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Finally belonging



Before I had a relationship with Jesus I never felt like I belonged anywhere.

My family was born and raised in Cambodia but I was growing up in the United States. My friends at school were born and raised in America but I went home to a family that was not American. I was not fully accepted by either group: I wasn't Cambodian to my family and I wasn't American to my friends.

Then someone told me about Jesus and how he accepted people as they were.

Jesus gave me the assurance that I belong, that I fit in.

During my senior year in high school, I went to visit the college I planned to attend. I didn't know any of the people there and I didn't have some of the same life experiences as other students. Most of them were from the inner city and had a pretty hard life. I could have felt like an outsider and decided not to pursue this school. However, I jumped right in and tried to get to know these students. I found out there was more we had in common than I thought. The common bond we all had was that we all felt like we didn't belong anywhere but with Jesus we were all connected. We all fit in.

Knowing that I belong with Jesus also gives me confidence that when I die, I know where I will be. I will be with God in heaven. When I wasn't sure of where I belonged, I also wasn't sure what would happen after death. I wasn't sure if what I heard about my dad's Buddhist faith was true or if my mom's Christian faith was true. Once I came across Jesus, I knew I would be in heaven because I belonged with Jesus.