it. Yet, I didn’t give up on God. I knew it was the devil, trying to take me again, trying to preserve my mind. I decided that maybe all of these things were true. Maybe I was ugly. Maybe I was fat. But I knew that I was never worthless, for I had Jesus. 1 John 4:4 says, “Greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world.” The Cross makes everyone flawless.

If you can be healed, if you can have all of your sins forgiven, if you can wake up every day with a heart full of righteousness… why wouldn’t you? Why wouldn’t one want this going on in their life? My advice to you is to get saved. Meet Him now, greet Him later.